Greetings Noble men and women of Puddleby! I have been in Puddleby for six weeks now, and I have grown found of this land and its inhabitants. I started out humbly, killing little things in The Rat Tower, but have now ventured further and have made my way to the second circle. Oh the adventures I have been on, the things I have seen! When I first came to this land, I memorized the scrolls of fast feet. I am forever grateful for the wisdom this scroll gave me, as it has saved me many times. I am also grateful to those who dedicate themselves to draw maps of the land. Without them, I would have been completely lost. Oh the first time I saw the awesome Maha! Although the fear paralyzed my limbs, I could not help but adore that dangerous beast as it was wracking havoc on the south beach. The panic was total of course, we all spread like autumn leaves on the wind, but we didn't get far. Thankfully some experienced fighters brought it down, or else I would still be lying at the beach, watching the tides roll in. I remember the many days and nights spent in the hive. Where the sound of many a newborn yelling ROYAL got my hair to curl in fear. I remember the first time Lord Michael called me Babajaga the Fleet. Many had fallen, and there were still more beasts rolling in.It seemed hopeless, and I was about to die .Holding the moneybag in my left hand, I dodged, swirled, ran and circled the beasts - until a path was clear and I could run to safety and call for backup. I remember many moments fallen in company with good friends .Especially when that Good Arbilad and my beloved Sleipnir sang a duet in the orchard. I remember proudly my success once as a rabbit, leading a whole army of undines. Dodging their attacks, trapping them behind rocks, while those good healers got time to heal the wounded and raise the fallen.I remember the good healer that accompanied me there behind the rock, and healed my wounds too. I remember Michael Aridfox´s first trip to Tanglewood too.. /action laughs out loud The joy of rescue! The sound of a coin, a yell, knowing that there are friends who are looking for you.The sound of beasts falling as those brave warriors make the area clear. The tickling of life, as it pours trough your veins. The joy of being a rescuer. Slowly working our way to where the fallen are .Protecting the healers, fighting, concentration. A look from my beloved. A gaze of admiration and love. The joy of adventuring the lands with The Great Lord Sleipnir. I am forever grateful to The Creator, who has let me experience such a great world.I bow before all you who have had my name on your tongues, talked to me and helped me on my way. I bow before all those brave healers of whom I consider myself a proud friend. Babajaga Vanimalda, The Fleet