Guard at Guardhouse
Class: Female, Human, Guard, Thorwaler
Wherefrom, whereto?
There is an armed woman leaning on the door of the guardhouse, looking bored. She watches with disinterest as you come up.
“Wherefrom, whereto?” she asks, in a bored tone, without changing her stance.“From back there to up there.”
“To visit your town, beautiful.”
“We just want to buy some supplies.”
The woman changes her stance just so much.
“I’ll ask again: Wherefrom, whereto?”“Very slowly, just for you: from there to there.”
“Through the village, madam colonel.”
“Beg pardon, but why do you ask?”
The woman turns to the door and calls out:
“Come out to play, boys!”“Don’t try to be funny with me, sweety, or I’ll turn you into shish-kebab. Got that?”
“Don’t strain yourself, babe.”
“But we really want to go into town.”
“I do apologize. I was crude.”
“But the town doesn’t want filth like you crossing through her. She told me quite clearly. So now you’ll go right back where you came from, and both you and the town will be okay.”
“That sounds real good. Now if you kneel down a bit, I might even let you pass!”
“Never! You’re going to regret this!”
“Do I have to? These trousers are new.”
“If you insist…”
“To arms!!”
“You’re doing fine, really, you are. Pity we can’t use anyone like you here. But then, I only said I “Might” let you pass.”
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