D&D 3.5 - Scarred Lands

so we made it outa the steps an all. we found this fort at the base of the bigest lake I ever-did-see. An-as this was are destination, we were a might pleased ta see it. the cap'n asked us a bunch of questions an awl but i did'n pay no mind. there were a coupla merchants in there and a guy with fireworks. I remember thinkin "what in tarnation is a fella doin cartin fireworks across the blood steps for?" well unfortuanatly it would seen the gods heard me thinkin again an done gived me an answer. I'll come ta that in a sec. so we hunker down for the night an I'm enjoying this an all an then on my watch. why is it something always seems to happen on my watch, any way these 2 blockheads went and bought some fireworks. and then went and lit 'em off and scared the whole camp into thinking the blood steps had done come down on em an everything. well the fools were caught and set about cleaning the jacks or some such unpleasentness and all was well till the mornin. yup, tha mornin. so with the dawn came the assault on the fort. an I tell you. lookin out over the wall it sure did seam as if the whole of the bloodsteps wa coming down on us. and then we found out that those firewok guys were actually those lizzerd guys and were after the us. ya. and it would seem that i was once again guy they al wanted to kick in the head. I guess thats why I'm currently face down on the ground with a lizzerd foot on ma face.

I swear, I will never trust a fella wida arrow stuck in em ever again.