Journal of Rollo Lavius 3

Entry #571 - Barbarian of the Year

(G571 02/11/2024 via Roll20 - JF(GM), KT, AP, AD) YI29

[Many apologies dear reader! My journal is in disorder. These events that I am now recording jump forward from my adventure in the Chambers of Malice and I have yet to fully transcribe them. Anyway, we are now back with Corhim Sparkledingle the gnome wizard, Fenrir the human warlock, and Dak the half-orc barbarian. But as everyone was around for the opening of the Crusty Gusset (sorry I mean the Kraken's Keg),
Fang was also here. I was around too, but mostly I was getting anxious about the upcoming birth of my first child.]

DAY 645 (7th Nightal)(December)

So this evening was the grand opening of the Kraken's Keg. This was Dak's enterprise. There was a sign at the bar that read "All Welcome Except Gyles Finchey". You may remember that Gyles was the innkeeper that kept on throwing Dak out of his bar for various acts of foolishness.

It was quite a small place and he'd spend enough money on it such that it was no worse than your average dock side tavern. We were able to just about fill the place with people from the Barrow. There was me, Lavinia, Sylvia, Jiggles, Fenrir, Veddic, Corhim, Griff, Fang, Felia. Basically everyone on the Island that Dak knew.

He kept on giving out free drinks, which was great. Some curious locals came and went. The people in this town are far from refined and a gang of ruffians sat down at one of the tables and started causing trouble, teasing the staff and knocking over drinks. Dak went and had a word with them and they settled down for a while. Then they had an argument and one stabbed the other dead.

The murderer was very drunk and was quite happy to fight Dak as well. Dak lifted him over his head to throw him out, but the ruffian vomited all over him. Dak then took him outside and tossed him into the harbour.

Corhim had followed them out and was concerned the man might drown, so he turned into a merman and brought him back to the surface. With a heavy sigh Dak then hoisted the drunk out of the water with a boat hook. He was then tossed into a rubbish heap.

When our evening was done, I teleported me and the wife back to Sasserine.

DAY 646 (8th Nightal)(December)

Heavily pregnant as she is, my wife is still interested in the doings of what we have called the LVTC (Lavius-Vanderboren Trading Company).

All four of the xebecs are refitted and crewed and are ready to begin. The trade routes have been worked out.

Lavinia has decided that the Blue Nixie will always be kept on hand as a personal vessel. I've a feeling she's planning a trip to Farshore after the birth.

I heard that a band of adventurers had turned up at Tamunza, full of high spirits and rich with loot from a successful quest they were now killing time in the port while their ship was refitted.

As a joke they were running a competition called: "Barbarian of the Year".

There would be a 10,000 gold prize to the winner (a fortune!) and consist of lots of barbarian based events.

Fang, Dak and Fenrir (not a Barbarian!) were keen to enter.

One more bit of gossip before I go to bed. Apparently Fang was going to go for a swim today, but quite a few people followed him down to the water to see what he looked like when he got undressed.
I don't know why, Fang is hiding his (her?) gender. I shall respect her privacy. A jest is a jest, but she's obviously very sensitive about it.

DAY 647 (9th Nightal)(December)

The day of the "Barbarian of the Year" competition in the main square of Tamunza. It was great fun.