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Many hundred years ago..... Father : "What's wrong Valenas? Why are you not eating? Do you not like the food?" Valenas: "No... it's not that. It's just that..." Father "Just what?" Valenas "I want to ask you something father..." Father: "What is it, my s...

After continuing to converse for hours on many things throughout supper, each retired to their rooms and slept for the night. The next morning, Valenas had disappeared and a note was left under the door of the halflings' room. Dear Viola, Brendan, and Bumbol. I give my most sincere grattitue to all ...

Valenas smiled and thanked the other two for their concern of his injuries. "It's not really as bad as it looks," he said. "I have some healing abilities of my own, and now that I have my strength back, it will only be a matter of time before I'm up and running again!" The elf re...

As he gobbled down the food with amazing speed, he noticed the halfling staring at him from the side. He smiled with a full mouth and swallowed his food. "You see, I was riding on a ship on it's way to this island a few days ago, but as luck would have it, we ran into a terrible storm. Lightnin...

The last thing Valenas remembered was seeing an elven woman and a halfling woman moving him before he fell unconcious. His sight slowly returned to him as he rubbed his eyes and blinked. He rolled his head to the side to see where he was, and realized he was resting on a soft pillow and a comfortabl...

"Urrghhh.... thank you so much.... but, I don't think my legs are in any kind of condition to walk. Do you think you are strong enough to carry me to an inn? I think you might want to find some more people to help...."

A few days after the meteor crashed, a half dead elf clinging onto a piece of driftwood washes onto the southwest beaches. He barely manages to crawl ashore with his arms and lays in the sand on his back, gasping for breath and writhing in pain. His lips are dry white and one of his legs seems to ha...