About how it all began I am not too sure. Some people keep muttering it is thanks to alcohol my memory resembles Swiss cheese … with a few more holes. What I remember is the images of my wonderful goddes floating down to me and my hangover disappearing. Must have been somewhat like this. A lot has happend to this humble hero (me!) since then. Foes have been slain and beers have been drunk. Up until now I gifted 10 lives to my lovely goddess (I think she knows what I’m writing…if that’s not the case – she really needs a lot of attention to say it positively) and I am of course eager to die many times more for her (well, as I am always resurrected I don’t have a choice).
A day ago I finally met my SO Scratchy (no homo). My head now rests on a comfy pillow which has already bitten half of my left ear off but as my goddess keeps on curing my liver and teeth I am optimistic an ear or two won’t be a problem.
It’s been a while since I last updated my chronicles. Scratchy accompanied my journey for about three blissful months. My life was saved multiple times by him, for what I am very grateful. Sadly, our paths now parted and I hope he will find happiness. Scratchy, you will always have a place in my heart!
Some time has gone by and mind has settled. Occasional thoughts of Scratchy make me a little nostalgical but I am ready for a new companion.
While questing, an opponent crossed my path(being a hero sure is risky). The prancing pony was mocking me so much it almost choked on its own salvia. To show dominance I made Tigger my pet! Serves you right, ha!