Grimbil used his powerful artefacts to bring the whisper of life back into my body. How he peeled the jellied slime that the ShadowKnights had turned me into from the floor of their guild hall and restored me to full power is beyond my reckoning. Safe to say, I went straight back to Rivervale.
I trained harder than ever before under the whip of Gatmanno King. I ran for HOURS! When my belly was slightly smaller, we headed back to Rivervale where I met with my herald and protege, Jumjumfarmer.
I gave him some gifts and he gave me terrible news. More deputies dead!
We knew the Priest of Discord was to blame. Without a moment's further hesitation, we ambushed him!
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The righteousness of our lynching was heard by another Hobbit hero, the venerable Willfight, my own cousin. He slit his own throat in Sebilis to appear in Rivervale and place several well-timed kicks into the PoD's balls.
The Priest killed Jumjumfarmer with a single AoE and my heart was stricken. But before I knew it, my young protege returned and got back to fighting! A warrior after my own heart!
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At last we cornered him and beat him senseless.
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Then, we stripped his robes and took his staff, which was given to Jumjumfarmer the Herald of Rivervale.
All in all, it was a good day for the hobbits of the Vale, and now I must rest for my eye turns back to the dark gates of Neriak and I know there will be a terrible struggle for their lives.