[Well that is apparently good enough of a prompting for Syeira. Be afraid Zhas. The breath she takes is very deep.]
See, I was looking for work in this slum bar -it's owned by a friend now, because I freed him from slavery and he killed the former owner. Who was the slaver, just so you know- and this noble girl comes up to me asking for help. Nalia's a sweet thing, but obliviously classist.
Anyway, travelled halfway across the nation to her family keep and it's totally over run by trolls. They eat people too.
[She's starting to walk, because there's no bugs around here. They should walk and talk and find more bugs. (Maybe she's had enough, hmm?)]
And there's no bodies. The place has been held for weeks and there's no dead anywhere. So I clear out the place -when I say "I", I don't mean I was alone. I had some friends with me. They totally help.- and find out from a servant that they have umber hulks with them down in the dungeon. They've been feeding them dog to keep them from eating the nobles. Not that Nalia's aunt wouldn't have benefitted from having a nibble taken out of her. She was ungrateful snob. Bet they didn't eat her because they knew she'd be sour.
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See, I was looking for work in this slum bar -it's owned by a friend now, because I freed him from slavery and he killed the former owner. Who was the slaver, just so you know- and this noble girl comes up to me asking for help. Nalia's a sweet thing, but obliviously classist.
Anyway, travelled halfway across the nation to her family keep and it's totally over run by trolls. They eat people too.
[She's starting to walk, because there's no bugs around here. They should walk and talk and find more bugs. (Maybe she's had enough, hmm?)]
And there's no bodies. The place has been held for weeks and there's no dead anywhere. So I clear out the place -when I say "I", I don't mean I was alone. I had some friends with me. They totally help.- and find out from a servant that they have umber hulks with them down in the dungeon. They've been feeding them dog to keep them from eating the nobles. Not that Nalia's aunt wouldn't have benefitted from having a nibble taken out of her. She was ungrateful snob. Bet they didn't eat her because they knew she'd be sour.