Session 47 (as told by Eyvindr)

Sung to the tune of!

Now this is a story all about how
Our wheat got sled-run back to town
And I liked to take a minute just sit down, Holmes
And tell you how we got the stuff for a sled made of bones.

Iiiiiiin east-facing mountain dens, helped a fey
In his hovel is where we started out our day
Chillin out, maxin, checking out terrain
While the guy who wasn’t Litli’s father turned gold into grain
When a couple of cows who were ugly as sin
Showed up with the magic cart we’d travel in
We loaded things up and the fey was glad
And said “don’t travel in the day or your speed will be bad”
We hemmed and hawed, asking for more loot
But he didn’t have things we could use en route
He gave us some bones for our magical sled
So we went on our way and tried not to to be dead

First day out, things were alright
Except for the things that attacked in the night
Is this what we should expect on our trip?
Hmm…let’s abandon ship
But wait, except Leaf, we’re doing just fine
Perhaps pantsless schoolgirl guys are in decline
I wasn’t quite sure, so when things were aligned
I kicked him away and left him behind

Well, ah, the town got close, it was nearly in view
When a scary guy came up and nearly ran us all through
Now that it was light we could stand and do battle
And keep the magic ogre from killing our cattle
We gathered the party and started combat
Though Litli was effective like the tiniest cat
If anything I can say I had that fight down
But I thought “Nah, forget it, let’s head into town!”

We pulled up to the farm after six or eight days
Of hauling back wheats and helping out feys
We sent out the goods, mighty heroes were we
And we had a good rest and got to level three

Session 46

Leaf’s Log 18 Yule (89th day of wizardry)

Not Litli’s Father, Lotli, visited Nýjarheim . Apparently he was attacked by a bunch of pants-less schoolgirls who shot fireballs at his invisible flying horse (at least according to Eyvindr). He wanted us to escort him home. We agreed, and were attacked by the pants-less schoolgirls’ minions and later by some skeletons. After getting him home he gave us some bones for our bone sleigh and some wheat to take back to the village.


Actually hit a fey with a spear.
Actually hit a fey with an arrow.
Successfully found food in the forest.


Tried to help Eyvindr pull a plow. Housecat was stronger.
Tried to make lanyard for Litli. Made a bird’s nest instead.
Looked for fey in the forest. Noticed them after Eyvindr sprouted an arrow.
Cast a spell. Hit a tree.
Fired an arrow. Hit a tree. Three times.
Lotli was replaced with a stone statue. Didn’t notice until the next day.
Fired an arrow. Hit a mountain. Twice.
Thought piercing worked well on skeletons. Learned otherwise.

My success to failure ratio has increased to 0.375. This is much better than the 0.174 that I had as a bard. However I still fail to comprehend how the others manage to get above 1.0. Maybe I should try ranger. That doesn’t seem too hard.

Session 44 (as told by Eyvindr)

Sung to the tune of!

Everybody gather ‘round and listen to my song!
No! Don’t get up and run away; I swear it won’t take long!
It’s all about our youngest folk and all the good they do,
So listen now, and don’t spit on them when they talk to you!

Evindr of the Lastname clan can toss a horse alone
can haul more than a giant and checks in at sixteen stone.
He doesn’t have a silver tongue, and speaks more than he should,
but since he’s large, nobody stops him, even if they could.

Finnola Randulfsdottir is a paragon of light,
Descended from the great Hallbjörn, she channels Baldur’s might.
She’s smart and nice and beautiful and heals you with pizzazz
But I don’t need to tell you that since she already has.

Leaf, the son of Faraldr, is quite the average guy.
He tried to be a bard one time, but that has gone awry.
He now casts spells (not many, though), but still he isn’t great.
Who knows how many jobs he’ll try before he plays one straight?

Litli is a little man, as strange as he is small:
He swings his fists in fights and doesn’t use an axe at all.
Often folks don’t see him, or think that he’s a mime.
(Someone tell him whisper gnomes don’t whisper all the time!)

Their story starts some days ago, when early in the morn,
A druid asked them to go check on farmers left forlorn
Who had not come to Meiðarhöll for far too many days.
They quickly found one house ransacked, another set ablaze.

The found a perpetrator (on whom they put the blame
because they all were bushed, and he was someone new to maim).
They talked a lot and chased him off (a mighty victory!)
But found him soon and fought a bear while he went absentee.

The next day came, and all as one, they stormed his secret lair
Allied with a super dog! (I guess Unnr was there).
They fought a wolf (not well) (but still, the point is that they won)
And when had they saved everyone, their starting quest was done.

So those of you who stuck around, thank you for your ear,
And worry not, for we will all protect our great frontier!
(Though everyone should know that I can’t make a song each night,
for since I’m a barbarian, I cannot read or write.)



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