I had a nightmare last night or perhaps a dream. I was back home in Nova Vaasa, my old slum in Kantora. The Lawgivers where hunting for me they knew of my violations to their laws. My fraternization with humans, elves and dwarves. My sinful ways of who I lay with and my love of alcohol and other intoxicants. I ran as I did before but this time, I tripped on a discarded staff. They tied and bound me as they brought me to the center of the slum. I would burn for my crimes and be an example of those who oppose the lawgiver.
I was set upon the familiar stake as where my teacher and parents before. I could smell the fire of torches coming before there was a loud crash of gunshots. I never saw the specifics of who they where but there was three shadowy figures, one the same size as me, another had long ears and the other a large axe. They cut me from the stake as the three of us overtook the lawgivers, gaining their torches. I watched as the shadowy figures started to light buildings ablaze. I hesitated a moment before placing mine at the foot of a clothing store. I looked up to see the name on the sign. It said in faded letters "Lucie's Boutique" as I woke up
I am ready to take on the core. The name Ron Anne will not be forgot as I tear down the expectations of a gnome and show that my creative vision is to be respected. I heard of a splinter faction of lawgivers being around Vallaki recently, if I find them they will know the pain I felt. ~ Ron