Fred and Fogeno's Adventure in Whorin'
The Never Ending Quest - Episode 23019
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We skip over the events and outright debauchery of the next few
hours... Both Fred and the Seacaptain were limping through a dark alleyway, simply content they still had use of their legs. "Arrrr," the Seacaptain croaked, "let it not be said that the whores o' Siloon are ill-fed, yarharararharhar!""I'm glad you find it funny," Fred scowled, massaging his sore groin, "because I sure don't! I was nearly crushed to death by that horrendous hippo of a harlet!" "Glad to hear ye got yer coppers worth!" Fogeno laughed, patting Fred on the back. "So now that the whorin's been taken care of, I think it's high time fer some boozin!""Haven't we sinned enough for one night..." "Oh, come now, Bunny," pressured Fogeno, "giving up so soon!? Why, after the boozin' there's the fightin'! Then after the fightin' there's more boozin'! And after the boozin' there's more whorin'! And after the whorin' there's more boozin'! And after the boozin' there's the pukin'! We've hardly began our night of indulgence!""I'm going to bed," Fred declared, deciding he had experienced quite enough of the spectacles Siloon had to offer. "I am a Knight of Allaria, I do not need to fulfill such base human desires and lusts." "Oh, well look who got all high and mighty! A 'Knight of Allaria', huh? Hohoho! That's the funniest remark you've ever made, Bunny! Go ahead, scuttle back to the ship like a frightened little bunny, Bunny! Yer just a little wussy boy!"Fred had reached his breaking point, going into a fit of heavy sobs as tears welled in his eyes. "Don't make fun of me! Leave me alone!" "Wussy boy! Wussy boy!" Fogeno taunted, doing a little dance of mockery around the quivering Allarian."Stop it! Stop it!" Fred cried, covering his eyes. "I'm running away from you, you mean man!" And with that, he sped into the night. "He'll be back," the Seacaptain said to himself, "the bunny's alone in a strange place with no friends, yarharahar! Reminds me of a story..."
The governor had fallen into a fitful sleep on the sofa, drooling on the pillows and snoring like a wyrm. Astra had made it through another day in this foreign land of infidels, but she couldn't keep this up for much longer. Something told her she must attempt an escape from the clutches of Gilder this very night. Time was of the essence...
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