How Do You GET A Job Like Mine?
A m I insane? No question about it. You’d have to be, to accept the pathetic wages for the kind of life I lead. Tromping around the globe, risking my skin for the sake of information that few people are unlikely to read. Then why do it? It’s bloomin fun, that’s why. Nothing gets your heart pounding faster than running from a group of semi-intelligent creatures, who want to catch you for the express purpose of sucking your eyes from your skull, …then using your tongue for a soup base. Yeah, that’ll...
Read MoreGnomes Are, Because Vallen Were…
I ’ve never fully revealed why I have such an obsession with the Vallen race. Part of that has been for my own protection, knowing full well those professionals around me would hinder my progress if my beliefs were discovered. Another reason was my credibility. It was reasonable to believe that should I release this information in full, before I had achieved a certain degree of credibility, the work I had labored to collect, prove, correlate and present would be cast aside. In effect, I would have wasted a life...
Read MoreDirty, Filthy Vallen…I wash my hands of you.
It’s been years since I started this project and I’m glad it’s finally coming to an end. Certainly there’s more to learn–there always will be, but that’s for younger eyes and quicker feet. This old Gnome is close to retirement and I want what’s left of my fingers to hold a warm pint of ale at the end of the day. For twenty years I studied the Vallen and believe I have gathered enough documentation to satisfy the Fishis Archive Foundation upon the subject. I lost my left...
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