Gandwell: TheLegacy of theRings!
It was a cold stormy winters day, the year was 1122 of the 3
age- but thats completelyirrelevant- Im just watching all weather forecasts on the EBC archive. Gandwell was born onthe 15
of March, the only son (that they talk about) of Fradoc Norcross of the cheese andMerwdda Gardner of Westmarch. He was an abnormal child, and his parents blamed this onhis meeting with Jonathunfun, the local travelling merchant, who caused quite a stir in theRealm of Cheeseland. For you see; he founded the Dr Moo society which Gandwell foundfascinating, and he was quickly accepted into the ranks of the esteemed society. Jonathun, afond support of the labour for cheese party, filled Gandwells mind with tales of cheese, andbiscuits and apple pie, and cheesecake, and orange juice, and chicken and mushroom pie,spaghetti bolognaise , croissants...though he hated the monthly treks and hikes thatJonauthfun organized, he loathed even more the annual camp to the base of loomingmountain, Mount Boom (the local elf monks call it
Onomatopoeia in the tongue of old), andevery year until he was of age at 45 he tried to get out of it.I suppose Elf Monks need some description, as theyve become so rare- they are rarely seen by men,and tend to stay in their land of the Evenmark. They live in holes- holes left over from the lastapocalypse caused Moforth. Not beach like, sand holes, but yet not bare, earthy holes either. Thesewere Elf Monk holes; and that meant comfort! Elf monks tended to be large around the stomach,but after the cheesestring famine of 1919, they moved back to a more healthy diet. That meant onlytwenty meals a day (four breakfasts, 6 dinners, 6 evening meals, and four suppers) as well asnumerous snacks through out the day. It was tough, but the wiliness of the Elf Monks held them ingood stead. Elf Monks did do a lot of exercise though (excluding eating) so a large proportion of thefood was burned off. Literally. Metaphorically speaking.