Board Thread:Lore Texts/@comment-72.179.173.48-20170722202421

(pre-formatted) #title: Lorgarn’s Journal - Entry #163

#author: Lorgarn

#types: rhun dorwinion

I was out collecting herbs one day when I saw something strange happened. I came upon some Easterling soldiers. These guys seemed to be much jollier that the average soldier, so I asked one what was so interesting. With a twinkle in his eye he pulled out a pot made of some metal. I looked at him strangely and he just laughed while gesturing me to be quiet. I humored him. He took careful aim, and then threw it at a bird! The bird was hit! It burst into flames! The bird fell to the ground and I felt like this man really had earned an achievement having hit that bird from that far away and killing it. We walked up to the bird and inspected it. It was a {choose:seagull/bluebird/grackle} and even though the feathers were singed there were {num:2,3} salvageable. We found no meat on the bird. I felt a kinship with this Easterling and stayed with him for a night. I found out his name was {name:rhun_male} We ate, we drank, and then he had to go back to his army. I wished him ado and continued on my way.

#- Copn_the_Wizard   