*a Small Child Walks Into The Vale*

[cman64 66]

Late one night, a child of hairy feet trudged into the vale, sleepy-eyed and unable to stay awake for much longer. His small footsteps echo through the small town as his large eyes gaze at its size.

 

His efforts brought him to a bustling Inn, where his daring, little arms reached over and grasped the handles, opening the rush of music and ale.

 

Overwelmed, tired and weary, he stumbled in, collapsing face first onto the floor, a rather large baby crab scuttling over the child's body, looking nearly the size of the child's own head!

 

The inn would go silent for a moment, and continue their merry times as the child lay sleeping, appearing to have a small note on his sleeve.

 

*The note is crumbled, wet, but readable*

 

"To whomever finds this child, 

 

His parents were eaten by the giant crabs, a terrible tragedy. i saw the bones of small humanoids by one of the rather large crabs, nothing left except a silver-plated pipe.

This should be with the child. 

Also, a baby crab, much smaller than the normal newborns of the giant crabs, seemed to have taken a liking to the child.

 

take care of him."

 

*The note ends abruptly*

 

((hey, I have been a past halfling for those who remember me. i was Fredegar Mugwort, the banker. Dr. Argrippin Strabo, the doc, surgeon, and "pharmacist". i played through Lenfarthing, summerset shire, and more.  recently I have been meaning to come back, and start fresh. reply RPly if you choose to take the child home with you, push him out of the Inn, or spill some ale on him :P Please also re-add me to the skype chat))

[Lirinya 4021]

*Lorna would be found sitting by the fire inside the inn, reading over a small, tattered book. She jumps at the sound of the child collapsing. Avoiding the odd looking crab at all costs, she removes her vest jacket with her uninjured arm and drapes it over the child. 

 

She gives the child once over, not noticing any obvious injuries she pushes herself up and heads back to her original spot. She crouches down into her bag and produces half a cooked, cold fish, wrapped up in a piece of tatty cloth and a small vial of water. She rests them beside the sleeping child.

 

She carefully strokes his head as he sleeps, the crab seeming to be keeping its distance from her. Occasionally glancing around at the others around her.*

[cman64 66]

Dill would squirm slightly in his sleep as the jacket is draped over him. His black hair seems to be in knots, and the child himself looks filthy from dirt, rain, and sweat during what appeared to be a long journey.

 

The orange crab would scuttle near the child, getting closer progressively until it was close to Lorna. The Crab then would scuttle back, finding a small spot underneath the jacket as if overwhelmed by the sudden amount of large, round-bellied halflings. 

[Heff 2460]

Fumble giggles "That crab'll make a good stew!"

[cman64 66]

The crab would hiss at Fumble, snapping its claws

[Heero 4092]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.