|
Player |
Character |
Race |
Class |
Notes |
|
Sid |
Fearless |
Dwarf |
Fighter |
|
“Hello”
said the Dwarf to himself “what have they been up to?”
It
wasn't every day you saw 4 blokes walking out of a tree-trunk laden
with loot.
Well,
whatever it was they'd been up to, it didn't look like they could
carry any more loot. What if there was more of that loot left inside,
that these blokes couldn't carry?
There's
times when having a guard dog makes you braver than you would be on
your own. This was one of them.
The
fearless Dwarf wandered in, with his guard dog Towser, through the
tree-trunk down the stairs, over the rope-bridge and around and
about.
There
were some sparkly looking marbles around, so he picked them up
And,
beside a heavily-nailed-closed door, there was a body. Towser barked
and snarled at it, But the Dwarf was undeterred and tried to flick
the body over with his foot.
Ouch!
That stung.
Towser
snarled some more.
And
then they left, wandering down the hill towards the village.
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