Day 1
Today, my friends and I met a scrubby looking wizard named Raglandalf (or something like that). He couldn’t stop talking about some paladin named Handar. It didn’t sound very interesting, but it was kind of funny how he said, “Bring him to me, dead or alive!”
Drex the dwarf, Eagle Eye, Alley Cat, Borrac, and Ashtar were all there. I like Alley Cat, he’s pretty cool. Borrac isn’t so bad either, when he’s conscious. Ashtar, on the other hand… I’ve been told that I shouldn’t say anything if I’m going to say bad things, so I’ll only write this down. Ashtar is an ugly looking traitor demon-dude. I know that sounds mean, but I just don’t trust him.
After meeting with Raglandalf, we went for a ride through boring towns and to a farm. It was fun to look at the animals for a little bit. I even got to pet some of them! There wasn’t much else to look at though, since I wasn’t allowed to go in the house. I decided to tiptoe in anyway. I didn’t find anything, but he found me. He said something rude, so I got rude back. Then he ran at me and I stabbed him. I felt really bad I was about to cry. My friend came running in and saw what happened, but they weren’t mad at me. That didn’t matter. I was mad at me. I thought writing about it might help. I heard that once… if you write things down, like where treasure is hidden, then people are really happy with you. I’m not happy yet, but I’ll just keep writing.
Day 2
We figured out that we are about two or three days journey behind Handar. I found a horse in the dead farmer’s barn. I’m sure he would’ve wanted me to have it because I spent the whole night thinking about all the nice things he did in life. I heard that’s called “honoring someone’s memory”. I didn’t really know him, but I could tell he was good to animals, because they were all still alive. I had a pet fish once, but it died one beautiful sunny day. Apparently the fish bowl I put it in was cursed, and it caused ordinary water to get REALLY hot and kill the fish.
Anyway, we made good distance with the horses and we found a beautiful and very large web. It must have been a hundred feet across, if you measure it by my feet. My feet aren’t that big but if they were bigger I would probably trip a lot. As we took a closer look at the web, we could see the impressive spiders that spun the webs. They weren’t very friendly and it took a while for us to keep them away. In the end, Barbarian tribesmen came to help us out. I bet we didn’t need their help though.
The tribesmen were friendly and asked us to stay. They’re chieftain had a funny accent, and I’m not just saying that. When he said, “You stay three days and we have you for big breakfast”, I could hear some tribesman laugh quietly.
Day 3 (2nd day in the tribe)
Alley Cat, Eagle Eye, and I decided to browse the chieftain’s house. We didn’t want to disturb the guards at the front and back of the house, so we climbed up the side and into a window. Eagle Eye nearly got their attention. I bet they would’ve laughed, seeing just his legs sticking out of a window. I got to look around the whole house. It wasn’t as impressive as I would have thought, considering it was the house of a chieftain. I looked over all three floors and the only thing of interest was a locked door. I like locked doors, because they’re like puzzles. Sometimes, I solve the puzzle and find a really fun reward that had been locked away. In this case though, the lock was too difficult to solve. I bet it was a magical puzzle. I don’t like those, because they are just meant to tease and there probably isn’t even a prize. Wizards can be so mean.
I did find a map and scroll in a desk. While that wasn’t all that exciting, at least I have something to show the others. I’ve got to do it quickly, because I’ve got to put them back before the chieftain accuses me of stealing. Often people are so quick to accuse others of stealing, without even waiting for a fair explanation.
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The Frizzal Featherfoot Chronicles
FanficFrizzal Featherfoot, like any kender, enjoyed traveling in search of something new and spectacular. Oddly enough, his adventures led him to Faerun, where he decided to write a journal of his experiences.