Miskriila laughed. Or at least, she tried to laugh. The smell coming from the abomination in front of her made it difficult.
"You would come here, oozing slime from your every step, and ask for shelter? Be grateful that we did not slaughter you before you reached the gates, beast," she said.
"I came to ask for shelter in exchange for information on those that fled Rottown. Something you seem to have forgotten," replied the Rotman.
"Forgotten?" She said softly. "Forgotten! I did not forget. I simply do not care. Now begone! Go back to your damned swamp or stay in the mountains until you freeze, I don't care. Just get out of my city," she shouted.
"Very well," the Rotman said. "But do not expect to be welcome among us in the future."
Tantalizing. I'm interested in seeing th next part.
ReplyDeleteThanks. I'm glad you like it! It's (loosely) based off of a Dawn of Worlds game I played at one point - I put up a timeline on here. I'll see if I can find the link, if you're interested.
ReplyDeleteHere's the timeline link.
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