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Theresa ot an Bol'hjar, Benedict Kaspin



Theresa turned her head at the then-sleeping Piper by the fire, picking up her voice. "Oh. Hey." She said, seeing the young lady looking quite frightened, which was understandable given her present company. Theresa's eyes scanned her a bit, noticing Ben's tail was awfully close to her sleeping arrangement.

"Ben. Your tail." Theresa said, turning her head.

"What?"

"Your tail. It's right next to her, move it away!"

He did so, seemingly unwilling to. He was probably getting a kick out of scaring her half to death. Theresa shook her head, before realizing something. She turned to her left and picked up the hat from off the ground, stood up, and cautiously approached Piper. "It's okay, it's okay." She said, setting the hat down beside her, away from the fire.

"Is that... all you had with you?"

Piper shook her head.

Theresa looked over at Ben and called out, "Ben, what'd you take?"

"She had a stick in a leather sheath. Was going to recycle the leather." The saurian replied.

"Hand it over."

"The leather or the stick?"

"Ben."

"Ugh, alright." He reached into his coat and pulled out the wand and its sheath, tossing them over to Theresa, who aptly caught them. "Anything else?" She asked, staring him down.

"Nope. Nothing."

"Ben, I swear."

Ben sighed, and the movement of his eyes suggested he was rolling them. "Three copper." He said, making no other movements or notions.

"Well? Give them back."

"It's literally just three copper!"

"That's not the point, Ben!"

"She came out of a geyser and we saved her from any- wandering jungle beasts!"

"BEN."

Ben groaned, realizing the futility of arguing with her. He took the three copper pieces from out of his coat and deposited them in Theresa's hand. She, in turn, went and set the items down on the brim of Piper's hat, and said to her, "There. Hope that's everything. I'm sorry he robbed you, he just..."

She searched for the words.

"Are you... okay?" She asked.

@UrbanEvolution
@Empour



Gerald Pithers



"JUST, EHHH..." Gerald replied in regards to the licorice, "TUCK IT IN BETWIXT ME CIRCLET AN' ME HEADBAND. IF YEH PUT IT IN ME JAW IT MOIGHT FALL OUT AN' GET EATEN BOY ANOTHAH JUNGLE BEAST."

Cia did so, tucking the licorice on the side of Gerald's head. Saaria then asked him about whether or not he could still feel his other parts.

"EHHH... MMMM..." Gerald replied, trying to focus. "OI, UH... OI CAN, A LITTLE... NOTHING FROM ME CHEST A BACK... BUT ME ARMS FEEL LOIKE... LOIKE THEY GETTIN' REARRANGED, SOME... OHHH, OI DREAD THE THOUGHT A ME LIMBS BEIN' USED FEH RECREATIONAL ACTIVITIES OF A MANNAH MOST UNSAVORY... WE BETTAH FOIND 'EM QUICK, RICHARDS."

@luclovers
@Cuccoruler
@SepticGentleman

I wasn't sure if it would fit in this world so I was planing on giving a few details to see if it did.


Just make sure it stays in the fantasy spectrum, nothing modern, and it's good.
@UrbanEvolution @SepticGentleman

I was wondering if you've seen my idea of a possible location? It is near the top of this page?


Yeah I saw it. You don't have to ask before every submission you make man, just so long as you're sure it fits into the intended setting.
Theresa ot an Bol'hjar, Benedict Kaspin



It'd begun to pour.

The duo, with Piper still asleep and slung over Ben's shoulder, settled down beneath an indented ledge of the ground stretching over a shallow pit of leaves and dirt. Pretty much half a cave. It was a little cramped for the saurian's size, but it would do.

Amidst the rain, Ben had gathered a few more rocks to make another pit, and set up a pile of dry leaves within it. They weren't gonna start a fire with any wet wood from outside. Thankfully however, some hefty roots were stretching downward from the trees up above, peeking through the dirt. Ben plucked a good handful of those, and they were set.

In the dimly lit dirt cave, Theresa and Ben sat beside the walls while the sleeping Piper lay on the bear skin.

"Wonder what her story is." Theresa said softly.

"Guess she'll tell us when she wakes up."

Theresa nodded. "You know..." She said, "I think I can get used to all the crazy stuff that happens here... relatively quickly. You?"

"Way ahead of you." Ben replied, with that cheeky smile of his.

And Theresa smiled back.

@UrbanEvolution
@Empour



Gerald Pithers



"AH, OI'M SORRY FAIRY-RICHARD, BUT JUNGLE-RICHARD'S ROIGHT." Gerald replied, "MUCH AS THAT OFFAH SOUNDS ROIGHT DANDY, ME AN' JUNGLE-RICHARD GOT MATTAHS TO RECTIFOY. OI MEAN, WE GOTTA GET ME BONES 'FORE ANYTHIN'. PLUS WE'RE LOOKIN' FEH THAT WHOITE-HAIRED MISTRESS'S BRUV OR WHAT'S-IT, THEN WE GOTTA FOIND OUT WOT'S HAPPENIN' BACK IN THAT VILLAGE A STONE WITH THEM SHADOWY BLOKES, AN' THEN WE GOTTA FOIND OUT WOT THE MYSTERY BEHOIND THIS BLEMISH IS, AN' HOPEFULLY GET IT WASHED OFF ME NOGGIN."

Gerald sighed again. "AH PLATES' A MOIGHTY FULL, FAIRY-RICHARD. IF YEH GOTTA RELOCATE YAHSELF TO THIS, EHHH... SWEATAH MEAT COUNTRY, FOR WHATEVAH REASON PERTAININ' TO YEH HEALTH, THEN YEH SHOULD GET THAT ROIGHT DONE WITH, AN' THEN COME FOIND US AGAIN."

He could tell she was a little heartbroken over him essentially telling her to bugger off and come back later. "OI'M REALLY SORRY FAIRY-RICHARD, TRULY OI AM. BUT THIS BE FEH THE BETTEHMENT OF YEH HEALTH, AN' THE WELL-KEEPIN' A ME AN' JUNGLE-RICHARD'S. THAS' UNDAHSTANDABLE, ROIGHT?"

@luclovers
@Cuccoruler
I'm guessing this one is by you, @SepticGentleman


Nope. Urban thinks it's a better idea than I do.

Gerald's singing is equivalent to the death cries of a schizophrenic howler monkey.
Here's a fun game folks, guess which topic titles are written by me or Urban.
Gerald Pithers



"WELL, TEH BE QUOITE HONEST, FAIRY-RICHARD..." Gerald began, still stuck up on Saaria's horn and wobbling some, "THAT DISPLAY A SUDDEN, FIENDISH ROUGH HOUSIN' LAST NOIGHT WAS, EHHH... MOST UNSETTLIN'. THOUGHT MAYBE YEH'D GONE ROIGHT MAD WHEN YEH WEH CLAWIN' AT THAT PASSAGEWAY, THREATENIN' THE REST A THE LADS AND LASSES INSOIDE WITH THE PRESENCE A THE HORRAHS A THE NOIGHT."

The view was pretty spectacular from up here.

"LOOK." Gerald said, "ALL OI'M SAYIN' IS, THAT WAS A ROIGHT UN-INTELLECTUAL GESTURE, AN' IT'S GOT ME THINKIN' YEH COULD CAUSE SUM, EHHH... SITUATIONS A THE DOIRE VAROIETY, IN THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE. YAH MAY 'AVE TO GO GET SUM HELP, FAIRY-RICHARD. THE KOIND A HELP ME AN' JUNGLE-RICHARD BE UNCAPABLE A PROVOIDIN'."

@luclovers
@Cuccoruler
Alas, poor Gerald.
Gerald Pithers



"OI."

The rock spoke, apparently.

"MAY OI HUMBLY REQUEST THAT YEH REMOVE YEH BUM FROM UPON ME FACE, JUNGLE-RICHARD?" Gerald asked, in a muffled tone.

Saaria immediately shot back up, looking down at the severed skull of Gerald.

"MORNIN'." He said, as Saaria picked him up, "YEH, UH, AS YEH CAN SEE, NOT ALL WENT ACCORDIN' TEH PLAN. THEM BELLIGERENT, SHADY BLOKES WENT AN' DISASSEMBLED ME. TOOK ME BONY PAHTS SOMEWHERE OVER YONDAH. DUN SUPPOSE, EHHH... YEH COULD GO 'BOUT REACQUIRIN' 'EM FOR ME? PUT ME BACK TOGETHAH? WOULD BE A FOINE, DANDY FAVAH, JUNGLE-RICHARD."

@luclovers
<Snipped quote by Trevor1001>

Probably varies from area to area. I'd assume that just copper+silver+gold coins, and bartering, would work well enough though.


Pretty much this. Some people prefer to barter. Or even request services. But every now and again you'll find that strange bunch of folks who only accept severed pig anuses, or even empty perfume bottles.
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