Book of Sammas

[tubasolo]

Well I've been in Hlint for a few weeks now. Odd place. Odd folks running about. I do have to say I enjoy the local inn's chefs special. That and the deer are plenty for easy hunting. No lack of food here. One issue I have is the prodigious amounts of ox dung lying about all over town. That and one needs to keep a sharp eye out when walking.

Over the past few weeks I've managed to keep myself busy. Mostly smashing goblins in the nearby mine. Also I've found it difficult to locate a proper mentor. Folks I have talked with lack the skills with the maul. In fact most are amazed that I can even wield it properly, much less bash some stinking goblins head to pieces.

One foray I remember in particular. I hooked up with Jacee with a bit of mining in mind. From Hlint we made our way towards Haven. I must say that Jacee is very inquisitive. Through the entire trip she deftly asked questions of my past. Once in Haven, in front of the mines entrance, Jacee tells me to prepare for ogres. Hey what? All I knew of ogres was what my mother would tell me as a child to get me to behave. With a great deal of trepidation I followed Jacee into the darks of the mine. We were quickly set upon. In this first wave I did fairly well, swinging my great maul with abandon. After this we traveled in deeper. This is where it gets very touch and go for me. After taking a particularly hard head bash from some mad, frothing ogre I could barely keep my eyes open and my arms up. After this the rest of the trip is sort of a blank. That is until we made our way out and Jacee helped me treat my wounds. A spot of food and a swig or two of water and I began to feel myself again. I got the impression that good ol' Jacee was the sole reason I made it out alive. After we relaxed a bit Jacee offered to show me to Port Hampshire. In Port hampshire Jacee gave me a quick tour of the major attractions. After which we parted ways. I explored the port a bit more then took a ship to Leilon then overland back to Hlint. Not bad for a couple days out in the wild.

[tubasolo]

I've recently relocated to Port Hempstead. I found the city to be agreeable to me. However my trip there was far from agreeable. As I was nearing Fort Vehl I and my pack ox were set upon by half a dozen or so dwarves. Before I could do more than pull out my maul my poor ox had been slashed across its throat and was down. The dwaves quickly overwhelmed me. Thankfully no mortal blow downed me, just a hard knock to the head. I have sense purchased a helm, which compliments my plate quite well. Anyhow, the dwarves seem to have taken everything from the packs on my poor old ox. Left with but what I was wearing, my extra clothes and a few odds and ends I quickly made my way to Fort Vehl where I took a room at the inn there (forgot the name of the place, just as well the place with filthy and run down). After a couple of days I felt well enough to venture on. A day later I made my way into Port Hempstead. I can't wait to find a decent meal, half cooked venison doesn't sit well.

One major setback from the ambush. I have to make Sty wait a bit more for his payment. I truly hope he understands but fear he wont care.