-I decided to write on this piece of parchment a few things I have encountered in my travels. Being impaled with a greatsword, which I now own, brings a lot of things into perspective.
This is something I emulate from the traveling wizard by the name of Okonkwo, the Orc Erudite. Yes, an orc. I wasn’t surprised, but I bet whoever stumbles upon this might be.
-My name is Sanzu the Gilded, Gilded being a title i inherited as the heir of a noble dragonborn family.
I currently serve the royal family of DragonScar as crew member and record keeper of Captain Charlotte and her galley: The Provocateur.
One might be surprised that a Paladin of Bahamut would be a corsair, but when the undead come, you wished you had one on your journey. - Speaking of the Captain, i have no qualms with her.
She is a fine woman, a human noble of DragonScar, a quite beautiful one at that. A fierce leader, but with a high propensity for whimsy. Extremely high.
The kind that gives silly names to guns, or using my buckler as a means to dash through sand.
Unfortunately, not obeying her orders in order to accomplish a more important task, or if you happen to almost die with a greatsword stuck in you, you might get a deduction on your mead supply.
And considering alcohol is one of the few recreational activities a ship can offer, having mead deduction is a serious pain.
-If you happen to be a loyal follower of Bahamut reading this, do not follow in my footsteps.
I am very prone to causing fights, have allied myself with morally ambiguous individuals, and I blur the lines with alcoholism. Not very righteous of me.
But, when you happen to be the noble of a house now forgotten, go face to face with primal evils, and have a nice vacation in the ShadowFell, i think some compassion should be given to me.