Byron's Thoughts

**Byron's Thoughts**

Following a cracking evening drinking with the lads in the Stuck Pig, I woke up bright and early the next day and prepared to set off with the expedition to the fog temple. The group seemed to be dawdling a bit (and I was looking a little paler than usual) so I though I'd start off the day with a hearty steak and egg breakfast. A bit of the old "hair of the dog" helped wash it all down, and pint or two to help fortify me for the days travel didn't go astray either. Wait a minute, is that wench Daisy working at the Pig this morning? Maybe if lay back and nurse my head a bit she'll take pity on me and come over for a chat. I'll just close my eyes a little too while I wait....

Those fuckers! They left without me! I told that hussy **Sabrina** to let me know when they were ready to go! There's no way I'm getting left out of this action, if I leave now I should be able to catch up to them.

This godsdamned fog! I got turned around a few times in the swamp and didn't catch up to the party until after they had already entered the temple. Ran into some wierd blue guy named **Reza** out the front just as I saw **Burglekutt** and **Kronk** exiting the temple. **Burglekutt** was fussing over some sort of "appointment" he had to get back to Hope for and **Kronk** looked like absolute shit. The poor bugger was burning up something fierce and was drenched in sweat. Kinda reminded me of Crawford the day after we visited the Red Mill back in Parvis. Haha Crawford you mad bastard! I warned you not to go for the girls who offer discounts!

Anyway **Reza** and I set the two lads on their way and we caught up to the others inside the temple. **Arnulf** made us take some sort of ritual bath which was fine by me, it was great to was the stench of the swamp away. I was pretty pissed when I heard that we'd had just missed a tussle with some wierd Demon Ooze. That would have been an outstanding fight!

We moved further into the temple and encountered some conjured snakes. They weren't too much of a problem and they'll make excellent belts. Honestly, that tart **Sabrina** needs to chill the fuck out and enjoy life a little!

Eventually we made our way to a ritual room, scattered with dead bodies, which we discovered was the source of the magic fog. It looked like some sort of holy ritual had gone horribly wrong and cursed the place. No sooner had we entered the room the dead began to rise and poor **Tordak** was posessed by the spirit of the head priestess.

Never mind lads, I've seen this sort of thing before on previous hunts. It shouldn't be a problem! We just need to pour the blessed water on the bodies and the curse will be lifted. No no, don't mind me everyone, you all keep fucking around with the zombies while I do all the hard work purifying them. There we go, looks like we got that spirit out of **Tordak's** body. Haha! - that poor bugger will be in for a smashing headache after that ordeal! Wait a minute, is that spirit looking at me now? Holy shit I need to hurry up and get back to that water fountain. Here she comes, fuck, fuck!

The water lads! Help me pour the bloody water!

Yes! **Arnulf**! Quick get over here! We need t-