Elvis watched silently as Llona fussed over the nearly fully recovered Shyne. Slobba’s healing spells had done the trick and the Warrior Wizard was lounging comfortably on his bedroll lapping up the attention that the Rogue was giving him.
After he removed the last of his aloe vera face mask he folded up his towel and shoved it into his back pack.
‘What has he got that I haven’t?’ he mused ‘must be the ears, probably gives her something to hold on to’.
It wasn’t that Elvis was attracted to Llona, aside from her magnificent cans of course, she just happened to be the better of the two options currently available to him. No it was the fact that she wasn’t attracted to him that really bugged the Bard. Women loved Elvis. They swooned to his songs, shrieked at his dance moves and threw their underwear at him when he was on stage; sometimes while they were still wearing it. Yes women found it impossible to say no to his charms, yet this one had. It just would not do.
“You OK there Elvis?” Slobba asked as he began to gather up his equipment “you look lost in thought.”
“I’m fine” replied the Bard “just trying to figure out the best way out of here.”
“Well we can’t go back, we’ll just have to push on and see if we can find a way out” said the Cleric as he hoisted his back pack onto his shoulders then bent over and picked up his long spear.
“Get up pointy head!” said Grumpy as he kicked Shyne while he lay on his bed roll.
“Have you seen Alyse?” he asked, ignoring the evil glare sent in his direction from the Elf.
“Not since she stormed off after her little fight with Llona” replied Slobba.
“Well I say it’s time we packed up our gear and set out to find her” said the Dwarf “she can’t have gotten too far ahead.”
“I agree. Get a move on your two” said Slobba to the two Elves before moving back to the stairs to ensure that there wasn’t anyone behind them.
“Hey Llona” said Elvis with a wink towards Grumpy “if I’m on deaths door will you burst into tears like you did for Shyne?”
“Not at all” she replied rising to her feet.
“Why not?” he asked while trying to keep a straight face
“Because most likely I would have been the one that had put you there” Llona replied ominously.
“HA! Good one!” laughed Grumpy.
“A word of warning Bard” Llona hissed “the next time you decide to poke fun at me I will skin you alive then bury you up to your neck in the salt flats on the Nameless Isle.”
“Sounds......painful” said Elvis with a nervous smile.
“Best hope you don’t find out” she snarled before turning and helping a grinning Shyne climb up from the floor.
“You know laddie, I don’t think that girl likes you” said the Dwarf as they watched the two Elves move off towards the doorway at the end of the hall.
“Rubbish” scoffed the Bard “she wants me bad!”
After he removed the last of his aloe vera face mask he folded up his towel and shoved it into his back pack.
‘What has he got that I haven’t?’ he mused ‘must be the ears, probably gives her something to hold on to’.
It wasn’t that Elvis was attracted to Llona, aside from her magnificent cans of course, she just happened to be the better of the two options currently available to him. No it was the fact that she wasn’t attracted to him that really bugged the Bard. Women loved Elvis. They swooned to his songs, shrieked at his dance moves and threw their underwear at him when he was on stage; sometimes while they were still wearing it. Yes women found it impossible to say no to his charms, yet this one had. It just would not do.
“You OK there Elvis?” Slobba asked as he began to gather up his equipment “you look lost in thought.”
“I’m fine” replied the Bard “just trying to figure out the best way out of here.”
“Well we can’t go back, we’ll just have to push on and see if we can find a way out” said the Cleric as he hoisted his back pack onto his shoulders then bent over and picked up his long spear.
“Get up pointy head!” said Grumpy as he kicked Shyne while he lay on his bed roll.
“Have you seen Alyse?” he asked, ignoring the evil glare sent in his direction from the Elf.
“Not since she stormed off after her little fight with Llona” replied Slobba.
“Well I say it’s time we packed up our gear and set out to find her” said the Dwarf “she can’t have gotten too far ahead.”
“I agree. Get a move on your two” said Slobba to the two Elves before moving back to the stairs to ensure that there wasn’t anyone behind them.
“Hey Llona” said Elvis with a wink towards Grumpy “if I’m on deaths door will you burst into tears like you did for Shyne?”
“Not at all” she replied rising to her feet.
“Why not?” he asked while trying to keep a straight face
“Because most likely I would have been the one that had put you there” Llona replied ominously.
“HA! Good one!” laughed Grumpy.
“A word of warning Bard” Llona hissed “the next time you decide to poke fun at me I will skin you alive then bury you up to your neck in the salt flats on the Nameless Isle.”
“Sounds......painful” said Elvis with a nervous smile.
“Best hope you don’t find out” she snarled before turning and helping a grinning Shyne climb up from the floor.
“You know laddie, I don’t think that girl likes you” said the Dwarf as they watched the two Elves move off towards the doorway at the end of the hall.
“Rubbish” scoffed the Bard “she wants me bad!”
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