Kricket's Book of Manly Experiences. Session 1&2 Valco’s gone and done it again. Walked into a bar, asked for
work, and promptly got “hired” by the local thugs. Some minotaur by the name of
Sigma was leading them. I’d have turned down his invitation to comb the sewers,
but his drake, Furnace, made it perfectly clear that if I didn’t play along
that I’d be he’s lunch. The others aren’t much better. There was a high born
elf who couldn’t tell the difference between a mud pie and a cow pie. There was
also a couple of strong humans who were going on about strength and honor. I’ve
had worst company, but I was hoping to start out better than this. Valco seems
to like them well enough.
The sewers were a bust. Went in there, killed some trolls,
and got out the moment that they forgot about me. I swear I felt the walls
closing behind me as I ran for the entrance. Valco made it back in one piece,
and the others managed to survive. Gods, I need to find a way to get rid of
them.
Valco and I got into an argument, again. It drives me crazy
how he’s so cock sure about himself. So what if he can master a spell book on
the first read, or figure out ways on how to improve spells? He still uses that
brain of his like a hammer, blow his way through things. The poor sod doesn’t
understand what it’s like to struggle to learn something, or to make due with
less than you need. I’m worried about what’ll happen when his luck finally runs
out. I guess that’s part of why I follow him around. He’ll pick me up when I
fall, and I’ll be there to save him when he trips up.
The next several days sped by. Furnace has gotten quite good
at sniffing me out and dragging me back to Sigma. Valco’s gotten a crush on
the elf, and I think he’s a bit taken with the others. Sigma told us that we
were going dragon hunting with him, but I was able to talk him into buying us
food and giving us some pocket change. Greedy cow.
Traveling to the next town wasn’t as bad as I thought it’d
be. Sigma’s hand signal lessons were… bearable, but I’d like to show him some
signals of my own. The other’s had the wits to keep to keep me out of their
grumbling small talk. Valco’s rather taken with the bracers Sigma bribed him
with. I’ll admit that they’re shiny, and the workmanship isn’t half bad, but I’m
surprised that he let himself be bought for so little.
Go figure, ten minutes after stepping into town, the local
crime lord sent some of his goons to harass us. A couple of harsh words and a well-placed
spell was enough to make then run with their tails between their legs.
Sniveling cowards didn’t even know how to set a proper ambush. Sigma beat one
of the toad men into submission and forced him to shows us around the town. In
the end we grew tired of the game and tossed him over his boss’s wall. I hope
that they learned their lesson, but keeping a knife under my pillow just in
case.
