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Herein lies the adventure log of the longtime formed but only recently renamed First Antioch Battalion. Despite their dysfunction, they are still cool in their own way. They are Aerel the Handsomeful, Arturion the Blingin', Tyr the Shady, Albinus the Git, Persephone the Devious, Thoradin the Drunk, Clarth the Senile, Quinn the Generous, Brene the Photosynthetic, Honzu the Famous, and Vensir the Incomprehensible. They manage to horrifically screw up things for everyone in and out of the country, but will (hopefully) fix it. This is the tale of how they conquer Fear, that cloudy insubstantial jerkface. With love, or some semblance of it, Tyr |
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Random people think I’m pretty, think I’m like a cat, think I’d make a good pillow, or think I’m a kleptomaniac. Only one of those is true. Why can’t anybody think I’m something normal for once?
And yes, Aerel tried to hit on Percy before. Obviously that never ends well. Also, I am not sure if he was lying or not about the hair.
Note to self: Gutting fish is fun, do it more often.
