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The Crumpin' Crew
Buncha misfits I go’ fond of an’ I used ta hang out wi’ fer a long while. Sum good memories aye. Will drink ta ‘em tonight…
Korvis Vek
Unusual bloke. Bit taken wi’ the study of the dead an’ undead. Queer innit? Used ta store corpses an’ such surrounded by a buncha ice crystals underneath his room in tha’ shitty Hang Brains inn near the slums o’ Mikona. ‘ad himself a skellie warrior I named Bob. Mite funny his outlook on life. Guess tha’ wha’ happens when ye spend so much time wi’ the dead. I’ve ne’er seen him break the law an’ e’en acts o’ kindness ta the poor an’ such, tho’ he could be real mean when ‘e put his mind ta it. Easy ‘nuff ta get along wi’ an’ his studies inta the arcane summat times gave me info as well. Tried ta get him inta the Keepers, bu’ Shen would nay have none o’ the summonin’ of undead. Still think Korvis woulda bin a good addition. Eventually ‘e became a planewalker of sorts. Pity he decided ta leave fer good ta Hala .
JJ Jung
The cat’s whiskers if e’er thar were un. She could beat the crap outta most folk wi’ her bare hands aye. I remember when she were jus’ a fresh lass out ta find ‘er way. Heh… don’ doubt she’d be able ta lay me flat as well now… should take ‘er up on tha’ sumday. She became a member o’ the Dragon Order. Knew she were meant fer it e’er since she started tha’ bloody crazy walk. Wha’ is it wi’ all of ‘em? As if they canna keep a normal pace like us ordinary folk. Any’ow, wha’ I liked bout her were her spontaneous nature aye. If e’er thar were sum’n ye needed ta go explorin’ wi’, JJ were yer lass. Purty good at makin’ em poultices an’ potions too. Las’ I heard she ‘ad moved onta Deglos an’ taken up residence in the Dragon Order place.
Hebrin Maul
‘nother bloke from the Dragon Order. A lo’ less laid back than JJ tho’. He could flap tha’ fleggin’ tongue o’ his on mos’ any topic. Dunno wha’ these folk were fed at the Order bu’ they kin all bring the pain wi’ their bare knuckles an’ they all ‘ave the bloody urgency ta walk like thars a shite itchin’ ta git outta their arse. Hebrin were pretty focused on wha’ he wanted. Eventually took up the study o’ Mindbendin’. Sum purty nifty things ‘e could do aye. ‘specially tha’ jumpin’ from un place ta the other. Think ‘e called it portaition. Ne’er seen him lose his sense o’ direction. Summat like twins him an’ JJ cos they’d both luv ta jus’ wander bout discoverin’ new places. He’s doin’ well in the Order. Became a Grandmaster or summat. Keep me proud laddie.
Shelly Maroon
Me sailor mate. Calls ‘imself a gentleman sailor or Privateer or wha’ not, but I think ‘e wants ta be a pirate… or he could a’ready be un. Nay sure an’ I donna bother ta pry. The lad kin drink like a dwergen an’ still hold ‘imself. Made him a fair amount o’ gear in the beginnin’. Favoured the rapier an’ a dagger. Reasonable like wi’ locks an’ traps too, tho’ his expertise were spinnin’ yarns an’ talkin’ the skirts off the lasses. Remember thars this un suit I made fer him… cor, e’en I’d be scared o’ walkin’ in public wi’ those colours. Bu’ the lad ‘ad the flair ta pull it off. He’s bin doin’ well fer himself. Settin’ up trades ‘tween Andarr an’ Mikona. Saw ‘im at the Trade Fair the other day. Sportin’ a bloody plume feather hat an’ tha’ fleggin’ swagger o’ his. Mus’ remember ta give ‘im his armor next time.
Great buncha folk, an' I sorely miss the good times I 'ad wi' 'em fersure.