Rumors abound that your 'missing lot' was immediately inhabited by your obviously now missing sense of humor and aimlessly wanders the northern forests laughing at good jokes and well told stories. . If a search is mounted,take care to check all the rear ends of rabbits, wolves, and sheep for I have seen it rapidly flee after sending said animals to their maker. I did try to hurl a firebolt at the wily demon but it was much to small and nimble, slinking it's way down a mole tunnel and disappearing f
Written by my hand on the 5th of Midsummer, in the year 1155.