"The best kind of feast
Is the one you go home from
With food still in your belly
With wits still in your head
With blood still in your veins"

- Goliath Proveb

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Ellywick is very upset. I attempted to ease her upset with a carefully proportioned application of sympathy, liquor and jazz. It had mild theraputic effects, however the unexpected arrival of several innebriated compatriots from out earlier adventure overrode any efforts I might make.

They successfully distracted Ellywick…

Will,

I hope this letter finds you well. Currently I write to you in a state of dire digestive distress. We recently visited a nearby forest on a quest in search of some lost hunters. The good news is we found most of them unharmed! 

More good news, there are a great many interesting forms of fungus in the forest! You may remember I have a certain affinity for certain types of mushrooms - or rather, the side effects of consuming certain types of fungus. Or anything. 

I digress.

I had set upon my…

....

The adventurers were set upon

by large, ferocious badgers

the druid, Mako, friends had made

and soon the fight was done

Soft-hearted were the company

No bloodshed did they make,

the badgers sleeping peacefully

due to Mako’s strong animal husbandry

Still the rescuing was not yet finished

only the servants had been saved

the viscount in the forest lay

its dangers still unwitnessed

To save the servants one and all

a plan was swiftly hatched

to make badgers of all of them

to cover them with piss and prevent a…