My name- Joe Photo, my job- photoghapher for the Midgaard Gazette, my assignment- capture on film Darlatan the Gaseous Monk. Now first of all I have no idea why anyone would want pictures of a flatulant priest but I let my editor decide these things. I had spent several days camped out in the area where the monk had last been sighted, and was beginning to give up, when my luck changed.
It was a foggy night, I had just finished dinner and was preparing to enjoy my oatmeal cookie desert. When suddenly my cookie was snached away into the mist, spinning around I saw him. He was about five foot nine, dressed in a gray hooded robe, and he was eating my cookie! His entire body, robe and all seemed to be made up of nothing but mist, making him almost completly transparent. My first thought was Thats my last cookie followed quickly by Where's my camera?
He took his time with my cookie, really savored every morsel, which left me time to snap several winning photos. When he had finished with my desert he bowed to me and then withdrew into the night. His body blending into the fog as if he were part of it. I never saw my cookie again.
The next day I tried to expose the photos and to my horror found they contained nothing but the damp gray of the fog, thinking quickly I found a stock photo of a cloud that was shaped alot like Ivar and delivered it to my editors. Days passed, I had other assignments, and other cookies but the memory of that lost oatmeal with raisins lives on.
Darlatan says, "Reason I joined Daoine? I joined Daoine because I liked the theme and I helped build it up."
