Chuckwagon
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While on our journey the half naked warrior, whom I am sure is mentally retarded, decided to split off and follow some Gnome who was peddling some elixir on the side of the road. They went off to find the 'shiny treasure' that was waiting just an hour or so into the woods. we all saw this as a trap, but we were more than willing to get rid of his annoying antics and deadly curiosity.
A couple of hours later, to our surprise, he re-emerged out of the woods (just in time for a battle) driving a carriage with four dead Gnomes inside. This battle, I had to fling a few spells but, for the most part, I stayed far enough away to be able to flee if needed and close enough to still get paid.
Along the way to our city of destination, the annoying little man kept trying to befriend me. After noticing that he had kept the same stance in battle as I, I asked if I may see his spell book. He hastily handed off his book and I quickly noticed that many of his spells were from the school of Necromancy. He had mentioned he was a wizard to the group, but kept this little bit of information to himself. He might prove to be useful, so I may give him a little attention.
We arrived at our destination and the retarded one quickly made off with all of the spoils from the party's battles. I probably would have done the same, but I definitely wouldn't have made it so obvious. I headed off to the local tavern as it has been days without a drink and I can feel the trembling starting. While there, the cleric of the group mentioned that there was a family looking for someone to cleans their new home of spirits and other monsters. Seeing as our latest endeavor was now resting at a temple and we had received our pay, I guess I was now being considered part of the group. I was about to take my leave and sever my ties with this group, but the name of the Manor sounded familiar. I will have to look into this further before I part ways.
