Bristlebane

Followers of Bristlebane believe in having fun, at the expense of nearly all else.

Bards, rogues, jesters, gamblers and gypsies are all typical followers. They are almost always very charming, clever, and witty, traits which all Bristlebane followers should strive to have.

Mischief in all its forms is encouraged. Practical jokes are performed as if they are the highest of rituals.

Very few of Bristlebane's followers are outright wicked in their desires but it is best to keep at least one eye on your purse if they are about.

And never let one deal you a hand of King's Court.

Through my own experiences, I have gained knowledge and insight into the halflings. Each part of this history tome can only be completed in its own time.

Story 1

When the gods decided to place folk on Norrath, we halflings were the most fortunate folk, created by Fizzlethorpe Bristlebane, the King of Thieves. And what a great place he put us, in our beloved Rivervale.

We named it Rivervale as a river flowed through the soft-sloped hills that eventually rose into higher and narrower clefts that kept us safe. To one reach Rivervale, you had to pass through either the KithicorForest or the Misty Thicket, neither of which was forgiving to the unwary.

Beyond the Misty Thicket, you see, lay the home of a particularly foul band of goblins—Runnyeye Citadel. Nasty folk and a nasty place, that's for sure. While they weren't very bright, they were certainly very annoying.

On the other side there was KithicorForest, a darker and much more sinister place. Our legends had it that in the beginnings of time, Cazic-Thule tripped over a root jutting out from the forest floor and put an awful curse on the whole place! True as I'm breathing!

The halflings of Rivervale and Misty Thicket created a really cozy place in the world. While the humans and the elves all seemed to have their troubles, our lives went on for generations, pretty much as they always had. We did some farming and gathered honey jum.