Never take life too serous you'll never get out of it alive....

That’s what the old man said to me one day on a dusty and dirty road between port of balifor and flotsam…. As many of the days brim had been wandering around into every crack and crevice. So far he had found out that it was only going to be a couple days walk from port of balifor to flotsam and well the day neared its crest. Walking out of an alley not far down the street from and bakery, Brim looks up to the sun and see that its going to be another dusty day. The ground was hard packed because it never seemed to rain much here. At least that’s what he had heard anyway. Being that it was brims 2nd day in the port city it seemed a good outlook on the day. Also being that he didn’t know he was um just guessing. Happily he walked down the street alittle farther and saw the bakery and smelled the bread. With his stomach rumbling just a little, he thought that some good fresh bread would be a nice treat.

Walking somewhat along with the crowd and between most of their legs brim stepped through the front door of the bakery. With an extra blast of heat to make him feel real heavy, brim walked over to the table. With all sorts of different morsels laid out in front of him and his eyes real big. Any one looking at the kender at that point should have screamed. Once his jaw became movable to him. Brim walked to the table and looked them all over. Luckily for brim the baker was busy with other customers so he didn’t see him looking the breads over, and lucky for brim, since the baker was busy he didn’t see brim help himself to a few. Both ways they were both lucky and well brim didn’t want to bother him with his small sale being as the baker was mighty busy and all. Brim just reminded himself that the next time he was in this city he would be sure to thank the baker and of course pay him. Now that he had some tasty bread he decided to go to the shoreline and watch the birds alittle more before he set out on the road to flotsam.