Age of Worms

we lost the fighter clad in plate mail - duncan was his name… constricted to unpleasant death - may the one light of good and pure lead him on his trek to the underworld…
i meditated in the garden district with its cobbled paths and fountains of old dragons and exotic fish… an image of the […]

of thog and nog, the silly trolls, i don’t remember much… i am most glad for mushrooms given me by the head monk - i do intend to eat them once i have a chance to fast for a short while (the proper way to eat these magic fungus) - they will grant me guidance […]