After the lowfolk finished kissing,
Added 2024-01-12 01:41:58 +0000 UTCthey leaned back and stared into each other's eyes.
Barkingthwaite put his hat back on and said: "Pellia, my dear, it seems that Lord Randal has given us everything we could ever have needed, despite us never knowing until now what that was. Let us depart and trouble him no longer."
"Yes, my love," Venatrix agreed. "Let us leave Lord Randal to his elfly matters and retire back to our lodgings."
I shed a sentimental tear as they joined hand-in-hand and began to walk back the way they had come. Ah, young love! So sweet! They had their entire, short lowfolk lives ahead of them to face together whatever adventures might -
Wait a minute!! They were LEAVING!?!!?
"STOP!" I yelled as I leaped to my feet and started waving my arms. "COME BACK! All this way you've quested and it's leaving you are, after only the tiniest, the merest, the itsy bitsiest TASTE, a sample if you will, of the rewards Lord Randall can bestow?"
They turned to look at me with moderate interest.
"You've already done more than enough for us, sir," Barkingthwaite declared.
"But you have done nothing for ME!" I yelled. "The showing up and the claiming of boons, the begging, always the Give me this, Give me that ... but who considers an elf, eh? Poor elf, poor, granting wishes for all and sundry, but who grants HIS wish, eh? Think you can just waltz out of here with a blessing and not pay the fee? Not so fast, says the tortoise to the hare! What Lord Randall giveth, Lord Randall can take away!"
"He does have a point," Venatrix observed. "He has given us something wonderful. It's only fair we should do him some service in return."
"YES YES EXACTLY," I agreed, pointing at the femme and nodding.
"What would you have of us, sir?" Barkingthwaite asked.
"Prisoner here," I explained, gesturing at the stone circle. "Long story. Powerful geas. Need help to escape."
"So that part of the legend is true as well," Barkingthwaite murmured and puffed on his pipe.
"What about the tale of Mother Didelphis and Wild Rebecca of the Wood?" Venatrix asked me. "Do you indeed grant wondrous powers and teach the secrets of true magick?"
"My student Rebecca went wild in the wood?" I mused, with some perplexity.
"Egad," Barkingthwaite exclaimed. "The Order of the Golden Dawn will be very interested in this."
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>Time for a well placed exposition dump. >Roger and Pellia: Explain to Adler the significance of the Order of the Golden Dawn and bring Adler up to speed on local and global events of the last 150 years. >Adler: Okay, you can believe that a steam powered train exists, but a steam powered ant robot that pulls carts seems far-fetched and impractical. If the fine-tuned, miniaturized technology to replace a pack-ant with a robot exists, why not just scale down the train and build personalized steam powered vehicles? (translated from gobbledygook, of course) >Hopefully Rebecca managed to stay on track with her benevolent, seelie streak. >Perhaps Burnside still disguised as Didelphis managed to rescue Rebecca from Ash's clutches and the two of them have been working together. Hopefully to Adler's benefit.
2024-01-18 00:54:03 +0000 UTCWild Rebecca of the Wood, now there's a potential spin-off series ;D
2024-01-12 18:52:14 +0000 UTCYeah, there's going to be a lot of old tales updated.
Walter Reimer
2024-01-12 17:26:46 +0000 UTC
