Plue Presents: Tales from Arkham

A collection of short stories from people that Plue the traveling story teller, the recorder of tales. It concerns the town of Arkham, Althea. It's considered interesting because the tales are from the very mouths of the citizens, without 'translating' the accents.

First Story
The tale of the Vacuum Salesman.

Well now, I ain't saing I had an interstin life, sir. Not that I've had a boring one, oh no, oh no. Jes most of your reders won't wanto har bout it.

The story I thin ye'll by wantin is abot the time I livd in ol'Arkam. Ye'll never live in a more queer town. Queer in the strane sense, offen times, it drove lessers mad. Arkam's an old ton. Older then anythin groun levl in Arcahdia city, and that's old. Old thins lik Arkam gather old thins. As a travlin salsman, I've met morn my far shar, I'll tell ye wat.

In Arkam, I sol vacuums. I had morn fify yeas experence. Thas somethin that ca't be fakkd to thoss in the know. I met all kins. Of the strane, I knew many. Mos ar harless, som, lik them Gorgins, ar kina frenly, if seckit likk. A few ain't. Thins likk an Eythin, it allus wants mor eys fer itself. It steals yer eys! Or the tenacle beass, I her thas a faveorte o' the wimmen, so I her. Kilt one onse. Dang thin dissolved into acid and berned throu two hunnerd weight of prim Arcahdin techs.

Now, abot