Belladonn Deeppockets

[Belladonn]

G'day sir, I have been told by a human priestess to talk to you.

The stodgy clerk shakes his head behind his desk. not another little one, they are always such a pain.

Anyway I was told to tell you a little bit about myself...so...hmmm...where to begin. Ok, I like pie...thicketberry being my favorite...Oh some of my favorite memories of childhood would be swimming in the lake with my friends...teasing Big Carl...then being dared to steal Old Lady Ghubbin's thicketberry pies off of her sill...you would think she would learn to put them somewhere else to cool after getting four or five stolen...but i must have stolen at least one hundred...mmmm thicketberry pie.

The disgruntled census worker rolled his eyes the Bayles don't pay me enough for this. Ok that's enough you can go...he stamps a leaf of parchment and hands it to the little woman.

She reaches up and grabs the piece of paper with remarkable dexterity.

But you didn't even ask my name....

NEXT!

but...but...

NEXT!

Eyes down she slinks out the door...and a dwarf enters

Hello sir my name is...

The census worker doesn't hear him since he seems to be too busy looking for his gold plated quill....

[Slyfoot M'Zors]

( Welcome abord Belladonn, good to have you here. I am sure your tales and wonderful opinions will be great fun to read. Again, welcome!)

[Zugarok]

Yum! Halfling stuffed wit pie. Me tink dat tast best!

[Nikkii O'seth]

Agh another halfling... I hate halflings and all the small races you annoy me to no end.

[Belladonn]

How could you find me annoying...I mean I would think that someone like you wouldn't even realize that someone like me was around. Old Walt always taught me not to talk to Dark Elves anyway.

He said, "Bell...never talk to dark elves...they never have anything good to say and worse yet they are cheap and never keep the proper coinage in their wallets...there was this one time I tried to talk to a dark elf and while he went on and on about torturing some gnome or something I looked in his purse and he only had 5 tunar...by Bristlebane I thought...then there was the time that a Dark Elf, an Ogre and a Monk walked into the tavern..."

Well he said alot more, but you really don't care anyhow. So I guess the annoyance is mutual...and while I am on the subject of Tier D'al. Did you have to take up residence in that huge ditch between Rivervale and Bobble Bywater and I don't know about you but aren't those spoilers that hang out by the river a nuisance beyond no end...I hope all the flaming gobs that fall in your "forest" your word not mine, Kithicor is my forest...singe all your hair so there

[tzukeil7]

Don't cross me halfling..and you have nothing to fear.

(Welcome aboard