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“Intriguing,” said Belboz, clearly intrigued. “Do go on.” Astra stepped out of the shadows and into the flickering torchlight. “First, allow me to introduce myself,” she said, remembering her manners (as any good princess would). “Name’s Astra of Aqualaria - warrior princess extraordinaire. I, of course, know that you are Belboz the Necromancer, as your reputation proceeds you.” She bowed again. “Lovely,” droned Belboz, apparently losing interest.“Um…right…aren’t you even the least bit interested in how I evaded your security systems to enter your innermost sanctum?” Belboz shrugged and took another swig from his goblet of wine. “Not really.”“Fair enough,” Astra conceded. “Anyway… as I was saying, I have a proposition for you…” Belboz checked his watch. “And I’ve been waiting patiently for you to bloody well get on with it. Look, I’m a busy mage…”“Right. I’ll make this short and sweet. The dragon is an asshole, he kidnapped my sisters. The gods only know what he’s doing to them down there. Anyway, let’s team up! We both obviously hate him and need him gone.” She unsheathed her sword and spun it about in an obvious attempt to showoff. It hummed smoothly as it sliced through the air. Belboz was obviously impressed. “Impressive,” said he. “Aint nothin’ but a thang,” said she.He motioned for her to join him at the table and poured her a goblet of wine. She gratefully accepted the wine and took a seat at one of the many stools surrounding the stone dais. Belboz smiled from across the chamber, exposing the nubs of his jagged, yellow teeth. “I merely have one question for you, my dear,” he said at length.
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