Cedric’s Journal- 12th day of Winter Finding – Year of Four Dragons

Or, the tale as told by campfires and hearths of Eamonvale, a tale of one of their own:

This is how Cedric called the Lazy Dragonslayer came to wield the sword called Honor Among Thieves

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Like the fabled dwarven hero king, good Finch drew the weapon from the stone. Alas, the sword was as big as the lad. Thinking quickly, Cedric rushed forward shouting “Bayta!”, hoping Finch of Delver’s Dale would remember that children’s game.

And surely the clever Finch remembered and placed the silver bladed baton in Cedric’s passing hand. Cedric sped forward and smote the dragon the killing blow.

The two youths were thus bound together in friendship, as Finch bound many men to him during his career.

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The band, with their new found friend, the dragon Xan approached the grisly scene. Four poor people lay, strewn about on the ground, bound and helpless, while the vile beast men and vile bird men haggled over their bargain.

But Evil will eat itself, and the two sides began to fight. It was a mighty battle, the nimble bird men against the massive beast men. Brave D’ANNUNZIO and brazen Iorweth launched themselves into battle, followed by Brother Dyffyd Kinewatcher.

Clever Twill looked about and saw that the greatest threat was not the warriors, but that foul pretender Bargle, and so he acted! Striking up a pounding tune, Twill stared down that wizard and dispelled the foul magic.

But what of those poor people? Old-man Jeb was one of the bound and helpless wretches, beaten and bloody by the hordes of vile birdmen. He can tell you what happened. They said prayers to Demeter and hoped for a quick end. Till they heard the unseen voice of good Finch, saying all would be all right.

And lo, through the maelstrom, Cedric crept unseen. Carefully the woodsman and kind Xan helped those poor people to safety before joining the battle. The battle raged, and Cedric and Finch and their allies were victorious! By the bolt from Twill’s hand was the evil wizard felled, and so the mighty heroes retired from the field of battle.