Tordak's Correspondence : Wooden Worms Dearest Hilda, OK! We think we have a plan ter deal with that “swearing stone” - the hag’s words haunt ma sleep but they are clear. Use some wooden worms ter hit a god’s tear… ok, mebbe not tha clear, but Arnulf and tha others seem ter have a plan! Arnulf, Gigi, and Byron are tha brains. They reckon the key might be in the temple where ah had ma little “incident”… to be fair, we did run oot of there pretty quickly after dealin’ with tha ghost. We’re headin’ there with Linh (I dinnae ken what she’s looking at but she seems to see stuff just fine even without looking at it properly??) and Kronk’s back! Well, not really back… he looks like he’s been reanimated somehow… as long as he doesnae try munchin’ on anyone in tha party we’ll be grand - I’d hate to have ter introduce him ter Liante Ken - ma shiny new claymore!! Guy in tha shop assures me it’s grand against spiders, so it’ll go alongside Bessie.. can never have too much weaponry! We made oor way ter the temple without too much bother. Climbing doon, we found a new door ter open… as ah opened it, ah was hit in tha face by some sort o’ acid… gods it burned!! Ah nearly fell then and there! Ghouls poured out of the room and the ghost flew through the wall ter attack oor flank! Liante Ken didnae seem ter do anything special… ah’ve been swindled (ah’ll add that bastards name ter ma book o’grudges if ah remember!), but tha team rallied nicely ter kill all the ghouls. Tha ghost was a different kettle o’ fish though! It laid person after person doon low. Bless her soul, Gigi danced back and forth propping people up but she was drawing the ire of the thing. Byron kept his distance and dealt accurate shots but had some o’ the same problems ah had with ma dodgy non-magic Liante Ken. Kronk threw himself at the ghost and went down. Arnulf scurrying ter revive him and get other on their feet. Pretty soon we were all almost dead.. then poor Linh was… the brave lassie charging in with her scimitar to try and take the ghost on head ter (spooky) head. She landed some good blows but the thing took a huge bite and Linh fell. A warrior’s death ter be sure… we’ll remember her! As the end drew near, Arnulf summoned his divine weapon to smite the thing and destroy it… tougher than anything ah’ve fought (except mebbe that grass shite…). We were rewarded with much treasure including a token that’ll grow a giant tree apparently. We all agreed that we’ll plant it in Hope as tribute to the brave Linh… (‘scuse me love, ah’ve got some dust in ma eye…) No sign of the wooden worms though… Searching further, we found this weird fella calling himself Zanros… seemed nice enough so he tagged along with us while we cleared oot some more ooze shite but it soon became clear, the wooden worms were no here. We decided ter try the giant fucking tree we’d spotted beyond Nawee Narwee Nahwa the hag’s cabin. However, as we approached, ambushed by more of that fucking grass!! It damn near killed me again and it ripped poor Zanros apart. Ah never did find oot who they were.. As scaleshrikes descended from the tree, ah heard Arnulf mutter something aboot “Murderbeak” before ah blacked oot briefly. Coming back to ma senses, ah saw Byron rescuing me from the clutches of this grass. We barely had time to escape before the grass and scaleshrikes could pursue. We’ll dedicate tha tree to Zenros too… Now ah’m pissed - ah dinnae think it’ll be long before ah see yer now All ma love T
