Peatmoss The Tale



  • -Chapter 1
    by Shelly Peatmoss

    -THe old Villa of Cora Cora village was always a fne place i grew up, i played my younger days as any of our kin would with games and hide and seek and so forth but i was never amazingly good at any.

    Cora cora was more of a warriors village and as me and my friend grew older we found jobs for ourselves, where i took my talents o the kitchen…i was natural taking time to learn the spices and the proper way to prepare thing. by the time i was 15 i was the head cook, for everyfestible it was hard work but enjoyable, and for my taste test things before anyone eat it i put on a bit of weight.

    I saw our heros and my friends out...until my 20th birthday where i took the big decision on and headed on the great journey traveling to the east through the dalelands and Compyr searching for special spices and buying good crops from farmers I took and set up a corner stand in the far city of Arabel where even local purple dragons took up and praised me on my cooking skills, After some years and some money i left and heded to a populated areas of Compyr to build up a place called Peatmoss inn where my cooking and the word of mouth spread throughout compyr, Thre i met a thin young lad, named Tomas Redbarrel...well they say a man heart is through his stomach, and this was no expection.

    Soon Later we married and had many many children, where we still own and take up Peatmoss inn.

    Chapter 2
    By Gram Peatmoss

    Playing pranks on the guards, Hiding from my mom and father throwing nets under ale bottles hopingto catch books, going off on his own when dad's not looking the Scamp of the family. HE set his wings off early at the age of 16 setting foot around he compyre stopping in many places annying a few people even go a wanted poster once in a smal village for picking the mayors pocket, but by the age of 23 he stops off on Norwick and sense "A new land a new adventure"