A Land Far Away

An ALFA blog?

*shudders*

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*cough*

So it happend that I ran into an aquaintance I made on a brief trip to Waterdeep. A beautiful and mysterious woman known as Lady De Winter. We spoke a bit at the Nighthunt Tavern and during the conversation she revealed to me that the soft-spoken man named Jarlen De Rose, that I had met several time...

So I came to Loudwater. The place is bustling with activity and promise of fortunes to be made. I shed my family name and took on the surname "Sevell" instead. It's easier on the clumsy tongues of the humans. I can hardly remember all the names and faces I saw in this place. It seemed that...

I was angry, I admit. Angry at myself for getting caught. Angry at Thengdel for catching me. Angry at my family for rejecting me. Angry at the whole damn, lousy little orc-turd of a village for giving me the boot. Looking back now it seems that I was reckless in those days, but perhaps the Dark Quee...

*nudges Lafter*

*slaps Lafter around a bit with a large wet Vrurk*

Hey! you can't stop now Laf. What happened to the mysterious pirate?