By Theodoxus

“So, there we were, surrounded by millions of orcs, all chanting their bloodthirsty gods names, holding up their crude weapons, covered in dried blood. Alton hugged me tighter and said…”

“Alex, Dude, that’s so not what happened, if you’re gonna tell the story of how we got here, you can’t embellish it”

“Damn it Alton, now the audience is gonna be all kinds of confused. Ok, I’ll start over.”

“Ok, the story really goes like this…” Alex and Alton are twins, born to the same mother, as one would expect of twins. They grew up in the swamp, but not like feral swamp babies you hear about from the Wetlands. No, the boys grew up at a Halfling College for the Bardic Arts. Their parents, being halfling bards, were teachers at the college, and expected their rough and tumble sons to also take up the profession. But, the ability to understand bardic magic eluded them, so they grew in the genuine profession of halflings: roguery.

(Dude, is that a real word?) (Damn it Alton, the spellchecker thingy thinks so) (Oh, ok)

After years of growing up, and growing bored, they decided to leave the swamp and see what the rest of the world was like. They traveled to a large town, where they settled down and set up shop. The first day was wonderful, as they managed to fleece the townspeople of quite a bit of Gold. Unfortunately, their first night wasn’t quite what they expected, for as they were returning from the local market with dinner fixings, Alex was hit over the head and knocked unconscious. Alton, trying to react, was quickly disarmed and summarily knocked out as well.

So, our intrepid little heroes (snicker) (Damn it, we are heroes!) are caught in the clutches of a band of nefarious do-badder’s (what?) (you know, the opposite of do-gooder’s) (snicker) Anyway – so, what is going to happen?!?

Stay tuned to the CONTINUING SAGA OF ALEX & ALTON