Once Upon A Time [PK]

[Trigamar 77]

Once upon a Time

[PK]

Once upon a time, there was a brave halfling, who wished to sail the seas.

Once upon a time, there was a smart halfling, who wished to write a book.

Once upon a time, there was a young halfling, who wished to live.

Once upon a time, Polo Gardner died. He died, after both sailing the seas, and writing a book. But not how he wanted.

No, his sailing was that of pain, his book was that of sadness.

Once upon a time, a young halfling died.

Not from his sailing. Nor from his book.

But from betrayal.

Once upon a time, a smart halfling died.

Tricked and trapped, slashed and whacked.

Once upon a time, a brave halfling died.

Broken.

And abandoned.

Isn’t that right, Mr. Robbinson?

 

 

Spoiler

I’ll be honest.
I did not want to PK Polo.

But reviving him would’ve made for a bit of a sticky situation. There would be a lot of confusion. Because for all intents and purposes, everyone thought he was dead. His body was set to be buried, his funeral celebrated. For all intents and purposes, he was dead.

So sadly, this is the end of my adventure with Polo. I wish that it could’ve continued for longer, but the end is final.

It was a good run.

 

       – Trigamar

 

And so the time ripens,

one day you’ll see,

what was wasn’t right.

And never will be.

[NotEvilAtAll 10906]

Filibert Applefoot sighs ”Another good ‘alflin’ lad los’ ter t’a impropers. When will ‘t end?”

[Notic 953]

Sean sat down in his empty living room, beginning to sob uncontrollably, “Why, of all toimes, why now?” He said, his voice cracking. He felt around, grasping the cold hilt of his blade. It was time to settle the score.

[Little__Lady 339]

Anne Gardener sits on her bed staring across the room to the now forever empty bed of her twin brother. Just like the empty bed Anne two is empty having lost her other half.  Sitting in her room she makes a promise, “Polo oi promise yeh he’ll pay. Oi failed yeh twice oi won’ do et again.”

[Jade_Emen 203]

Isalie stares out towards the sea. Blood still stains her dress, the blood of her babe. Why? Why did such a horrible thing have to happen? She stares out at the sea, feeling the breeze on her face. Her family loves the sea. Her Polo loved it dearly. What better place to leave him to rest? She makes a mental note, and continues to stare out to the sea, all of her tears shed. She wants to cry, her soul screams and wails, but she cannot. Her baby boy is gone, her only son. Her twins were miracles, for she did not think she could have children. And now she has to watch Anne grow up, split from her twin. What a cruel fate indeed. Isalie stares out towards the sea. She’s lost so much. When will she stop losing?

[Osoa 46]

Taurin sat down at the Spicy docks, his legs hanging over the edge and his toes just touching the water. He didn’t cry, he didn’t sign, he felt one thing and one thing only. Anger. His mind was flooded with memories of Polo, from his initial birth to finding him, skinny, tired, and slightly crazy, underneath a tree near Morsgrad, and he suddenly got up and sprinted towards the Puddlefoot burrow. Taurin wanted revenge.

[Britannicvs 2508]

Alfie Greenholm decided in spite of his own personal feelings about Isalie’s parenting, he would go and offer his condolences to a mother who had just lost her child.