I am Shiblon, a rogue gnome. I am in the realm of Silverhand, in Coldridge Valley on my second quest. My first one consisted of killing wolves and getting their meat in exchange for a pair of gloves. Now I am slaying Troggs.
I wanted to be Atreyu, but that name was taken. So was Pahoran and Coriantumr.
I barely remember what I had for dinner -- I was eating it while wandering around looking for wolves. Something that weighed 1/4 pound before cooking between two sesame seed thingies and a slice of cheese food product. And some salty potato thingies that had been dunked in hot grease for 4.2 minutes. And a brown colored carbonated beverage.
I have slogged through over 4 gigabytes of internet bandwidth downloading and patching. I can just feel my weight wax and my complexion and personality wane. Isn't technology wonderful?
Gotta go now -- 7 Troggs to go...