- Markshire PCs:
Oh geez, itâ€™s been ages since I took up me pen to jot somethinâ€™ down! Well, mainly â€˜cause there ainâ€™t very much happininâ€™ here in Markshire whatâ€™s good ta writ about, you know?
â€˜Cept for me and my good friend Sir Aeton, the gate Guard in Foothold and a few others I sees now and then, there aintâ€™ noboby left in town . . . or anywhere else, for that matter! Nope! Not a soul! I heard most folks is camped out somewhere just outside Lord Markâ€™s castle, Theyâ€™s all millinâ€™ â€˜round, gettinâ€™ really antsy and impatient, snappinâ€™ at each other, sometimes even drawinâ€™ their weapons!
Theyâ€™s all waitinâ€™ for Lord Mark to get that new wagon oâ€™ his up and runninâ€™! You remember . . . the wagon I told you about a few pages back? The one Lord Mark bought whatâ€™s got all the bells and whistles hanginâ€™ off oâ€™ it and the five wheels, each one wantinâ€™ to go its own way?
You know . . . the one with the huge map what keeps droppinâ€™ down in front â€˜o the driver blockinâ€™ his view? Yup! That one! The fancy improved wagon Lord Mark sayâ€™s heâ€™s gonna use to take all oâ€™ us off to some better place where the sunâ€™s forever shininâ€™ and thereâ€™s a pot oâ€™ gold sittinâ€™ at the end oâ€™ every rainbow, and it ainâ€™t nearly as cold as it is here in Markshire!
Between you and me, I ainâ€™t thinkinâ€™ that wagonâ€™s worth half what he paid fer it! Itâ€™s too big, too bulky, too hard to handle, and . . . it seems Lord Mark and his friends ainâ€™t got no farther along learninâ€™ how to drive the damn thing than they wuz a few months back! I ainâ€™t lyinâ€™! Iâ€™m tellinâ€™ the truth!
Well . . . Iâ€™m kinda sure what Iâ€™m penninâ€™ down is the truth. Itâ€™s hard to tell how far along they is, learninâ€™ how to drive it, cause they donâ€™t post no up- dates on their progress! Some folks whatâ€™s camped outside the castle is even grumblinâ€™ â€˜bout wantinâ€™ the money back what theyâ€™s laid out fer trip tickets! Yup! There must be at least elevendy three people all signed up fer makinâ€™ the journey, whatâ€™s wantinâ€™ a refund on those tickets! â€˜Cept fer me . . .â€™cause I ainâ€™t bought no ticket yet.
I heard other folks is just driftinâ€™ away, one or two at a time, lookinâ€™ for new places to settle down or new worlds to explore! Thereâ€™s a good chance those folksâ€™ll never come back and what a terrible shame that would be!
If ya ask me, Lord Mark could make better use oâ€™ his time developinâ€™ some oâ€™ the land around the â€œOldâ€ Markshire, ya know? I mean thereâ€™s plenty oâ€™ land â€˜round this place what could use some developinâ€™ and Iâ€™m sure most oâ€™ us would pitch right in and give him a hand! Iâ€™m sure oâ€™ that!
We could even go about fixinâ€™ up that old burned out city what the Titan destroyed! Oâ€™ course, weâ€™d have to get rid oâ€™ the damn Titan first and doinâ€™ that would be quite a chore! We could clean out the â€œTemple in the Medowâ€, and finally rid it oâ€™ all the evil things whatâ€™s lurkinâ€™ in itâ€™s halls! Weâ€™d be needinâ€™ an army to do that Iâ€™m thinkinâ€™.
Anyways, I know nobodyâ€™s askinâ€™ me and Iâ€™m pretty sure Lord Mark would tell me to mind my own business â€˜bout the whole thing!
Sometimes men is like that, ya know? At times a manâ€™ll get headstrong â€˜bout a thing, even if it ainâ€™t such a good thing, and not want to let it go.Yup! when a man gets an idea â€˜bout somethinâ€™ stuck in his head, heâ€™ll be hanginâ€™ on to it fer dear life and there ainâ€™t nothinâ€™ short oâ€™ a good whack on the nogginâ€™ what can shake it loose from him!
Well, fer sure, I ainâ€™t gonna do no poundinâ€™ on Lord Markâ€™s head! Nope! Not me!! But . . . Iâ€™m hopinâ€™ mayhap Lady Markâ€™ll talk some sense into him, ya know?
All oâ€™ us would fer sure enjoy seeinâ€™ him and his wife sittinâ€™ comfy and cozy, atop his â€œOldâ€ wagon, clippity cloppin’ along the streets oâ€™ Markshire againâ€™! And oh geez, after a new paint job, a little oil on the axles, and grease on the bearings to stop the squeakinâ€™, I’m bettin’ he’d find out that “Old” wagon still works quite well!
I ainâ€™t forgot â€˜bout the brassy dragon me and the boys met awhile back in Thrymâ€™s pass . . . but my handâ€™s crampinâ€™ up from all this writinâ€™ Iâ€™m doinâ€™ and Iâ€™m sorry, but that taleâ€™ll just have to wait.