TheMulletWhispererFeb 22, 2016Feb 22, 2016 at 04:28 AM
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A journal, bound in a thick, black leather and bearing a beyond intricate symbol emblazoned on the front, with the words "The Testament of Ser Rolland" beneath.
41st of Frostseed, Turd
I am once again back on the cobbledirts to the town of Vulkhel Wasten! Oh how long it has been, they will surely sing my praises for my valiant deeds in defending the town against the dastardly bandits! I would have returned sooner, but the people Alidon were far too busy praising me. Why, they even brought me to a lovely inn for the longest time! I was given my own room! Oh how lovely it was, there was a soft bed, three meals a day, they even took the sharp objects so that I did not mistakenly injure myself while talking to the news blokes!
Eventually I grew tired of such a place, though, but the frankly rude innkeeper would not let me check out! I was forced to introduce him to my sharpened soup knife until he relented and let me free! It did not stop there, of course, the town loved me so much that it sent its best fighters to bring me back! That would not do, I said! I ran and ran, into the tree deserts of Alidon until they gave up. Oh how bad I feel for disappointing them, but I've others who need my help!
Well, once I had escaped into the tree desert, I simply had to return to Mountain Tore and meet back with the people whom I saved there! And so, I boarded the great, planked rocking horse and set a-gallop across the blue sands towards the jungles of Mountain Tore. Soon, I will return to defend Vulkhel Wasten!
~Ser Rolland the Brave
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41st of Frostseed, Turd
I am once again back on the cobbledirts to the town of Vulkhel Wasten! Oh how long it has been, they will surely sing my praises for my valiant deeds in defending the town against the dastardly bandits! I would have returned sooner, but the people Alidon were far too busy praising me. Why, they even brought me to a lovely inn for the longest time! I was given my own room! Oh how lovely it was, there was a soft bed, three meals a day, they even took the sharp objects so that I did not mistakenly injure myself while talking to the news blokes!
Eventually I grew tired of such a place, though, but the frankly rude innkeeper would not let me check out! I was forced to introduce him to my sharpened soup knife until he relented and let me free! It did not stop there, of course, the town loved me so much that it sent its best fighters to bring me back! That would not do, I said! I ran and ran, into the tree deserts of Alidon until they gave up. Oh how bad I feel for disappointing them, but I've others who need my help!
Well, once I had escaped into the tree desert, I simply had to return to Mountain Tore and meet back with the people whom I saved there! And so, I boarded the great, planked rocking horse and set a-gallop across the blue sands towards the jungles of Mountain Tore. Soon, I will return to defend Vulkhel Wasten!
~Ser Rolland the Brave