Legacy of Fire!

Purging Pugwampies

What Ho, Fellow Explorers!
If only you could see the merry band of fellows with whom I’ve thrown in my lot!

I start, as it were, in media res — in the middle of the action. Here we are in an ancient and deserted temple, under attack by the ugliest, fattest, foullest little creatures you have ever witnessed! My stalwart companions and I are being harrassed by pugwampies (mythologica pygmani pugwampica, to be sure) which creatures I believed to be only silly tales until now. In fact, I fear I may have bested you all. In proof, I shall ask my goblin-alchemist compatriot to preserve the skin of one for me to show at our next meeting.

That is right… I keep company with a goblin-alchemist. He’s not even the strangest of the lot. Look you -


  • Yarar: A priest, otherworldly in his own right. Stern and canny, he can barter a great turn (once you light a fire under his glowing rump!). I believe that of all of us, he is most likely to live a hero (or, perhaps, die the death of a truly worthy martyr!). Although clearly of human stock, he claims to be brothers with…
  • Abudari: Said goblin-alchemist, with a penchant for potions. He certainly is a hero against the pugwampies, and a surprisingly good cook. It was interesting to find him a cheerful and educated practitioner of the alchemical arts, for all that he is only as tall as…
  • Hawadah: A tiny heroine-in-the-making from the tribes of the halflings. She seems unusually eager to befriend me, but I suppose she simply looks forward to the company of a seasoned female adventurer, from whom she can learn the sophistication to make her own way in the world, unlike…
  • Sumna: A mysterious and creepy magic user, he has all the poor manners of an outlander, while looking deceptively like a civilized countryman of my own. He is an insulting barbarian, who may yet be redeemed by the company of…
  • Zaci: A smart and pretty mouse of the most noble bearing. This archetype of femininity is gentle and soft, but still with the necessary show of spirit to prove she is no worn peasant or housemaid. She is as lithe and withdrawing as any of my sisters, moving with a gentle grace that leaves no trail. In that, she is quite alike to…
  • Reza: An elf. (Yes, you read that right!) We should put a bell on him, but I fear it would make him – I suppose, him? Who can tell? – jump out of his skin with each chime. He has surely not joined us for the adventure of it all, because a more timid creature I have yet to meet. Still, I am sure it satisfies something within the barbaric and unfathomable elven soul

So – there we were, surrounded and in the rafters. We lashed about and fell ingloriously, so you’ll forgive me if I do not detail the details. I must say, though, that I made quite a picture throughout it all – ducking and dodging caught on high, thin beams too near the ceiling not to risk a good crack on the noggin! Look for the full story in the upcoming Chronicle called Purging Pugwampies, first in the series of Tall Tala’s True-ish Tales!

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