Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Greetings All

The Orang Pendek are a shy folk, content to live lives of amiable quiet, hidden away from the world. The cool mists of their mountain forests cradle the Orangs, clinging to their long, soft fur as dew hangs from the sweet mountain meadow grass. The Orang Pendek love their mountains, singing soft lullabies to the peaks and valleys they know as well as their own children. Well, that is, most Orangs feel this way. When I say most I mean all…all but one. You may have heard the tales of Buka the Pendek, and they are all lies. No story can match his true vagaries. Here I hope to serve his memory well and report all his deeds…both good and ill.

So, choose a comfortable chair, tamp your pipe with fresh leaf, and partake of the ale on the table, for I have stories that need telling.