IN THOUGHT, T’ ME DEAREST LUCY
T’ whah is this? I travel this many days with this group of miscreants that calls themselves do-gooders… ‘en am I to die, for saving the likes o’ some wench, excuse me, some human wench that worships whoe’r, BLAH!!!
We go to rid this city of an evil, brought on by humans non-the-less, for the humans of the region, ‘en for our troubles… THEY HATE US! Not only that… the indecision as to how to go about business… well? it’s… it’s… FREAKIN’ ridiculous, that’s what it is!
We needs to go north of town to stop some sort uh… door… callin… ritual… summonin… thingy, idunno! Those stupid humans want to welcome a power to this plain that is sure to foul the worl’ up more than those filthy humans have already done! What’d they think? they canno’ even control theyselves, let alone some unholy unknown power from the dark abyss of their desires! Rats are more cleanly, ‘en organized than they’re, for thah fac’ they’re more organized than we….
‘En those that travel to rid the worl’ of them humans… how do we do…? Idunno why… but I put meh life on the line for thah wench-o-some temple ‘ere, ‘en plans to rid the worl’ oh thah which would seek to kill ‘er… ‘en me own party jeoperdizes me life, ‘en risks the life of thah which they seek to pertect.
See… there was this Drow, (I knows this by me experiences with ‘um at sea) He was disguised as a ‘uman in this village, ‘er human habitat. ...anyways… I step up tell them other Dwarves me plan sees, at least most o’ it… ‘en thah ol’ fool I traveled with from neptus steps in ‘en fouls things up! Now the Drow’s dead, I am poisoned, the ritual has not been stopped, I’m in chains, ‘en, if’n I don’t get the antidote… I a gonner! ‘En my ends, me hopes come to an end on a Watery Grave!
LUCY… MELORA… MORADIN… SPARE THIS YOUR HUMBLE SERVANT, THAT I MAY LIVE TO FULFILL YOUR REQUIREMENTS FOR ME LIFE IN YOUR SERVICE! ... I BEG YOU!
‘en pertect me form your followers…
Lucy hear me cries, ‘en me prays… ‘en pass them along…
With all me love!
Cap’n William H. Bones