The Rise and Fall of Glamorfell

Note / Journal from Wally to the Fey Tristessa

short and sweet, he's no poet.

Hey girl,

So I got some good news to report, though i reckon you already heerd about it. 3 more generations on the side of man! Challenge of the Fang? Check!

Seem strange to me there be so many talking wolves in this forest, appear to me they be in the majority, hell i ain’t seen a non-talkin wolf for months!

It was a fine victory for us tho- full of puzzles and tests of our temperment and such. Finally endin’ in us scaling up a walking treant and storming a hut….
Maybe you had to be there.
Then carving an old woman, still kickin!, from inside some kind of stomach pouch of a witch-wolf!

Speakin of which though, it was a pretty close call for this heer correspondant- but it coulda been worse! That old witch we done pulled out of the wolf-belly told me i got the lycanthropee. Explains why some’a my wounds were a little weepy and itchy. Anyhow, long story short, i been born anew in the old narlmarch! Sad day we couldn’t do the same for my buddy Kundal, he was suffering from the same ‘ffliction and out at all hours of the night assaultin’ them little halflings. But we gave him a hell of a send off!

You know I ain’t much for writin. But we goin’ be having us a big party soon – y’all should come on by!

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