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      Raddo
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      (Note, this was written roughly and may be subject to change due to lore/formatting/consent of others. I’ll try to correct any mistakes as I find them/they are pointed out. It will continue as I adventure!)

      Raddo’s Adventure

      Entry 1
      Here I am, in this odd little village Mosswood, with nothing more than a bow, some coins, and my fantastic penmanship. My parents were insistent I leave to go adventure as soon as I was ready, since they are a little afraid for my life. It seems they believe my may die early since my hair is black instead of vibrant, though I say it’s just a shade of some other color. Despite my protests, no more father, mother, or sister. Just myself here in this little area of life.

      The people here seem nice so far, but I’d rather be back in Thimbledown with a nice lute, reading books and learning new songs. I was put a little off as soon as an old man, whom later identified himself as elder, asked if I was a warrior. I have had some practice with my bow, so I decided to say yes and see where it led to. He asked me to shoot some pigs! Well, I did. I was hoping for some fantastic reward, but he just asked me to do some other menial tasks. I did them, though I don’t really know why. Maybe this is some sort of ceremonial thing?

      Regardless, I went and bought some supplies from the general store, and decided that menial tasks were beneath me. I asked the elder if anything needed to be hunted, and he told me the largest problem were insects! Bees to the south, beetles to the east, and even ankhegs to the west! Not to mention the swamps and hills full of… his word “evil-doers”. I proudly told him I would take care of it, and he started to tell everyone I was to solve all the town’s problems. Oops.

      I figured there was no way to end the beetle threat without some kind of natural predator, so I said I would work from the outside-in and work at politely asking the “evil-doers” to leave. I asked for the nearest library, and I was told there was none in Mosswood. Disheartened, I asked for someone to make a lute, or at least a travelling merchant to make one. There was none there at the time. Fine, I’ll use my wondrous singing voice. The trip outside town wasn’t too bad, I think the old man is not very good at his job since it seemed there were more guards and hunters than he lead on. Why do I need to try and eradicate all the life here?

      A few days later, I’m standing in muck. It was undoubtedly not fantastic. It seemed nice enough really, so far I’ve gotten into enough trouble to make a small song… but not right now. I wish I had a good book to read, but of course none of that. So I’ll study the things around me. Muck, check. slimy gross things, check. Monstrous goblin-like creatures and lizardmen, double check. It’s been a bit frustrating so far, having no one to chat with or to share fantastic epics with, and these guys all threatening to kill me have not been helpful. I am not sure if this adventuring business is cut out for me, can’t I happily prevent the Paling by reading every book ever?

      I’m not sure I believe what just happened. I had gotten into an argument with a kobold about how much I don’t like them, and it came to blows. Unfortunately I was overpowered, and I was about to be thrown into a troll cave, but he yipped something in his awful language and ran off. I thought I was hallucinating as I was about to pass out, but I saw a green dragon fly over my head. A moment later, a human appeared beside me, with an odd glow and strange clothes.

      He told me I was pathetic, that he was going to save my life only to watch how fast I was to Pale. He seemed nice, but there was an undertone of resentment, like every statement was an insult. I’m wasn’t exactly sure at first if he meant he was to watch over my life, being sure his was longer, or if he was saving me to toy with me. I do remember one specific comment at the end: “Now get out of here you dirty gnome, you will amount to nothing.”

      Thank you, glowing human for saving my life and giving me a purpose. I’m going to find you again, and prove you wrong.

    • #2412
      Raddo
      Participant

      (The journal is on temporary leave as the lore is being restructured and refined!)

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