DnD Wife Stories

The caravan traveled for two weeks along the banks of the river that ran in the direction they were going. They followed the natural path formed by other caravans going in the same direction for many generations. The caravan stopped to rest for the first time in a long few days. They had been riding hard, trying to make good time to the Sacred Clearing.

Throughout their journey, Sodia and her caravan has stopped periodically, usually once hunkered down for the night. To fill their large kegs of water and to water their horses as well. Water was a great commodity on this continent which meant Sodia was preparing for a large crowd to sell to at the festival. Since this was the last day before they reached the forest surrounding the Sacred Clearing, Sodia decided they would stop for the day to gather what supplies they could and leave in the morning.

It was the 6th of Nariza and as everyone settled down for the day, people discussed what they wanted to do with their time. Many wanted to gather from the surrounding area. Tobias needed ingredients and the others were looking for useful herbs and reagents. Everyone went off on their own to gather what they could, bringing back what they found to show the others. Tobias and Captain V did not fare well in their search but the others came back with interesting herbs and bits they had found. As the sun began to set, they made their camp for the night and Tobias cooked up some more food for the group.

After the meal, Luna approached Tobias. She asked if he had any rotten meat on him she could have. At first, he seemed alarmed that she would want putrid food, but his mind was put at ease when she explained that it was not for consumption but for other use she had in mind. Bricky asked why she would need such a thing and Luna had to explain that her spells sometimes required bits of things to make the spell work properly. She was just gathering what she might need.

“Oh so it’s for your cat?” Tobias asked.

“Well he doesn’t quite eat.”

“What, you don’t feed your cat?!”

“No, no, it’s not that I don’t feed him. It’s that he doesn’t need food. He’s not a real cat per se. I mean to me he is, he’s my friend, but…he’s magically created. Do you understand?”

“Not really, no.”

“Well, I made him, so he’s not real.”

Tobias looked at the purring black cat in Luna’s lap once more and to him it looked very real, but what did he know. He shrugged and went back to tending the food and fire.

“Is this your first time on the MyrRin continent?” he asked the group.

“Well yes, but I don’t appreciate all the questions if you don’t mind keeping them to yourself.” Captain V huffed a bit in annoyance at the questions.

“I-I’ve been here before,” Luna volunteered to keep the awkwardness at bay, “Not that long ago, I think.”

“Not a very memorable trip?”

“No, not that. I’m sure it was very memorable but I just don’t quite know how long its been. But, I’ve been here before. It doesn’t seem like very long ago but time is a little funny for me.”

“Vell, I vas somevhere und now I am here.” Brciky responded, equally as bewildered as everyone as to how he had gotten there.

“Did you just appear?”

“I don’t know how I got here.”

“Well, no offense but it looks like someone just put you together out of strange different parts.” Luna said with a wrinkle of her nose.

“That is kind of rude. You would look zis vay too if a building fell on you as vell.”

“Oh no, I wasn’t trying to be rude. You look perfectly fine. It’s just that, truthfully, like bits of stitched up different people. It’s not meant as a dig or anything. I do not mean to imply you are somehow inferior or anything like that. You seem of sound mind and you can speak so you are clearly a person. But, you do look a bit strange. I’ve never seen anything quite like you before. I’m a bit a of freak myself so it’s something to say I’ve never seen anything like you before.”

“Mine fruend had ears like yours.”

“You’re friend looks like me?”

“No, no just the ears.”

“Do you know where this person is?”

“They would be back home of course.”

“Back where? In the Hume continent perhaps?”

“I know the name of mine home. If we are ever there, I will let you know.”

“Can you tell me the name of your home?”

“Castle Isenstadt.”

“And was that person still alive when you left her?”

“Yes, she vas.”

“Thank you! Thank you so much! In all my wanderings I have never, never met anyone that looked like me before!”

“Well, that’s ze thing. She does not look like you, only ze ears.”

“Oh, oh, she’s like you. Little bits of stitched up people?”

“Ja.”

“Oh, I see. That’s a bit disturbing isn’t it, but that’s all right. Thank you for the information regardless. Well, that’s alright I don’t begrudge her.”

Tobias piped up from his task with surprise, “You are made up of people? I just thought you had been terribly injured or something.”

“Well, ja. There was one time when a wall for the castle did fall on me but mine freunds came to help me.” He began listed all these complicated names in his language that everyone just nodded along with for fear of being rude. It turned out they were not names but assignations.

“Oh, they are titles, to denote what work they do.”

“Ja.”

“They don’t have a name? But, you seem to have a name though. How come you got a name and they didn’t?

“Well I am called Bricky.”

“Is that because you build things? Houses?”

“I have never built a home.”

“Ah but you built a wall right?”, volunteered Tobias, trying to help.

“Ja.”

“So you do build things then.”

“Ja, all those words are our designations.”

“What is your designation then?”

” I am Lichenfaust.”

“What does that mean? If you don’t mind me asking, if you don’t find it quite rude.”

“Um well, the closest words to it’s meaning are corpse fist.”

“Corpse fist!”

“I don’t know vat it means.”

“I wonder if you were meant to be a weapon of sorts.” mused Luna as she wrote everything down in her notebook.

“One of mine fruends accidentally exploded near the wall I was working on and I was hurt in the process. Uberarbiter Klaus was very upset with us.”

“Did you get paid at all for your work”

“Nien.”

“Well, you’re no longer there and you get to be your own person now. You’re free!”

” I do not know what to do now.”

“We’ll you’re free, you can do whatever you want.”

While they spoke, the others also did their own things before settling down for the night. Somber music wafted over to them from the top of the cart as a saddened and somber Miguel played out his sorrow in a hauntingly beautiful melody. Before long everyone found their comfortable spots to bed down for the night and settled in.