Emmanuel Woodsmoke
I met this roving vagabond in town one day and had a talent for the lute, never looked back. I'll pay dad back the 20 gold I took, but then again it's my inheritance right, I deserve it don't I? Well I fell in with a bad crowd and we went on a bit of a rustling spree. With the authorities closing in (kinda my fault that one heh, sorry guys they made me talk (kinda)), I slipped away in the confusion and made my way to the coast. A few tombs and a few bars and came across this bag; damn it, worst thing I ever did, now the bag's stuck with me and the thing inside thinks I'll make a good carrier. It has a master somewhere out in the void between the stars brrr it whispers to me occasionally calls itself Cthulhu, or maybe it sneezed? Course to be fair, my new dark patron has aided me with a few choice spells, so i'll make the best of a bad situation...seems the thing in the bag wants to go somewhere but I'm feeling a bit uneasy about it...
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