I think that the world is a strange and wonderous place, sometimes the big folk don't quite take the time to really enjoy or appreciate it, but we can't all do all things as my mom once said.

As a Hotstepper I have always been proud, and as a kender i have always had quite a bit of fun, adventures, and have always endeavoured to try to help people who are too careless to keep their own possessions safe, not my fault if they are so careless and what would the world be without careing kender to keep it all straight.

what was I talking about.....

yes, we heard a very interesting story, more like an actual event but i like to call it a story since that makes it so much more appealing.

kedner are being planted as if they were grains, we are captured and kept, and for the most inreseting and strange of reasons the captors have decided that we need to be planted, like plants, as if in a garden.....i really can;t wait for two things, first to see planted kenders (a thought springs into his head of kender by the thousands in a field, planted head first, legs sticking up straight towards the heavens) and second to try to unplant them, cause they are not plants, I really don't know what these badies are thinking, but we kender are flesh and bone, not plants.....


anyways, i was supposed to travel somewhere wth this really interesting and very beautiful kender girl....Madeline.....but got seperated and i think she actually ditched me, not what i would do and totally rude but each to their own as my father once told me....or maybe it was I who lost her....Impossible, i never lose my way.....

except for the time i spent amongts the minotaurs, I had traveled from flotsam, (where i had been king for some time) and by ship found the port ....err....i don't know its name, no one would tell me, really rude bunch of folks whereever they were. I walked and walked, and then i came to a town, well if you could call it that, and there were these cow people there, walking and talking and using tools, it was the strangest sight. so i told them rght away that i was a kender, and that i wanted no trouble and they didn't seem to care, one even said "get outa my way you stupid little pile of garbage" that told me right away that i was not a big deal to the cow men, or as i found later to be called, minotaurs...

i hove totally forgotten what we were talking about.....anyways, I think I will travel to zaradene, was told about a dragon there and would really really love to ride on one, even though i hear they are rude....