Tales of Tolgard
Schmendrick the Magnificent Entry 011
Finally, my training ended today. I feel a lot stronger and closer to Pelor. But its this evening’s activities that were a bit more interesting. We may strengthen our ranks again, not that Kor’nav and Zita Bonita have left.
There was a new face at the tavern tonight. Eventually I learned her name was Alice, but last night was all about the contest. Oh, I had learned my lesson, that’s why I bet on the drinking contest instead of entering it.
For some strange reason, little mousy Zgord actually left his room at the academy and came out to join us. He looked like he had a strong stomach, so I convinced him to enter the contest. I bet heavily on him- I just had a good feeling about it.
And I was right! He could scarcely stand at the end, but little Zgord won! I made quite a tidy sum on that wager.
Strangely, that Alice woman dragged Zgord up to her room after that contest. The other strange thing actually happened first when the barkeep gave Zgord his prize money. The bag of coin seemed to disappear into the wizard’s sleeve. How odd…
I hope the young sage doesn’t have it too rough. If he’s still alive in the morning, I may ask them to join us.
-Schmendrick the Magnificent: Short in stature, tall in power, narrow of purpose, and wide of vision
26th of Mezzo, 2318 HR