What do you want? Yeah, we got back from the elven isle safe and sound, though we did have to pound a giant along the way. The fort had come a long way since last we’d seen it, with the inn finished and operating. The drinks on tap were good, though I’ll have to see if we can diversify the stock even more. If we could have some of the more exotic brews I’ve had in my travels on tap, I might even consider settling down.
Might, mind you. I can’t always vouch for the itch in my feet and in my soul.
And after that? Aren’t you being a bit nosy? Well, yes, I’ve told you so much of our story so far, maybe it is rude to leave you… but, well, the next part is a bit personal, see? I don’t much like talking about it. Never really talked about it in length even with the rest of the Black Foxes. But I suppose there’s some good in airing it out. Like spitting, sometimes you got to do it to let you breathe.
So, coming back to the fort, we found Anya waiting for us with a job offer. You know, Anya, Fulgin’s sister. Never really met her myself, but she traveled with Qelroth a bit before. Turns out she’s one of those Lighthand lot you hear about. She wanted our help clearing out a ruined tower close to the border to the north. Seems like she’d heard it was being used by some necromancer and she wanted us to run him out of there. We agreed since, well, we all had our reasons, but I don’t think the others knew I had some history with that particular tower. Not good history either. Long story short, lots of good people died and me nearly along with them. Ended up having to spend a lot of time away from civilization, which could be where the itch started. Anyways, we left to get to this tower.
We stopped at the last stronghold and got our supplies. Even ran into a familiar face, though why she’s still with the army at all baffles me. After what the generals did, I’d never want to take orders again. From anyone, not just them. After there, we decided to cut through the swamplands that lay directly between us and the tower. Not a pleasant place, but a bit like home to me now. Like I said, I spent a good amount of time away from normal folk and that was one of the places. We even ran into a familiar face there. Older half-orc woman that nursed me back from the brink of death, back in the day. She’s the one that helped me really tap into my anger and fight. Granted, we weren’t meeting on the best of terms. Her village had just been attacked by savages and she was hellbent on finding them and seeing if they had any prisoners she could free. She gets like that with those she sees as family. It’s just how she is.
I talked the others into helping her. I was going to do it even if they weren’t, but I was glad to have their help. Even with them, I nearly got overwhelmed, surrounded by fur and teeth and… something else, but fortunately we won out and managed to free those two kids you see running around the fort now. Sent them all back here since they had no place to call home no more. The rest of us though had to deal with that tower still, so we kept going forward.