The miasma was trying to make them sick. It was working for—no it was using the goblins. The miasma made the land sick. The miasma was using the gob...ins to follow them.It went on like this for some time. Until they understood what the goblin was trying to say.Vix had come into this area when it was thick with mana, but not dangerous. When the miasma formed it attacked them, killing many, infecting some until they lost their minds. The miasma warped the land and all the life in the area. The. 'Tisn't true, they're more bullet shaped. And Dutchmen wear clogs. Not true at all. Doesn't stop us calling 'em Cloggies 'though. And the French eat anything from under a flat stone that can't get away - well that is true of course.So I thought I'd set down a few of our evenin' chats in the 'Badger', our village pub. A group of us get in there of a winter evenin' when the central heatin's well wound up and we swap a few yarns. Most of us have travelled a bit and have somethin' interestin' to. Mom and Dad had gone out for the evening… some party event of some kind for Dad’s work. They would be gone for several more hours probably. We neither knew nor particularly caredEven by this time, in my early teens I understood that our parents were different from others people’s. Growing up there was almost no physical affection shown to either my brother or me. Our parents didn’t hug us or kiss us. For that matter they didn’t show much affection to one another either. They said all the right. When I got arrived about 10pm or so, the guy at the counter told me, "No charge" so as I headed towards the video booths, I had a little extra pep in my step. I actually sashayed down the hallway and peeked in each room but all were empty except one, but the guy in there gave me a brief look and then turned away so I paid him no mind.As I reached the last empty booth, I figured I would just sit in one and wait so I turned around and decided on one of the rooms towards the front. Turning around.