- Markshire PCs:
Me and Sun then set off ta fetch the gloves what belonged to the King oâ€™ the boogles. I know, I writ that before. Anyways, Off we went, neither oâ€™ us knowinâ€™ exactly where the boogle cave was.
I think Sunâ€™s at least as bad as me at findinâ€™ places. I had an old map I once made oâ€™ how to get there but I forgot ta mark which end oâ€™ it was up. But when we found a stream that Iâ€™d sketched out with a little squiggle on the parchment, me and Sun knew we was gettinâ€™ kinda close to the Ogre Fortress.
Now, acordinâ€™ to my map, we either had ta go south east . . . or north west, dependinâ€™ on how ya was holdinâ€™ the map. We picked south east and there it was! The Ogre Fortress!
We musta killed at least ninety seven oâ€™ those ogres between us, before me and Sun got to the middle oâ€™ the courtyard! Mayhap sixty three oâ€™ â€˜em! Which ever number is bigger.
Then we tore down the steps leadinâ€™ to the mines, and before ya knew it, we was sloshinâ€™ through a long tunnel full oâ€™ foul smellinâ€™ water. I think mayhap the Ogre Castleâ€™s sewers must drain into it from somewhere. Ya know, I been in this tunnel before, and deep into the mines beyond the tunnel, but I ainâ€™t never seen so many boogles in my life as there was that night!
They must oâ€™ been havinâ€™ a convention or somethinâ€™! They was cominâ€™ at us from all directions! Even droppinâ€™ down on us from off oâ€™ the roof! And Sun . . . well, the girl just donâ€™t miss with that bow oâ€™ hers! We fought our way deeper and deeper and finally, with the two oâ€™ us exhausted and almost outta healinâ€™ kits, leaninâ€™ on each other ta keep from fallinâ€™ down in a heap, there he was! The king oâ€™ all the boogles! Standinâ€™ there in front oâ€™ us, proud as punch, hands on his hips, just darinâ€™ us ta take those gloves away from him!
It was the way he was standinâ€™ all puffed up and feelin’ so good about himself, that gave us the energy to whack him hard, and down he went! But he had no gloves on him. We looked around a bit and Sun found a box sittinâ€™ behind some huge chunks oâ€™ ice.
We both cleared the ice, she popped the box open and glory be! The boogle kingâ€™s gloves was right there in the box! She grabbed â€˜em quick, stuffed â€˜em in a safe place, and we made our way out oâ€™ the mines, and back to Foothold.