Folklore of the Estrella war.

[Tabbicatt Paganii]

A couple of friends and my self want to try and put together a lore and legend book filled with stories of Estrella. So let me hear any of the stories you can remember, and can convey on keyboard, and I'll keep the good ones for the book.

[Tabbicatt Paganii]

I think it was Estrella 19.... I had just emerged from my cabin, and was steadily making my way to the privy, when I found a coin. Didn't think nothin' of it at the time it was only a fifty cent piece, and I was to busy cursing the sun for rising. Little did I know that this coin carried a curse... It had been abandoned the previous night by an unfortunet partier, who due to mild injury was carried back to their camp.

The curse of the coin had started wrapping its tendrils around me, and had a meger grip by the time I reached my humbled destination. Of course, all are in use, teehee thinks the curse. While waiting I failed to notice the puddle not two feet from me....splash....damned golf carts. Finnaly one opens up, I do my buisness, and start back to my cabin.....thud...Stupid gophers. I'm just about the step in a get changed when I hear my name, I grudgedly look up...and soon regret it. When don't smalls and sami-smalls come with volume controls?...I thought for a moment that I heard the curse cackle...

Later that day I had changed and fully awoke, and found myself headed for merchant's row for a bit of trade. On the way there a human, to which I am glad has since moved out of state, comes up along side. Me being the polite type, 'cause you never know when it might pay off, I conversated, then ditched at the soonest moment. Later while negotiating a deal I get Konked in the head by a clumsy patron looking at a staff, fainted from dehydration, and misplaced a pouch of fodder.
I gave up on the row and went back to camp....I slumped down it a chair rueing the day.

Early eavning shadows come, and I'm getting the fires ready. Its been near two hours with no problems, and my headache had let go its grip. I'm moving the wood from the pile to the pits, and only dropped logs on my feet twice. I manage the get them going, without incident, and decided to warm my sit-upon. Ended up melting my outer skirt and walked around with it that way for most of the eavning before I noticed. I just glad it was the skirt and not me....The nights festivities carry my, the drums are good, and I travel from camp to camp till the wee hours.

I wake up the next morning in my tent, and the coin lost, my head spinning. I pick up my pouch hunting for an alieve, when I notice the coin is gone. I feel sorry for the one who picks up the cursed fifty cent piece....

[Tabbicatt Paganii]

Who's next?....I'd like to see y'all do better. :P

[Morgan Dreadlocke]

Estrella were the stepchild 'o the Great Desert Wars. The GDW's was held at a dust bowl site several leagues north 'o the Vicksburg truckstop near ths Caid/Atenveldt border. Twas indeed strange ta see two clouds 'o filth, containin' several hundred combatants, jockyin' fer position, in that miserable pit. I don't recall much complainin' when the site was dumped. The first war at Estrella Mt Park were still called the GDW. Saturday mornin's first battle had Caideans runnin' every whichway hollerin', "There's bees in the bushes, there's bees in the bushes!". Many cases 'o heat exaustion was seen cause water at the site tasted 'o shyte. Sometime durin' the weekend a bridge/river battle took place across a farm ditch north 'o the park. One kingdom's gift of cookies gots dumped accidently an I believes this were the start o' the Battle Of The Waterchips events. Recieved payment 'o one piece 'o silver from Free Company fer mayhem rendered.
One o' the first 3 Estrellas, we was all declared outlaw fer defendin' the right 'o some small shire ta have a scorpion on there device when another kingdom had several.
Ain't much but 'ell it was a quarter century ago ;)

[Tabbicatt Paganii]

I like it. Thanks.