A Light Meal Conversation, part 2 - and don't forget the mint

The Never Ending Quest - Episode 80316

And so, as Belboz scampers off to brew another batch of tea, Lord Fred attempts to strike up a casual conversation with the necromancer’s ‘significant other’ (who had by now joined them at the table).

“I say,” says Fred, “Wonderful weather we’re having lately, eh? Almost makes the widespread war and famine and plague tolerable!”

She looks at the nobleman with her lifeless, glazed over eyes and mewls feebly. Zombies make for poor conversationalists.

“Yes, that’s nice,” he replies, shuffling about awkwardly in his chair. Instead of pressing the issue further, he pulls out his papyrus Quester’s Guild packet from his supply pouch and begins ticking off the appropriate boxes with the thin rod of lead he always keeps handy (and also uses as a delicious garnish for most any meal).

“Let’s see...”

So far he has rescued one maiden, which is worth about 5,000 points. Unfortunately he hadn’t earned any extra bonus points for ravaging her naked body. Pity. He’s already acquired a considerable amount of treasure as well, but wisely chooses not to officially report this fact. He and the King are on the best of terms, but the man’s insatiable appetite for taxation is renowned far and wide. He’ll loose some Guild points, but that’s just part of the game. Collateral damage has been minimal, not taking into account the Mudspot fiasco. Sighing, he supposes he’ll have to report this fact. Protocol is pretty loose when it comes to dispatching obstacles such as peasants and mules and cattle and goats and such. But rules are rules. Better to keep a tab on these petty sidetracks.

Moving on, he’s even managed to acquire a formidable sidekick in the from of Belboz. So, all things considered, the Quest is moving along swimmingly. Fred smiles, silently congratulating himself on a job well done. The only real obstacle left is beheading that pesky dragon and presenting the severed appendage before the king as proof of it’s slaughter. A minor technicality, really.

By then Belboz has returned, tea kettle in hand...

  1. "I think it's time we devise a stratgey," the old man says as he pours Fred another steaming cup of caffeinated yumminess.
  2. Before the old man makes it to the table, however, a cold gust of wind sweeps through the chamber, blowing out the torches.

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