So you want to know about the good old me. You might want to get some drinks and sit tight for this. It is very long. No, I mean it. And while you are at it, you might as well get me a drink. Now as I was saying, I was pretty much spoilt child. Ma and Pa are really famous and they wanted to spoil me as much as I can. But us, halflings, don’t stay in one place for long. It’s boring and I was tired of being in their shadow as much as I tried to be on their level so I’m off. Starting slow was also boring. You have to do the usual spring cleaning and clean all of these little green goofballs with people you do not know. But it paid off when you got a good tingly feeling and know that you become stronger. Did I stay with the group? No. I’ve never even met my true companions until the next adventure where I got kidnapped by fairies for looking like a child. It was not a good meeting at first. There were some pew-pew and chika-chika there and back. With insults, gunfire, whatever you name it. It was epic. You should have seen it. Same with the prancing annoying flyers who nabbed me but we are good friends now. Apparently, if you help them, they give you all this fluffy power that can do all kinds of weird stuff. It’s worth it, I guess. Well, I think that’s all. What? It’s short? What have you been drinking? People fell asleep when I have gone through my whole story for the last umpteenth time. Oh, is it because you are so into it? I guess that make sense. When will I have more adventures? Who knows? Maybe now, maybe later. There is this ‘Crucible’ rumor floating around so it may be soonerish than you think. When I am done you want to become the first one to hear it? Heh, don’t push your luck like an excitable kitty, big folk. Chances are I might not be in the mood to share.
