A Hussst and Inky Story as told by Hussst I sat at the table with two elves and a kobold, playing poker. I’d never seen the elves before, but the kobold was an old acquaintance of mine, Shanlan. He and I glowered at each other as the game progressed, but it was a ruse. Kobolds…
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A Story of Hussst and Inkyas told by Hussst Three goblins walked into the bar with a bold swagger that belied their small size. They sat down at a table, glaring at the other patrons. They obviously wanted trouble, but these days, who didn’t? Each held up a single finger and said, “Kimsa Cervezakuna.” Clearly,…
My name is Brokk Dimble Nackle Oneshoe Dreamer Inkdrinker…I could go on ad nauseum; we gnomes receive many names from family members and even friends. Father called me “Dreamer” because, unlike most forest gnomes, I didn’t engage in frolicking, pranking, joking or general mischief, unlike my brother, my twin brother. Twinning is uncommon among gnomes,…
By Dr. Michael Alexander The sign outside the bar said “Cè Liáng Ur Luv UP in This BITCH.” I was intrigued. I did not recognize the last words, probably the local language, certainly not the Common tongue, but “Cè Liáng” is Draconic. I can read Draconic – As a member of the Dragonborn race, I…
Hi. I’m Zax. Wow! This is intense. In moments of tension, I tell jokes. Here’s one I heard over the aether. “I told my wife she should embrace her mistakes, so she gave me a hug.”* Thank you, thank you, I’m here for the next six and a half minutes, or less. You heard some…
A Tale Told by Hussst From the hillside, sitting on our horses, we looked over the fields with disappointment. The fields, once lush with green and amber, showing the richness of the harvests to come, were now brown and barren. A quick ride to the tribute site showed that they villagers had still filled the…
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