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Twenty-Two Boar Trail

In a letter to his family Uthal-Dainn Stoutale writes the following  
Dearest Mother, Father, and Brothers,

Life in Vareholm has been quite normal so far. I've made some good friends and strong companions in my short time here. Yuki the barkeep is a wonderful little Halfling with a true passion for food and his bodyguard Kruger is a strong human with a decent arm in a fight. I've met one of the fable Firbolgs here and he goes by the name Taur Randir; he is an excellent lad that loves nature more than anyone I've met. Finally there is Calen the gnome: a crack shot with a crossbow and a wonderful eye for invention. These were all the people that joined me on the adventure I detail below.

Upon writing this letter I have just returned from an adventure into the hinterlands of the city with some of these companions. We were tasked by a local alchemist, Harry the Alchemist, to recover some of his stolen supplies. Shortly after venturing into the woods we encountered a bear that tried to surprise us during our night's rest. We felled him readily and continued the evening.

The next day we continued along the path the alchemist had told us about. As a group, we have decided to henceforth refer to it as Twenty-Two Boar Trail for we fought a great many boars along its winding path and I, unfortunately, fell briefly during one of these encounters. Pressing on, we discovered the hideout of a goblin tribe we have titled the Chimneys that we presumed had been the thefts of the supplies. We killed their wolves and slaughtered the vile goblins before we faced their leader, Smokey the Bugbear. He was a decent foe but with a few choice hits he fell to our blows and left his den unguarded for our plundering.

We recovered the supplies and some extra things for ourselves before heading back to the town. There was a slight mishap before the main battle where I was knocked unconscious by a rogue boulder that fell from a nearby cliff. I hope to not let my foolishness get the better of me again and to avoid such silly dangers in the future.

I look forward to writing you all again and regaling you with my tales of this strange, new land.

Blessings of Heironeous be with you always,
— Uthal-Dainn Stoutale
    The letter closes with a signature in Dwarvish as well as a wax seal bearing the Stoutale family crest.
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