Arion+Eighteen

Octava Twenty Second- Evening

We’ve come across a strange comrade today! He is a merchant who goes by the name of Uher Jibb. Mr. Jibb, it would seem is the victim of some rather unfortunate events. He had been stuck in a trap consisting of a net strung high in the trees, his horse and cart are missing, along with all of his possessions and supplies, and he has lost his dog to top it all off! The poor man is a miserable wreck.

I’ve offered to let him accompany us to the next village… I believe it’s called Blue Grove. This should be an interesting trip! The squat, balding merchant is certainly good at telling tales! Even I may have a thing or two to learn from him. His powers of exaggeration are astounding!

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