As Helios the lordly sun arose from his darkened chamber and let his glorious radiance fill the void, Tjorn the Hypercrybarian and I journeyed forth from our abode amongst the flowery branches to the city of Mule Camp to see the wondrous and giant beasts of burden and their handlers. But alas we were too late and missed their encampment.
We decided to rest at the Fields of Wilshire near the dark forest. There we enjoyed our time with the activities of the Goblin Hordes. We later traversed the stone pathways to an outpost where we able to purchase many succulent delights, amongst them a rare orange Dew of the Mountain. Upon returning to our abode amongst the flowery branches we feasted upon our spoils and now I find sleep softly singing his sweet lulling melody into my tired ears.
