Some Day and I think its night time....Bah, day 1
I don't know why I'm writing this in a journal but things have been bugging me I feel like I should write something down and get it off my chest. Besides, it might make a good adventure that even bards would sing.
Lets see what happened today. I polished my axe, sliced orcs with my axe, and then died with my axe. You know, I tend to do that a lot. Actually the first time I've died was to their kin. Stupid goblins and that spell that shoots like lights at you....ooh magic missile. I could not run away fast enough.
Come to think of it, what have I died to?
hmm, there was goblins, orcs, golems, elementals, zombies, ghost, scorpions, snakes, spiders, dragons, demons, alcohol poisoning, radiation(back when lushleaf was radiation, fighting the radiation and the radiation elementals, beat that ha), at one time rats, uh.....desert cause its like really really hot, more orcs, I could almost swear I was poked by a god at point but that could be the rum talking, lizard people, more lizard people, orcs, not having enough rum, and being converted by the curse...that was a nasty one though dying to radiation isn't to good either. The puking constantly, I could hardly keep my rum down.
With all that I'm still kicking ha, take that....uh who would I say that to? the overgod? but he saved me at one point. Bah, take that whoever you are.
One of these days I'll have to write about what makes me tick.
Lets do that now since its simple
Axes, rum, axes, money, axes, um, killing undead now, Nobody kills me and then convert me, Axes.
Well that is enough for now. I'll probably talk about my other adventures or something one of these days.
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