halfling hero is half a hero

[ttdavet]

tonight I went with Stump, Freldo, Rollie, Honora, and other great heros I had just met. We followed Stump to a meeting with a man I have come to regard as very dangerous, Renji, and he led our little army to a battle with singing goat men. At first there was seeming victory but then...ice, flames, arrows, and for me; death.  So here I sit a mere shadow of myself. Drinking cheap ale and eating hard chese.  How will I find the courage to ever leave the safe walls of Hlint again.  Mr. Pandorn said, "Be Careful" but... instead I tried to be courageous.  Perhaps halflings aren't meant to be Warriors.  I met a halfling mercenary outside Fort Last, he  wasn't much of a warrior, I killed him as he wouldn't listen to reason. I regret not having been born a Giant like Stump so crushing things would come easily.  I am depressed but perhaps its this cheap ale. Here let me pour you one.  

*this story is repeated frequently and loudly to each person in the tavern by an increasingly wobbly and maudlin halfling until he crawls outside a passes out under a bench*

[Variable]

*as Tanner enters the tavern he is assulted with this story and after listening to it:*

Wot tha bloody are ye talking aboot! After dwarves 'alflins are tha best figthers out there! 'ave soom pride in yerself!

And ye say hlint is safe? BAH! tis dangerous there i say! no regard for decent races round there i say.

*walks of shaking his head and grumbling in dwarven and common*

Bah! giants... *trails off into dwarven*

[SuperMunch]

... Freldo walks and catches the other patrons talking after Berri left ...

Am I the only one that values life?

I do not like dying for worthless causes and slaughtering satyrs is not a just cause.

Seriously, Jerei, Kiva, Renji and Ash's behaviour out there was just a little too crazy.

They seemed to have incorporated Jareg's suicidal spirit with the satyrs, I couldn't heal them fast enough.  I also couldn't help them fast enough also - they just RAN OFF looking for another one to kill after falling one - I had some spells of hasting and a few other ones to help them out but NOBODY wanted it, they just RAN OFF!

Oh look, a satyr smelling a flower!
Punch, punch, punch, punch...
Stab, stab, stab, stab, stab...
Fight, fight, fight, fight...
Death.

Oh look, a satyr with a stick in his hand singing a song!
Punch, punch, punch, punch...
Stab, stab, stab, stab, stab...
Fight, fight, fight, fight...
Death.

Oh look, a satyr going to the bathroom behind the tree!
Punch, punch, punch, punch...
Stab, stab, stab, stab, stab...
Fight, fight, fight, fight...
Death.

Oh look, a satyr sick and dying of some forsaken disease!
Punch, punch, punch, punch...
Stab, stab, stab, stab, stab...
Fight, fight, fight, fight...
Death.

The only one with enough prudence to want to stop that crazy loop was me.  Poor Berri got caught up in the craziness - he did very well by the way, for a self-proclaimed coward, he's a very stout and very quick fighter he is of value to any group of adventurers.

Luckily for me, the satyr's guardian showed up and stopped the silliness before it was too late for them and for me - I'd like to meet a satyr one of these days, they must have some very nice stories to tell, especially after the attempt of some of my companions to kill all of them.

[Redhawk]

*a note pinned to berri's unconcious body*
stump splat satir
satir splat stump
sem fayr 2 stump
satir gud fiter
satir hav gud protektor mayk stump frozen den splat stump
jareg no di
renji always di
go huntin wit renji spend most time waytin 4 him cum get him stone
but is gud laf
berri gud fiter stump liyk berri cum huntin wit stump
freldo spend 2 much tym in bar
him mayk stump laf do
stump