Role

Chapter 1

Grumbling in a deep rocky voice, the svirfneblin continued to
pull on his leg down the mountain trail. Oft speaking about
perhaps just pushing him down the mountain and meeting him at
the bottom.

"Nossos....Nossoss..." were the only words coming from his lips
in a whisper.

Dirty, and covered in strange circular scars, the young dwarf
faded in and out of consciousness. Finally reaching the end
of his endurance the svirfneblin plopped himself down in a
small clearing in the mountains, and after resting for a short
time, built a small fire.

Watching at the dwarf slept, and murmured. The Svirf wasn't sure
what to make of this strange thing. He treated what he could of
the scars on the boys body. They were numerous, and some had just
started to fester.

It was a few hours, near the warm fire, that seemed to help the
most. The young dwarf woke not long after sundown, and sat up
with a start.

"Where am I... Wha.... Who..." he exclaimed as he scrambled away
from the fire and the svirf who had carried him.

"You're awake, good, whats your name there youngin?" said the
svirf.

"My name be..." he said and then paused "I ain't knowin, how yer
come here? I ain't e'en sure where here be... This all be confusin
as kin be." said the young dwarf

"Well only thing you have said before this was Nossos, so that seems
good enough till we figure out what it should be. We're in the
mountains near Udgaard, Durn near carried your fat but out already."

"Udgaard, ain't ne'er heered o' that place... Where's that at?" said
Nossos.

"Oi, we have a long way to go, get some grub and a bit of rest, we
can talk more after your belly is full, names Dorlangan by the by,
good to meet ya Nossos." Dorlangan said as he passed a small plate
of food over to Nossos.