If not for his protruding lower jaw and larger than normal lower fangs.....he just might be mistaken for a human. Well sometimes.
Height: 5’ 11”
Weight: 178 lb.
Skin color: Dark tan
Hey there, Mom.
I know that it has been awhile since I wrote to you last. I figured that it would be better this way. I mean with all that had happened I didn’t want to draw attention to you and yours. You get enough harassment about me as it is.
Just know that I am doing well for myself. You’ve taught me well. I am in the city that we discussed right now. You were right. This place is large enough so it would be hard to find me. There is only one problem. I think I am with a group of … Well, I’m with a group. The group’s leader has a name that I would have killed myself if I had it. And I thought the my name was bad.
I am sure that you will hear about my exploits sooner rather than later, but I am sure that you would want to hear it from me first. As more of a heads up rather than anything else though. The leader’s name is Hovan. See what I mean? He seems to know what to do in a fight. It’s strange. I feel more confident and sure of what we are doing with him around. There is the typical “scrap and Surly” Dwarf named Brigga. Seeing him in action, though, I can see how dwarves got their reputations. Have you ever seen a thing called a teifling? Well, I have now. Her name is Hope. Gotta say, though. Not so scary at first sight. I wasn’t weary of her until she called on Dispater and flung some sort of stuff from her hands that I can only explain as fire smoke and lightning all mixed together. She’s cute, though. YOUNG. But cute. And a hell of a mouth on her. There is a elf lady with us, too. Her name is Althea and her eyes are little weird looking. It kind of hard to talk to someone with no pupils. She’s a mage. She calls herself an Eladrin. To me an elf is an elf. Kind of keeps to herself sometimes. I think that she has confidence issues.
Anyway, as for the exploits. I warn you, mother. You Know me. I don’t do anything small. The Baron was murdered here. No, I didn’t do it. I was low on money and quite frankly really hungry. So I followed the group I heard had been “hired” to find who the killer was. I saw that they had a second dwarf with them at that time. I think he was a cleric. Only thing is I think he had to go someplace for he wasn’t with them for that long. That was when I thought that I could make my move.
I spread a little innuendo to a guy at the bar they were heading to that Hovan was there to question him about the barons murder. I didn’t expect the fight to get as out of hand as it did but it did, so yeah, I had helped them out. It only took a small amount of convincing to talk them into letting me into their little group.
Well to make a long story short; while working together, we found out that Bishop Giovanni had the baron killed in hopes that his daughter would easier to manipulate. Though, it is my belief the baron’s daughter may have been more involved with the plot, nothing could be proven. Even if she were though nothing could be done about it.
Anyway, I’m a hero now! Go figure. I received a BOON. Don’t know what good it is. Not even sure what to do with it. I’m sure that I will think of something though.
Well, that’s about it as far as what has been happening with me. So what’s new with you? Any new guy in your life? Strange visitors?
Your loving son,Kurgul
Well, now I’ve gone and done it. My group has now stopped a slaving ring. How could I get myself into these situations? Let me tell you.
It all started while Hope was showing me around the city. We were just minding our own business when these guys attempted to jump us from the alleys. Hope and I were able to fend them off with the help of a, believe it, drunken paladin named Uther.
With his help, we were able to break into their headquarters, beat down their teifling leader who called himself Despair. Although, through a bit of heavy coercion we found out that not only did the guy make up his own name, but his real name was Carl. We also found that he was working for an orc named Thag.
Mom, I am not sure if he was the one. If he was, he no longer is a problem. Get to the best part later. You know how I like to keep up the suspense.
Well after we got the info we needed, Hope and I when to tell the others what we found. Little did we know that the rest of the group had been approached to help find out if an orc incursion had taken a town near by. Hope and I hurried to try and catch up to them. Upon catching up with them Hope and I found that there was an addition to our merry band of heroes. A half-elf ranger with a pet wolf. Her name is Teagan and her wolf’s name is Caiden.
After comparing info, and with very little insight, we were able to reason that the info Hope and I had gathered and the mission the rest of the group were sent on were related. We all headed toward the town and found a bunch of orcs forcing some humans to harvest grain for their war effort. After freeing as many of them as we could, we were able to get a hold of one of their grain wagons by intimidating the driver. I was able to convince the wagon driver that if he helped us we would allow him to live.
It was sort of funny when the wagon driver tried to convince me to turn on the other and join Thag. I was tempted for just a moment, though, I have to admit. The thing that convinced me not to betray my comrades was the fact that I think they have become my friends. I know it seems presumptuous, but I see them that way.
Anyway, I convinced the driver that I was going to betray my friends and because of that we were able to infiltrate the orc controlled town without much incident. We were even able to make our way to Thag’s headquarters and gain entrance. Only that was as far we got before we had a fight on our hands.
We were able to force our way in enough to find that Thag was actually dead and that they were attempting to bring him back somehow. Well, as you know, we couldn’t allow that. Only, try as we might, we could stop him from being brought back to life. It was obvious that he was not brought back to full strength though. Well that, and he threatened all of us with our lives if we didn’t leave. So, yeah, we had to take him down. And, mom, I got the killing shot. Though, I have this sinking feeling that there is something that I am missing. If you know anything about Thag, let me now.
Ps. – How are things with you?