Back on the road

I suppose I should have started writing in this journal some time ago. I've met some interesting folk and taken up traveling with them. I have a feeling that some people among this ragtag sort of crew have some fascinating stories to tell.
 
I've already had some decent adventures and have some thoughts on new material to work with. A legend on the spiderfolk of the woods. A comical song out of all them unique insults Abigail taught me, some sort of mock legend about the foulest mouth in the Valley. And an epic of an amnesiac hero, searching for his past. He's a mystery, that half-elf is. But I've a feeling he's got a story. And if we don't wind up finding it, maybe I can weave one for him.
 
Anyhow, we're headed to Hellford next. Haven't been near there for the past twenty years. Can't say I'm too eager.