In Memory of...
Def Lenard
Player: Russ H.
Bio written by Russ H.

"You better stop runnin' from me before I put a boot in your ass!"

Lenard grew up as an orphan and has no family. He makes his way on his wit (Ha Ha) and charm, singing and playing ballads from old times. Lenard is by no means a warrior or tactician. He will retreat to a safer location when confronted by danger. However, Lenard will fight if forced, which is a comical site to see. Running, dodging, shooting arrows, running, and some times screaming.

Writings of the Bard

After traveling for 3 years I've decided to start a log of my journey through life. I've traveled with many campanions, but the group I left with Trazara, is in need of therapy.

John: John is a good man at heart, but manages to offend or piss off everyone he meets. He won't backdown from a fight when the cause is right.

Hollicar: Hollicar is a dwarf in half-elven skin. He's mean, nasty, and likes to fight. Also in bad situations you couldn't ask for a better frontline man.

Kelson: Kelson was pretty much the leader of the party. Although in recent days, he lost his eyes literally.

Fen: Fen is a good guy at heart. He's just alittle misguided. He is receiving training of the sword and mug (ale) from Hollicar.

Miscellaneous Thoughts of a Drunken Bard

Life on the road wears at the soul, grinds the bones, as the dice are Rolled

Lenard's 1st poem (Lenard's first impression of John)
In my travels I've met many a man,
But none that take damage like this one can.
His life is twisted, tangled, and rough,
Drinking from a bowl upon emerging from the scruff.
Sometimes a wolf, sometimes a man,
Always willing to lend a hand.
See him stand, see him fight,
Snuff out injustice with Helm's smite.
If you see, let him be,
Or suffer the effects of his disease.
This coming from the ramblings of a drunken bard,
Looking for wenches to make him hard.