Richard W.

[Kaiser 2347]

Richard sits, next to the flowing river and the cool breeze that whips his feet, he plays the his lute. He is small, as most Halflings, no shoes and furry hair, only 50 of age, different even to Halflings. I could not tell you much about little old Richard, even HE could not tell you much, as you see, he doesn't know much. He awoke next to this large tree, with no memory of anything, not even his name, he only knows it because it was sewn onto his clothing. "Richard?" he says as he reads the threads "Well that seems fitting! W? Well, that could stand for anything.... Ah, I must not stress my mind now, I am confused enough..." You see, Richard didn't mind being out in the wilds, as I said, he is an odd Halfling. He felt it peaceful and quiet, and a great day to play his lute. He only had the close on his back and a sack with some bread, an odd book with Gibberish of stories [Very Halflingey stories] a tobacco pipe, a very small dagger [Which gave him a quite a scare] some minas, and necklace of gold. He has no care for money or adventure, but by damn, this day would not go waste just because he forgot his entire life!

He sat, for a while, and played. He smoked a little and ate some, he drank some water and hummed up some new songs to himself, but he didn't seem to mind the ever approaching night. He decided to head home, so he packed his things up [not his lute, he must keep playing!] and began to walk through the forest. "Well now" he mumbled "I do not have a home! Or I have lost it out in these woods! I will be the first in my family to lose an entire burrow... or, maybe not!" He chuckled at his own joke, and began his walk through the woods, as the sun set in the distance...

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