THE GAMER'S MESSAGE

[Le_Psit 405]

[!] Letters are scattered throughout Honeyhill

" 'Ello fellow denizens o' 'Oney'ill sum o' ya may knoo me bu' fer t'ose w'o don', t'e name's Nimblefoot, Breasal Nimblefoot.
T'ese recen' years A've seen a lo' o' trouble aroond 'Oney'ill, spida's, soldia's, mice. So fer t'e sake o' ma kin A'm runnin' fer S'errif.
Noo A knoo A'm nae strong or wise, bu' A 'ave ma wi's, an' t'a's w'a' kep' me alive in t'e s'ree's o' Norlan' growin' up.
Sum o' ya knoo jus' 'ow far A'll go tae protec' ya an' t'e village, A woul' do anyt'in' fer ma kin. A 'ave groon eva' since A arrived 'ere, A've
become a Proper 'Alflin' an' A can personally talk tae t'e Kin' o' 'Aense fer any issue we'd need 'elp wi'.
So make sure tae t'ink 'o me in t'e upcomin' elec'ions.

Yours Truly,
Breasal Nimblefoot, Your lovable Rogue"

[NotEvilAtAll 10906]

“‘E’d do ah pre’’eh good job as Sherrif oi t’ink” comments Mimosa Applefoot, halfling of Honeyhill  “Oi dunnae wha’ ‘e did down t’ere, bu’ ‘e an’ t’a othah adven’urers go’ meh offerin’s back, so tha’s a pre’’eh good record o’ good deeds far as oi’m concerned.”