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Fred held the washcloth to his head and stared at his feet. The fire
reflected in his leather boots. "Lord." Fred thought. "I just had to land in the middle of the most naive adventure party in three kingdoms. Including the Three Kingdoms!" The five people huddled around the fire were the dorkiest nutbags Fred had ever encountered. The leader, a half-elf named Tweak, didn't even have a scabbard for his magic sword. (And the sword shot a little flame, barely enough to start the fire!) The obligatory dwarf, Jorge, seemed only to be hired on the basis of the old rumor that dwarfs brought good luck to quests. He was skinny, had no beard to speak of and his axe didn't look sharp enough to cut wind. The theif, Anales Stevenson, was underage and she was only along to get away from her overbearing politician mother and her jerk boyfriend who kept wanting to feel her up while she was wearing her levitation cloak. Fetish for magic. Fred didn't want to know this but he was told anyway. Along with several dozen minutes of yapyapyap he had fortunately forgotten. Chris, a hairy twenty-something, didn't seem to have any skills at all. He just wanted to prance around in an admittely high quality set of leather fighting togs. His golden daggers and Sword of Slight Deflection was wasted on a turd like him. He seemed only along to ogle at Merlise, the only worthwhile one of the group. She was twenty five and had snow-white hair kept up in a bun. Her white blouse and black pants were inapropiate for much beyond dancing and her conversation revealed a dangerous lack of knowledge about real life. She didn't even know the most elementary martial arts moves! (Fred had subtly quizzed all of them over the hours to see if any knew what the hell they were doing). Merlise was a wonder at healing spells. Fred only had his head pain left at his insistence, as too much magic never really was a good idea, really. Merlise, of course, did not know this but thankfully had promised to think about it. Now Fred had a choice. Lead these weirdos or abandone them. Well...that wasn't much of a choice. He had abandoned his old friends and had gotten thrown into the lands of Landoire, which was on the far side of Ryngaerd! And that was pretty far from home also! Oy. Fred decided to stick with these idiots to make sure they wouldn't die. And their quest sounded noble also.
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