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It was a calm day in the Shire of Bywater, like any other, as Breasal would finish his breakfast he would begin his prayers in his personal shrine room "Wise Sageking Ogradahd, bless me with wits so that I may outsmart my enemies. Dear Lady Luck, grant me your blessing so that I will return to my family. Mighty Laklul, give me strength so that I may defeat my enemies. Lord Knox, Guardian of all Weefolk, watch over me so that I may protect those in need." After the prayers were finished, he'd gear up, with everything ready he'd start walking away from his burrow down to the shire's marketplace. "Lo paw! Are we training today?" his firstborn daughter Marigold Nimblefoot would ask, "Aye, are ya ready? Follow me then", the two would walk towards the lake near the village. Their training would begin, this time it was about weapon strikes, blocks and riposte. Moving in slow and soft movements the two would synchronize as their canes striked each other, "Good, in the same way ya adjust yar strikes and blocks, either higher or lower". Breasal would then hug his daughter "A have to go now dear, for my last adventure, ya behave yarself and listen to yar momma ok?" "Are you going to return paw?" Marigold asked as she hugged her dad as well. "Aye, A will, that's a promise. A love ya sweety" he said giving a kiss on his daughters forehead. Walking away from the Shire, he'd watch over it and appreciate it, "One last adventure" he said with a smile before putting on his pumpkin helm and leaving for Amathea. [Skip to the end of the battle] Finally, after hours of siege and fighting hundreds if not thousands of foul bugs, he'd catch a breath and tend to his wounds. Burned by acid the damage was light, with proper care and attention, the wounds would soon heal. Though witnessing the unending swarm of Mori and bugs, he too would evacuate with the rest of his group, grabbing some kind of trophy on his way out. Thus mounted on his trusted pony he'd watch as Amathea fell to the dark forces "One last adventure", he'd say to himself before leaving as fast as possible and towards to his beloved Shire. After arriving in Bywater, tired and mentally exhausted he'd put down his gear down and tend to his burns. "And now, it's time to retire, A am needed here. My family is my most beloved adventure, and A plan on being here for them". Thus a chapter came to a close, who knows, perhaps another Halfling would make a name for themselves; for now peaceful retirement is what awaits Breasal. (OOC: It was a really fun event, even though it was very late for me I still enjoyed it. I hope you enjoyed this perspective of my character, happy Easter and I hope to see you another time, see ya)
