Volume Eleven - September 2001
Hi, everyone... Time for me to take a break from looking after my adored Cleric to write another edition of the Smear. Lots of great dirt this time!
The mousy missionary proposed to his sweet spicy one, then left her standing at the altar! That's right.. he broke her heart completly by just disppearing from the Realm. He was such a lady's man - it makes me wonder if he has not found some other squeeze to make him smile. Hmmm... how is she going to keep her secret for much longer? Will the rodent return? Will he ever make an honest woman out of her?
Our Sun God and the Strange one have also vanished without a trace. It must be the work of foul kidnappers - or they have met the Dark Mage as that despicable creature emerges once again. There are other familiar faces missing as well. I have heard the fishing and hunting in the northern forests is awesome this time of year - perhaps they are just off on trips to supply the Realm with food for the upcoming winter?
The Realm has seen several new faces as we get ready to fight off the Prophecy of Plague on the horizon. A dashing Half-Orc warrior has certainly made himself a favorite of the ladies with his tales of daring and his gentlemanly manners. A pair of Mystics, husband and wife, have also arrived recently from the southern part of the Realm. Strange slash marks have also started showing up. All appear to be busy getting ready for ... something.
Over on the mountainside, Mydear's troll has returned, though not as frequently as she would wish. He has been seen dragging her around lately, though he did drop her one time. She lost everything she had when he did not come back for her. Tsk tsk tsk. One would think he would be able to hold onto and protect such a delightful companion.
In other corners of the Realm, Sharkbait has been roving all over, escorting a trio of lovely ladies. It is said that all he has to do is look at a lady to make her faint and fall under his spell. It certainly must work - his posse is glued to his side! *I* certainly have no intention of even testing that theory out!
I have even heard rumors that a certain Elf Bard has been singing love songs to a hapless, loveless lady Ranger. A birdie has told me he was even seen in Sarkhee's buying wedding bands. Whatever is this Realm coming to? A goofy ninja has taken my place at the swishy tree-hugger's side... now, someone is actually singing love songs to our Ranger? Will she stop and listen to him???
Well, it is time for me to get back to my beloved Cleric. I do need to hurry, for he will be waking from a much needed nap, and I want to have a special treat ready for him when he does awake.
