Recent content by Trunk

"On Cheshire Demon last day, I think be good day for town. Then less people feel lost and scared. When we get strong enough, maybe we make him not come back. Would like that."

As thoughtfully as can be expected "Dreaded One Ear good name for bad man, good as any. Hope no see him, maybe time at farm will help me hide not here. Like idea learn smith, but Bjorn, Scales, he know smith, he fix me many time. But can you teach me teach? Refugees where Durnic and Trunk go...

With a determined scowl at his own feet, he gruffly utters, "Hate collar, hate with all words. But lost and scared. One eared goblin still haunt dreams, haunt town, think he still hear me want me hurt me burn me. He find me know he find me soon he find me hurt me take me. When feel not lost...

Shuddering, looking at the work in his hands, troubled, shaking his head aide to side, "No no no, he know this town, saw visit town, no one hurt bad man of many name. He come in tournament, I hide under table, lost and scared, lost and scared, lost and scared, pulled my cord, no one came, not...

With a relieved speech patter, to Zeth, "If you want know, I tell. But now must clean mess so no trouble for Trunk." He continues his chanting for a minute, lost in his work. "Wish you safe travels."

Trunk mutters quietly, "No interrupt, all friends here, old and new old and new. Kind you bring grouse, good eat, kitchen close." From a crouched position, Trunk looks down at his shaking hands covered in everything. His gaze crosses the table, and the eyes that rest upon him. "Trunk will...

[oog : prior to the entry by the proverbial kool-aid man] Drifting deeply into a memory, staring off into it blankly, "When small, raised as animal. When scared, told pull cord, make sure still safe, not lost. I still scared, so still pull, sometimes pull hard, that way know safe not lost...

Turning his attention away from his recently departed new friend, he spreads his attention to the other two fine folk at the table, considering what they had to offer with the deepest thoughts that Trunk can come up with. "I think shield wall good, shields keep people safe, not hurt people. I...

"Travel safe, new friend"

"You pack up like go . . . Is ok. I just happy make new friend in you. You seem like special person. You only one not want me to hurt people." He looks rather unsteady on his words, like a child standing up for themselves for thw first time. "Maybe some day soon we draw things together...

"I do want feel part of town, part of shield wall is good too. Not much for sword, but will play fight any day to learn more. Just want get better at smart stuff a little."

"Good meet you Fragel named Rock." Trunk then puts more cookies onto what is becoming the community plate and fills another cup full of juice. Trunk leans toward Fragel, "True I need get better at weapon, but think need get better at smart stuff too, like fixing things or something. I see...

Turning his eyes away from getting cookies out for his new friend, he ponders for a moment. "Would like that, never hurts know how live through fight instead of wake up after. Would love to play fight to learn real fight after I work at Flynt Farm. Would you like a cookie too? Maybe juice as...

"Hello new friend. I offer you cookie and juice? Better than cookie and juice you no have." He smiles sheepishly, as he gets into his bag and starts fishing out the goodies. "My name Trunk, who you, friend?"

"You nice lady, how he not like you? Of course he like you, I like you. Was he mean to you? Do you want me to bonk him with stick or hammer? What big deal?"