Role

Chapter 3

And so they did. Surprisingly enough, Gloomp lived through the traumatic
experience, and came out unscathed. A diet of rotten meat, vegetable peels,
stagnant water, and moldy bread kept him alive throughout his childhood.
Though eventually, he started making food runs on his own, and came across
other beings. It was on one of these trips that he met his guildsmaster for
the first time.Gloomp was rummageing through the garbage heap outside the
bakers shop, when somebody poured hot grease over his back.'Gah! Atsa hurt!'
he exclaimed, running away from the smoking substance. 'What have we here?'
said the man. "A gully dwar...a gully svirf?' Chuckling to himself, he
reached over and picked Gloomp up by the scuff of his neck. 'Hey there
little fella, what are you doing rummaging through this garbage? I have use
for you elsewhere. What do you say there fella? You want to come home with
me, and eat some real food?' Gloomp was at a loss..So many words in one
sentence, how did that man speak so fast? 'Gotta not go.' Gloomp said
shaking his head. Chuckling to himself, the man set him back down on the
garbage.'Very well then, Goodbye my little friend.' And so the man walked
off. Picking his nose, Gloomp thought to himself. Pretty soon he found
himself sneaking behind the man, walking across town via the Trade Road.
Suddenly the man stopped, and whipped around..dagger in hand. Gloomp jumped
down on the ground and put his hands on his head, with knees trembling, he
yelled "No hurt Gloomp! I go man! Man says got food!' Laughing out loud, the
man bent down and thumped Gloomp on the shoulder, flipping him over.'Now now,
thats not neccassary. Up with you little one.' Gloomp pushed himself up off
the ground, and stood up staring at the man with a wide look of both fear and
hope in his eyes.'Gloomp go man, man says got food?' Chuckling, the man
reached down as if to pick Gloomp up, but then remembering where they met, he
merely grabbed his hand and started shaking..immediatly regretting it when he
came into contact with the sweaty smelly thing.'Well come with me then,' he
said. They walked to the warriors guild , where Gloomp was put to work
cleaning the training grounds and bar, he was paid in the form of all the
trash he could carry home, and he was fine with that.