New Hillborrow Got Their Freak On - 9/5 - Baine

Dear Thea,

Hope you are well. I know I haven’t written as much as I promised - the adventures just keep on coming and it’s hard to find the time. I’ve barely come back from a trip across the actual sea (more boats! No ghosts this time) and before I knew it I was going with another group to help clear up a mess in a halfling village.

This one was quite funny actually; these halflings hired a bunch of us adventurers to help deal with something back in their village. It was me and Bogg (the guy got his hands on bagpipes a while back, pray for me and my ears Thea), Markas The Ghost Puncher, Doddil the frosty dwarf, Kaliel’s intern Nikja, AN ACTUAL DRAGON PERSON named Horrus, and this guy called Rooster. It was weird cause he clearly wasn’t a bird person, I’ve met bird people, but he like, dressed a little like one. And called himself Rooster.
I still haven’t decided if I REALLY like him or not. Either way I think I’m gonna have to fight him at some point, I think he’d be good for a fight.

Anyway, on the way to the village the halflings are all embarrassed and won’t really come out and say what the problem is back at their village. Eventually we get out of them that they had left for a month and when they got back, everyone had been acting strange. The other people in the village had forgotten who the traveling halflings were and that they had like relationships and stuff. These halflings were nothing like Bogg so they were super embarrassed because their entire village was apparently, currently getting their freak on.

We get to the village and there’s like, no one there. We met some more bird people, but these guys were more like bird-birds and couldn’t really talk, except they could, but I didn’t quite figure that part out. Eventually we went to the tavern and turns out that’s where the entire village was hanging out, throwing a full-on rager. It’s was pretty awesome, I got my hair braided with flowers, kind if like you used to do it, and got some GOOD drink for once. I think I got hit on by like a grandfather gnome, that was a bit weird.

We left and did some more investigating, spoke to a super grumpy guy who like, grew all the flowers for the party but didn’t like to party, found a couple who was banging and kind of interrupted them to ask some questions, Rooster got a little bit stoned, and then went to find this bakery lady who was making something called “prettsells”. We never got to eat the baked goods cause there was a tiny pixie-looking thing in there, interfering with the baking process. I killed it though. Never interfere with baked goods.

We followed more clues up to a little lake and fought more of the tiny pixie-things (I think Bogg called them Quicklings?) and this one dwarf character that looked like he was made of stone. We made pretty quick work of them and then gathered up the stones that they was putting in the water to make everyone go wacky.

I smashed all the stones very skilfully and expertly, and looked very good the entire time I was doing it.

The village can now go back to being it’s old self. Bit sad really, they were throwing one hell of a party. It’ll probably be more like our village now. All hard work and no play. Shame.

Well, I’m off. Gotta find another adventure before I get bored!

Take care, say hi to Dad, all that.
Much love,
Baine.