The Geohound's Act
The Never Ending Quest - Episode 77563
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All three of the girls jumped and turn around. Abigail dropped the spoon
onto the ground. Lizzie even let out a small shriek. All of the girls,
even Abigail, who looked cute yet mature for her age, look shocked and
frightened. However, Abigail quickly puts on a serious face.
“You’re trespassing in a sacred camp, stranger. You will pay dearly for
this.” She swiped the knife she used to cut open the chicken from the
ground. She pointed it at him. “Leave at once, and perhaps Valmar will
let you live!” Fred grinned. This was becoming cute now. “Stupid little girl, put that blade down before you cut yourself.” Abigail and Mary’s mouths opened in disbelief. “Don’t speak ta hur like that, ya piece a shit Palace dog!” Mary blurted out.“Palace guard? No you little kitten, I’m not one of those pompous girly men. I’m a geohound. So, I guess you weren’t off calling me a dog.” “A geohound?” Abigail said with exaggerated interest, still pointing the knife at him. “Oh, so you’re one of those man whores who will do anything if you give them a bit of money or booze?”Fred laughed. He’d heard that and much more from the ignorant pricks of the city, and it coming from a little girl was amusing. “Not only that, we’ll do it for free so long as it involves killing, fighting, maiming, or fucking. We geohounds are naturally-born sinners.” Abigail slowly put the knife down. Most of her hatred had left her face and she now stared at him with keen curiosity. “You certainly don’t talk like a palace guard or one of those Granas freaks.”“If I ever become a Granas freak, you have permission to cut me open like you did that chicken.” This made all three of the girls giggle. Abigail said “If you’re not part of the government or the church, then why are you here?”“Fred!” a familiar woman’s voice cried out. Fred gritted his teeth. The girls’ smiles disappeared. Abigail’s face turned cold and Mary spat in Sister Sharon’s direction.“It looks like one of Granas’s fatter whores has arrived. Are you her whore too, geohound?” said Abigail. “Fred!” Sister Sharon was gasping for breath from the quick jog over there, but she still had a judgmental tone in her voice. “These girls are suffering delusional victims of Valmar. Your filthy language and subject matter is not helping lead them into the light!”“Hey, ya stupid wench! We’re standin’ right here! Wir not bloody deaf! “ Mary hissed. ”Stupid woman!” Fred agreed in his mind. Sister Sharon was correct about one thing though: These girls were delusional, but more indoctrination was not the solution. They might listen to a dirty sinning geohound, but not if they believed he was friends with those two Granas freaks.“Look woman, you only hired me to find your precious priestess. In no way, shape, or form did you mention that standing by and letting you indoctrinate children was part of the job! These girls don’t want your prayers anymore than they want their blood cycles.” Fred hoped she caught on. Abigail joined in. “That is right. You might enjoy being a whore to your imaginary friend and feeling inferior to men, but we actually like being not stupid and not slaves.”“Ya, ya stupid whore” Mary spat. “Fred, you…” Sister Sharon began, but Fred sent her a wink hidden from the girls’ view, and she stopped abruptly.“Go tend to your priestess, woman.” Sharon gave Fred a long cold look, but her eyes showed the truth; they showed worry. She might be fat. She might be overly religious. But she wasn’t stupid. Though he surely wouldn’t convert them to Granas, turning them away from Valmar and his sick lifestyle was a start.She walked away, purposely muttering incomprehensively aloud. “She’s got you on a long leash, dog.” Abigail said, with a hint of admiration in her voice. “I hope that doesn’t cut your salary.”“Ta hell with his salary!” said Mary. “We have Granas followers in our camp. Whyar we lettin’ ‘em trounce around, touch ar stuff, interrupt ar bloody ritual? “Calm down Mary. We might have whores of granas in our home, but we also are honored with the company of a Knight of Valmar.” She smiled at Fred, like she knew a deep secret about him.Fred raised his eyebrows. What? “Sorry to disappoint you, kittens, but I follow no god.” “Oh, I know what you think. You don’t believe in any god, but you follow one. I know the type of work you geohounds do. Spilling the blood of bandits, thieves, crooks, and the occasional innocent. For every man or woman you slay, Valmar rejoices and feasts. You’re a damn murderer and have pleased him more than the three of us have combined.”Fred shifted a bit. This was reminding him an awful lot about what the bandit leader had said before they dueled. [61445] That bastard probably was the one who taught them. Could he be the Uncle John they were referring to? He stared at them with an arrogant smile. They were smiling back, even the chubby blonde one. They trusted him. As long as he continued to act like a nihilistic ass, he could probably find out whatever he wanted from them.
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