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Post by DM mdwagner on Aug 21, 2008 21:24:45 GMT -5
Honarable Mercenaries of The Flaming Fist,
Greetings and salutes from Durn the dwarf, Yer lordships. Walking along the trade way in the last few days I have sighted 3 drow wenches.
One was very mean, and only demanded, "Get out of my Way!", before proceeding to leisurely walk north. I, being somewhat humble for a dwarf, obliged. Later I saw her and another female drow. They were speaking to a human near the bridge north of Beregost. I was not privy to their conversations.
3 days later I saw another drow female. This one was the most infamous NeāLeena who is so greatly sought after, dead or alive, by the forces of law hereabouts. For a villain this one is more polite than other drow, and aside from being evil-hearted is well spoken. As I was alone and am somewhat inexperienced I did not attempt to apprehend her, it was too risky a move at the time. The crafty thug tried to get me to make an oath to serve her in exchange for my life, after I tried to gain her trust and the location of her camp under the guise of serving her dastardly requests for me to purchase her a disguise in town. I refused and fled for I could see by her divine powers that she was far beyond my capabilities to capture or defend myself against.
Please forgive my failure to stop this maniac, and know that I write these words in the hope of helping to secure her from the populace, and to inform the forces of law of these events.
Durn the Dwarf
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