I got one o’ them there letters from someone named somethin’ like what you was sayin’. Not sure if’n I’m cursed, but it wouldn’t be the first time I been cursed. I spoke in rhyme for three years because of an insult I made about an elf singin’ about somethin’ stupid, and ma’ nose was covered in boils once when I called an old woman at the market a hag.
Oh, ‘bout that letter… I didn’t understand it, but figured it was a sign from a mad god, so I took it to the lava forge in Piddleport and using gold and lapis, wrote mad things on the note as a response. I put the magic o’ the forge into me writin’ ((ooc: gave the book 5 of my levels)). I can’t ‘member exactly what I sad, but wouldn’t make much sense ta ya anyway, since I wrote it in the tongue o’ them troll… err… earthspawn lassies I told ya about some time back. Went somethin’ like..
“Ain nub gruk dis blah agh tu mak sur iz uki wid lat tu dizpoz ov dis wil mak selv snaga tu da madnez.”
Then, while dancin’ a henking and chantin’ nonsense, I threw the book into the lava of the forge. Unless my eyes deceived me, the book landed on the surface of the lava and didn’t burn until my dance ended.
I been eatin’ meat ever since…