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It was a quiet, grabber-free walk to the Clock Tower. When we arrived, the scavenger hunt was on. Birgun found body parts and maggots, Nina and I turned up an iron key; we win. There was an actual healing potion and the arm of Birgun's is a large, stitched-together construct. He spent some time chasing people with it. Soon bored, we decided to climb the stairs. They went round inside the tower to the bell level before continuing outside. As I neared the exit, the large guys up front were yelling about rocks and goblins. Others started pie-facing their way to the excitement, while I took a more measured and empty-handed approach. There were sticks swinging, goblins screaming, even Oona cracked one of those huge heads. It was chaotic, and kids were actually bleeding, but everything stopped when Sam killed one with a Ray of Frost. He'd just become a Sorcerer, and was less than pleased with life; join the club. Then we noticed the roof was covered with coins and frenzy ensued. We are rich and I have a new plan forming. There were many broken things, but a box survived. It has the image of Sarenrae and seems to be the same wood as Lugh's temple. My key opened it to show a real holy symbol, and we let Lugh keep them. Macer was really bleeding, so Lugh gave him the potion from downstairs. The flesh grew back together like nothing ever happened; I am impressed. We scrambled down, jingling like warriors, with the intent of leaving before the women Nina overheard arrived. Birgun stopped us. He decided to use his monster arm to scare anyone following us instead of selling it(and probably getting the wrong kind of attention). We thought about it and I rigged it to swing out when the door opened. Birgun stuffed goblin parts in the hand to make it nastier. We ran for the light, with a quick stop at the other light so Lugh could thank the Lady for the neat presents(and maybe for making the goblins real small). I remembered to use my spell to clean all the dirt and blood, so maybe we only get in trouble for being a little late. After hurried byes, I ran home to hide my fortune and get ready for our next adventure.

It's been several years since the Tower, things have changed. We played, had adventures, got in and out of trouble. With time, girls turn into women and boys grow taller. It's difficult to hold a simple conversation. To Father's disgust, that b$!%! Magic continues to elude me. I use any errand or excuse to move around the city, slip my leash. I've met some unsavory types, but they might as well be older brothers. I take all the risks and get very little for the effort. I don't think much of this current arrangement as a career choice, but might not have to worry about that. The sibs have ALL been on me about my upcoming boat ride. When I wiggle my fingers, things tend to open rather than explode(much less cleanup). So Father plans to ship me to family in Taldor to find me a purpose. He went to great lengths to bring his family to Magnimar and escape that degenerate snakepit whose only claim to fame are things that happened centuries ago. Now he sends me back there because I lack his magic.

This morning, Macer and Sam came by to collect me for another bright idea. Luckily, I had all my chores done and could slip out for awhile. Epher and the new guys had an adventure. Not sure about these new kids; if it weren't for Nina, I don't think they would be worth my time. We headed for the bridge, on top this time. Epher said there was a way into a piling, just had to get by the guards. Would have been easier if they all didn't know Macer because of his Dad. I just slipped by, much less talking. We climbed down the gecko carvings to a window, easy. Nina and I helped some of the others. Inside was stuff someone left behind, it was real old. Another room had candles and stuff that were handy in the dark. In the middle was a big, round room with more doors and a shaft in the center with stairs that went down forever. Most of the doors are barred or locked so I'll never know what's behind them. Locks really frustrate me. They are small pieces of metal put together by people, why can't I figure them out? I've had much time to think about them without success. Even a kitchen knife would be useful here, but I seem to be lacking one. Get one later; not from home, maybe from Odo's Second Hand Shop. I've never seen a first hand shop. Nina has long, slender hands............ In one room, we found a HUGE spider, probably good it was long dead. We all took parts, I got a big leg claw. There might have been a live one behind another door, but we didn't check. Looked some more and noise came from below. Someone said golem, but I didn't see one. Had to show up for lunch so it was time to leave. Nina and I had rigged some rope to help the climb, but it might have been funny if someone had slipped. They would have had to swim to the dock and explain to their mother how they got all wet. Nina said we should go to the bazaar for treats and she had money. I think she is my favorite person ever, don't know why she isn't part of our group. While eating, someone said our spider parts were worth money. He needed to go to Ramilus' shop, so we led him there(I pick things up there all the time). Turns out the parts are worth TWENTY GOLD, but only from Ramilus. He never stops talking, and Father would surely find out what I've been doing. Then he'll lock me up forever and I'll never get to play again. Lugh did me a huge favor and sold my claw, so now I have grown-up money. Have to hide it in the rafters from siblings. I can buy something nice for Nina, but I have no idea what. Life is really hard. Agreed to meet at the bridge after lunch, under it this time. Aftern all Epher and Bags' talk, only Nina showed up. Best day ever. We started in and Felu showed up late. I like it when she fusses over Vex; his leg thumps like the neighbor's dog getting his belly rubbed. Went to Sarenrae's shrine to look for a light, but it looked abandoned. The back door wasn't locked, and it was nicer inside. Lugh was real quiet and prayed some by the statue. Wasn't as neat as I hoped, but we're going to the Clock Tower next. Can't believe those guys baled on us, they are such children.

my name is Kelyn Morrn and I'm told that I am seven. Can't say for sure as I was pretty young when I got here, so can only consider this heresay. Have several brothers and sisters, all older than me. They tend to be very serious and study lots of old, smelly books. I read alot, but somehow I end up outside or on the roof, so I have a hard time finishing. Father disapproves. Mother says I'm her special joy, Father says I'm a late surprise; then he gives me a look. My brothers and sisters aren't bad, but they say I'm always underfoot and in their way, even when I climb up in the rafters. I do all I can to be like them and help, but after the exploding ink incident, I think Aelwyn turned me into a frog. It might just be dreams after a real spicy meal, but everything tasted like flies for several days. Some may wonder how I know what flies taste like, but I did say that I have older brothers. Mother and Father are powerful spellcasters from Taldor, and after travelling many places, settled in Magnimar to "get rich and raise a crop of mages"(Father's words). Mother has worked hard to teach me some things, but I think the gods were short of magic the day I got here. Father just gives me those looks. I have good friends to spend time with when I'm done with my chores and jobs, mostly. We play and explore elsewhere because Father doesn't approve and Aldryk calls Vex a Sudodragon and talks about making him a familiar. Sometimes, I get coins for errands that keep me "out of peoples hair". I don't know how I would get into hair, or why this would be a good idea. Nina has really nice, silky hair. She has hair every................. I try not to make Bronwyn mad. A goblin surprised her when we were down by the docks and he exploded and I don't think all the pieces ever came down. I wonder what they eat that makes them smell like that, maybe it wasall that fire. My friends and I play with some other kids, but some of them are real bossy and laugh alot when they do mean stuff. They must be somebody else's big brothers. I like spending time with Nina because she is very smart and not a loud klutz like those others. She's nice and has beautiful fur.......... Underbridge is sort of scary, but we're getting pretty good at dodging the smelly guys down there and finding interesting places. I don't think Father would consider this a proper career choice, so I guess it's back to reading musty books. Did I mention Nina has the most beautiful, pointy-toothed smile............. Father scowls if I talk about her, mumbling something about litters running loose in the house. I don't know what he's talking about, we don't get pets like Macer(I guess familiars don't count, they just smell and bite). Mother says I'll grow up and understand everything; how long does THAT take?

Dat jus ain't rite, but i got tym fur da sho.

Mashtoo's teats, wat da hek is goin on? Com down her for sum sport shuutin, an everthin goes sout. Foun a templ(?) wit da bes dekeratin EVER an flyin, neked wimen(if ya git pas da horns, bat wings, claws an stuf). Da holey guy went rite in(purty sure he got a ting bout horns) an i had a gude tyme pottin away til dey was ded or pooft. Kep wach wile da Klerk pluged da holey guy an uders wonderd roun. Git yeled "Giants"an i new it was a gude day(guna mak summun tak me ta da zuu an sho me dis wun trik poni i keep herin bout. Da big tent was opin shoin biguns playin wak-a-git, so i hada inerup der fun. GLORYUS! Der was meet everwer(nu bow dun gude), butt was over tu suun. Da bosey wun yelld bout savin uders an runnoft, so i foled ta see wat hed fin. Big lektrik sploshon an i turnd kornir to fin a pyl of guts wit his boots init(odd). Den i see da smelly guy digin tru pouchs an grinin at ME(veri odd) so i shot im ta giv im tyme ta simmr down(solid shot). Felt purty gude bout tings til a big hol opend in my gut( kyndir stings an loks famyler(relly odd)).

Wat da hek?! Were'severbody at? Howd i los a week? Wat did i drink, an is dere any more. All i member is goin to a lak, lookin at som roks, an... a lizerd, a big wite lizerd. Everbody wus blastin an hakin it, but i wuz only hitih it wit litl twigs. It finly lef an we heded for a cav. Maby i tiked off hier, or mayby da likor jus went bad(beter khek both).

Nuther fine day shot to heck! Go inta some dark, promisin tunnels lookin for mayhem and get parlor tricks. Da bad guy parently made "spooky halls" by tossin bales of halflin leaf on a bonfire. People ar runnin round shoutin at thin air, goin the rong way, an genrelly not preciatin a good buzz. Tired of this, herd some good screamin up ahead. Tru the fog, found the floor was rely above me, den was back wher it belonged(sprained my ankle worse runnin for an open bar). Da large, ugly(ugliest?) one took sum time to drop wit only minor bloodloss. Da quiet let me hear a fight goin in da furst room, but parently got a big lunful of weed. Was tinkin bout da furst giant I loped da heds off of(good times!) wen da shriekin draws me to da uder room. Mor uglies and sum fury guy wit a bent sword, so waded in. All had grat fun choppin dem to stewmeat, but den it got borin wil all da clarks did dere redin. Say dey found portant stuff, just hope its a fight worthy of da caluses on my butt! Ya no, dat sur is a fine lookin bent sword.

Again wit da ritin. Mob made it to Magnimar without losin anyone, amazin. Took two long days(with mandatory tavern breaks, of course) just to unload da heap of loot. Should have enjoyed it more cause da next part was worse den a honest job. Just wanted to trade some old gear and a pile of coin for some useful tings. First, I know dis is a big town and ya can't swing a dead goblin without hitin 50-60 roundears. Second, several of dem don't care much for dose whose skin ain't pasty pink. But really, does it always have ta come to bloody beatdowns and duckin da law just ta do some bisness? All I wanted was a bow dat's harder on giants(enuf is never enuf!) and armor of fornication(no wait,dat's Simon, da future father of Somebodies country) defnitly an F word, ta take some of da sting out of impalement. Lost a week while da rest were coolin dere heels in Sandpoint. Not my favorite place, but da Girl has a soft spot for it and our path leads back dere. Somethin bout another hole in the ground, dead guards, and dogs. I know we'll get back to snuffin bigguns soon, thank da Maker Amiko still stocks da good stuff.

What!? After a long day(week,month)of killing tings what needs it and pickin up all my spare parts to be stuffed back in, a soul just wants a bit to savor a taste of home. Don't want to rite bout stuff I seen or done. OK!! Was travelin to Ranik to help a friend havin some trouble. Met up with his little girl who was going the same way. She was with a bunch of yahoos, figured there was plenty of blood to go around. They don't have the best luck, go thru people like I go thru Oldlaw. Headed north toARE YOU KIDDIN ME, DIS COULD TAKE DA REST OF MY LIFE! Short version is that we killed lots of things(mostly giants),saved lots of ingrates(goes with the job), bled all over(ditto), and picked up a few trinkets along the way. Ended up in a room full of books(?), but are finally going back to Magnimar to unload this mountain of stuff we hauled thru the wilds. Be nice to replace some tings and not get disemboweled for a few days.