[Jerr Conner]

Chapter Three: Xan, Misunderstood Player?

Right now, I'm a level 3 Fighter and a Level 3 Thief. After Monty and Xzar went on their honeymoon, we picked up Xan into the group.

It's quite interesting to watch the Depressed Elf talk to Imoen.

"Life is so hollow. We should just lay down and die. Do I make you horny, Immy?"

"Don't call me Immy!"

After a short conference with Jaheira and Khalid, we agreed to pick up that Lyrically-Challenged Bard called Garrick, in Beregost. Now we have him hitting on Imoen! She told me if I don't get rid of one of them soon, both of them and I will wake up women in the morning!

I promised her as soon as I find a new shortsword, preferably one with a +2 enchantment and a cool name, we'd drop Garrick and find somebody new.

We've heard that there's a Stone Maiden at the Nashkel Carnival, or a Ranger at High Hedge. I may end up picking up both.

Before leaving Beregost, I talked to two halfling fellows in two seperate bars. Both Zhurlong and Purdue seemed a bit uncomfortable with my leers. Didn't help that Imoen kept plying me with ale...now I find that Zhurlong has stolen money from me, and Purdue is missing a short sword! We found some orcs holding Zhurlong's boots in the south. They complained about getting Athlete's Foot or something.

Then some gnolls gladly gave up Purdue's sword, they were done picking their teeth with it. Both were thankful, but obviously not thankful enough to indulge me with dinner and a play! However, Zhurlong did give me 115 gold.

Before leaving to search for a new sword, I bought the Shadow Thief Armor. Next, we went south of High Hedge. It took some convincing to keep Garrick from defeathering and cooking that talking chicken. He's still mad at us, but Imoen is happy as he hasn't the mood to hit on her. We returned Melicamp to his master, and his master cast an Antichickenator spell. Melicamp quickly thanked us.

Back to the south, the party ran into Bassilus. I quickly hid in shadows and positioned myself behind him, then Imoen had a conversation with him. Apparently he thought Xan was his dad, and he killed all of his undead. A backstab and two hits later, he was dead.

After collecting the reward, we went in search of a new short sword. Supid, STUPID, bandits indeed!

[ 03-05-2004, 10:16 PM: Message edited by: Jerr Conner ]