Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20160726000337/@comment-27550231-20160726052532

I walk down the path of some backwater country town. A large burlap cloak covers my entire body concealing my identity to those around me. After what happend in Neoz, Whitemarch, then Neoz again. I was pissed, I didn't want to deal with people any more, I didn't want to hurt those I cared for again. I make my way into town, it seems to be monster friendly. Lizardmen and salamanders stand around a group of human mercenaries. A cyclops and her husband work together in their forge. A woman walks with her young son on their way to get groceries. And a pair of Gyoubu Danuki sit in thier shops and try to sell their good and services.

"There they are." I shamble to their direction, tearing through the crowd like a giant wading through a river. The closest Danuki sees me towering through the crowd and heading to her direction, she starts to sweat nervously and thought's start to run through her head.

"Oh lord! Oh lord! Oh DEMON LORD PROTECT ME! Is he that guy I sold that map too? Ohhhhhh I knew he was dangerous! All those lamia in that temple should have been able to overpower him! He should be swimming in sexy snek juices by now!" Her eyes dart to a dagger under the desk then back at me. "He's too big! I don't think that this will work, but I got to do something!"

The neighboring Danuki look at her and snicker at her misfortune. "Ohhhh! What's this? Another Dissatisfied customer Dasha?" "Is he the one you sold that phony treasure map to? Oh I bet he's setaming!"

"Sh-shut up Dila,Tayla!" She closes her eyes and starts to breath deeply "Alright Dasha! You cna do this... You can do this he's probably not that mad." As I walk up to her and block out the sun she gives out an "EEEEEP!" and the other Danukis start to laugh.

"Oooooh You're gonna get it now Dasha, and you don't even have a man to leave your meager wealth with!" "Hey Dasha! Can I have your belongings when you die? I mean you don't have much but I could always sell your junk for table scraps!"

Dasha looks up to me trembling as she slowly reaches for the dagger under the table. Her tears start to mix in with her sweat, her knees and legs tremble, and her FRIENDS keep egging her on. She looks up at the hooded before her and thinks. "Well this is it Dasha... this is where you die. I never even got to feel the warm embrace of a man... Well I guess I should go down fighting." Her eyes widen as another Idea comes to mind. "Or... you seduce him! Come on Dasha I know you can do it! Just slip him a little peek under that cute little robe of yours and he might just break you... durring... He's huge, good luck." She keeps her right hand on the dagger while slipping her left hand to her collar and slowly opens her robe.

"Woooo! You go girl! Sell yourself!" "Come on you can't expect him to fall those small things do you?"

Dasha starts to turn beet red and starts to try and talk. "H-h-h-h-h-hooow-w-w-w Ca-ca-can I h-help you!" Her voice cracks at the last part and she quickly covers her mouth bringing the dagger to her face and her left breast into veiw.

"Poor choice Dasha! You never show the goods upfront!" "What goods? All I see is a fancy dagger and a flat chest! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Dasha slams the dagger and her forhead on the table and begs for her life. "PLEASEDONTKILLMEMRIDIDN'TMEANTOSELLYOUTHATMAPAND PUTYOUINDANGER! PLEASEDON'TKILLME!" The entire market is now staring at us and her Danukis friends continue to laugh but stop when they see me reach for something on my belt.

"He's gonna do it! He's actually gonna do it!" "Mr. Please I know she's a twit but please! I'll pay you to spare her!" Then they close their eyes as I pull something out and slam it on her table. Everyone opens their eyes and see a giant un-cut emerald the size of a childs head. Dasha and the other Danuki vendors all skuttle over everything and huddle around the giant jewel.

"This emerald will belong to anyone who can get me to Lescaite!"