Yeahgods. Someone rescue me from rubes and boredom. Three days, or maybe four we have traveled towards our goal. Nothing but conversation and one encounter with repulsive frog men… stupid slimey things were no challenge at all and not one interesting tidbit to forage off them. It was easy really, just let the paladin step up and take the brunt while darkness creeps from behind and makes the killing blows. So much effort to please a god that doesn’t even watch.
I will say that Farmboy is entertaining. Just tell him that those frog things we encountered are called Crispin and are vampiric, lay out an entire tale about who they are, where they come from, their eating and mating habits… just do it in a serious, all knowing voice…. doesn’t matter if you know what you are talking about, he just swallows it whole. Gorgeous. It will be interesting how far I can take it… and how long it will go on before someone calls me on my little stories. I wish Draydon were here to wager with… to wrangle with… to hunt with… I wish I hadn’t had to leave in such a hurry, goodbyes could have been fun. Ah well.
So tomorrow I’m certain we will move onwards, trudging once again up the river towards something, somewhere we are supposed to retrieve. Don’t know. Don’t care. Just so long as certain people forget I exist so I can eventually go home.