Interlude – Elisssa
“You smell that? What’s that remind you of? Smells like… snake.” a harsh voice cut through the evening air.
“Hells no Marti, it’s something with scales alright but I’d say it’s more like dead rottin’ fish.” a sardonic voice replied loudly.
Elisssa shook her head slightly. On the whole living in Larkson was enjoyable but of late the Bain followers seemed to be getting more overt about their humanistic beliefs.
“Oh yeah Jakia, fish might be right. Something smells fishier than an unwashed doxie’s crotch.”
Elisssa snapped over her shoulder without slowing, “Don’t badmouth your birthplace, you’ll make your mom cry.”
There was a startled silence and then, “What the fuck?! What did you say?”
Elisssa sighed, turning as she heard footsteps hurrying toward her. Two humans were moving toward her from the mouth of an alley. The one in front of medium build, hair tied back with dirty blue rag, the other one stockier with broad muscled shoulders. Thugs the both of them was her first impression.
“Snake bitch you want to be repeating that? I don’t think I heard you right.”
The stockier one spoke, “Marti, I done think she called your mom a whore.”
The other thug snapped his hand sideways and a iron club grew out of it, fashioned of linked steel piping. “Whore she may have been but she was human and no fuckin’ snake bad mouths a human.”
Jakia’s hands disappeared into his tunic coming back into sight with small metal cylinders that snapped open with a jerk of his hands into twin clubs. “Snake gotta know it’s place Marti and that’s down in the dirt on it’s belly. You want to get yourself down and apologize now snake bitch and we might let you walk away in one piece.”
Elisssa heaved a deep sigh, sending a mental plea to her goddess, the mother of her race for the strength to not kill the fools in front her. She eyed the approaching men, slowly counting to five to calm the heat that roiled just below her surface. ”We can do this hard or easy. Easy is we both go our separate ways now, no harm no foul.”
“Oh I think you like it hard there snake bitch. How’s about we give you the hard way.” Jakai leered, holding one of the clubs suggestively at his crotch. ”This ain’t nothing to what I got for you.”
Elisssa felt her thoughts bubble toward rage and opened her mouth, lightnings playing off her teeth as her inner energies began to race. With a new found trick she snapped her own hand out and there was a sound of ripping leather ties as Rock Crusher leapt into her hand, the red runes on the flawless black iron maul’s head glowing with a dim light.
“You sure you want hard fuck face?” she snapped, lighting arcing from her teeth onto the maul. ”You really really don’t want to fucking push me….”
The two thugs faces tightened and they started to spread apart in the street when a voice, tone casual, almost bored spoke, “Hey girl, who are your friends?”
All three of them glanced sideways to see another human coming out of a doorway, dressed in the red trimmed chain and leather of the city watch, the hilts of two swords rising up behind his shoulders and a long bladed knife on each hip. He leaned against the door frame, cold green eyes boring into those of the two men. His arms were scarred with the reminders of over thirty fights in the pits and a jagged slash rand down his face. The savage scarring detracting little from his otherwise good looks.
“Hey Torn, I see that the watch took you in.” Elisssa said, after the first glance she’d returned her gaze back to the men.
“Yeah, wasn’t hard, Hells if you defeat all their trainers in one go, they even make you a officer and put you in charge of shit.”
“You sidin’ with the snake?” Marti spat out.
Torn stepped forward, with a blurred motion and rasp of metal on metal he held a short sword in each hand. The one in the right of arctic blued steel, the razor-ed edge crackling with lightnings identical to those dancing over the great maul in Elisssa’s hands.
“No, I’m siding with my friend. Now get the hells out here before I have to call a corpse cart. I hate the paperwork and reports I have to give when I have to do that. Just the thought of it really pisses me off.”
The two men glanced at each other then glared at the dragonborn and the veteran pitfighter. “We’re going. The stink here is about to make me vomit anyway.” Marti growled out. He jabbed a club at Elisssa, “Just a little advice snake, mind your manners next time a human talks to you. There’s bad things other than snakes sometimes in the dark, you might just run into them.”
The two men turned and stalked away, Elisssa and Torn watching them go.
“What was that about?” Torn asked, sheathing his swords in a smooth crisscrossing of his arms.
Elisssa shrugged, “Bain followers I think.”
“Bain?”
“Pissy little god that thinks humans should rule the world and everyone else should be dead, pets or unpaid help.”
“And here I thought you had such a nice little town.”
Elisssa snorted, the remnants of lightning flaring out to light the minuscule blue tinted scales of her face, “They’re nothing, just some lowlives that need someone to blame for their shit.”
“Seemed rather more than nothing.”
“Nothing to worry about, all talk, they’d of threatened, I’d of warned them off and life would have gone on. How’s Soozin?”
“Don’t think I don’t know you’re changing the subject El. She’s fine, I got her a little room over on the east side of town, as a watch leader I get a house allowance and the gold that Torel loaned me she’s not going to need to work for awhile and I’ll start getting a pay sack in a week or two.”
“And how are the two of you doing?” Elisssa chuckled as a rose of color bloomed on the fighter’s cheeks.
“Wha…what do you mean?”
She reached out and clasped his shoulder, “I may have scales and breath lightning balls dear friend but once you get past that I’m still a woman. I see the way she looks at you and you her.”
Torn grinned, “I guess we’re going okay. I was going to wait till you guys get back from that job you’re doing for the Council but I might as well tell you now . We’re going to have a binding ceremony next month after I get a little more gold saved up and I want you all to stand Witness for us.”
“I’d be honored Torn.” she replied leaning forward to brush his cheek with a kiss and give him a hug. “And the others will too or they’ll answer to me.”
“Such a fierce one you are Elisssa!”
Elisssa’s belling peel of laughter rang out through the darkening street, “Come and we’ll tell them now, we’re meeting now at our inn to discuss our trip.”
“I cannot,duty calls El. But look me up when you get back and we’ll make arrangements.”
“The gods themselves couldn’t stop me. I’ll see you in a few days friend. Take care of the little one.”
“With my life, El, with my life and more.”
With a final clasp of forearms they split up, the dragonborn warden heading north to meet with her companions…
Dragonborn with Maul
Interlude – Elisssa
“You smell that? What’s that remind you of? Smells like… snake.” a harsh voice cut through the evening air.
“Hells no Marti, it’s something with scales alright but I’d say it’s more like dead rottin’ fish.” a sardonic voice replied loudly.
Elisssa shook her head slightly. On the whole living in Larkson was enjoyable but of late the Bain followers seemed to be getting more overt about their humanistic beliefs.
“Oh yeah Jakia, fish might be right. Something smells fishier than an unwashed doxie’s crotch.”
Elisssa snapped over her shoulder without slowing, “Don’t badmouth your birthplace, you’ll make your mom cry.”
There was a startled silence and then, “What the fuck?! What did you say?”
Elisssa sighed, turning as she heard footsteps hurrying toward her. Two humans were moving toward her from the mouth of an alley. The one in front of medium build, hair tied back with dirty blue rag, the other one stockier with broad muscled shoulders. Thugs the both of them was her first impression.
“Snake bitch you want to be repeating that? I don’t think I heard you right.”
The stockier one spoke, “Marti, I done think she called your mom a whore.”
The other thug snapped his hand sideways and a iron club grew out of it, fashioned of linked steel piping. “Whore she may have been but she was human and no fuckin’ snake bad mouths a human.”
Jakia’s hands disappeared into his tunic coming back into sight with small metal cylinders that snapped open with a jerk of his hands into twin clubs. “Snake gotta know it’s place Marti and that’s down in the dirt on it’s belly. You want to get yourself down and apologize now snake bitch and we might let you walk away in one piece.”
Elisssa heaved a deep sigh, sending a mental plea to her goddess, the mother of her race for the strength to not kill the fools in front her. She eyed the approaching men, slowly counting to five to calm the heat that roiled just below her surface. ”We can do this hard or easy. Easy is we both go our separate ways now, no harm no foul.”
“Oh I think you like it hard there snake bitch. How’s about we give you the hard way.” Jakai leered, holding one of the clubs suggestively at his crotch. ”This ain’t nothing to what I got for you.”
Elisssa felt her thoughts bubble toward rage and opened her mouth, lightnings playing off her teeth as her inner energies began to race. With a new found trick she snapped her own hand out and there was a sound of ripping leather ties as Rock Crusher leapt into her hand, the red runes on the flawless black iron maul’s head glowing with a dim light.
“You sure you want hard fuck face?” she snapped, lighting arcing from her teeth onto the maul. ”You really really don’t want to fucking push me….”
The two thugs faces tightened and they started to spread apart in the street when a voice, tone casual, almost bored spoke, “Hey girl, who are your friends?”
All three of them glanced sideways to see another human coming out of a doorway, dressed in the red trimmed chain and leather of the city watch, the hilts of two swords rising up behind his shoulders and a long bladed knife on each hip. He leaned against the door frame, cold green eyes boring into those of the two men. His arms were scarred with the reminders of over thirty fights in the pits and a jagged slash rand down his face. The savage scarring detracting little from his otherwise good looks.
“Hey Torn, I see that the watch took you in.” Elisssa said, after the first glance she’d returned her gaze back to the men.
“Yeah, wasn’t hard, Hells if you defeat all their trainers in one go, they even make you a officer and put you in charge of shit.”
“You sidin’ with the snake?” Marti spat out.
Torn stepped forward, with a blurred motion and rasp of metal on metal he held a short sword in each hand. The one in the right of arctic blued steel, the razor-ed edge crackling with lightnings identical to those dancing over the great maul in Elisssa’s hands.
“No, I’m siding with my friend. Now get the hells out here before I have to call a corpse cart. I hate the paperwork and reports I have to give when I have to do that. Just the thought of it really pisses me off.”
The two men glanced at each other then glared at the dragonborn and the veteran pitfighter. “We’re going. The stink here is about to make me vomit anyway.” Marti growled out. He jabbed a club at Elisssa, “Just a little advice snake, mind your manners next time a human talks to you. There’s bad things other than snakes sometimes in the dark, you might just run into them.”
The two men turned and stalked away, Elisssa and Torn watching them go.
“What was that about?” Torn asked, sheathing his swords in a smooth crisscrossing of his arms.
Elisssa shrugged, “Bain followers I think.”
“Bain?”
“Pissy little god that thinks humans should rule the world and everyone else should be dead, pets or unpaid help.”
“And here I thought you had such a nice little town.”
Elisssa snorted, the remnants of lightning flaring out to light the minuscule blue tinted scales of her face, “They’re nothing, just some lowlives that need someone to blame for their shit.”
“Seemed rather more than nothing.”
“Nothing to worry about, all talk, they’d of threatened, I’d of warned them off and life would have gone on. How’s Soozin?”
“Don’t think I don’t know you’re changing the subject El. She’s fine, I got her a little room over on the east side of town, as a watch leader I get a house allowance and the gold that Torel loaned me she’s not going to need to work for awhile and I’ll start getting a pay sack in a week or two.”
“And how are the two of you doing?” Elisssa chuckled as a rose of color bloomed on the fighter’s cheeks.
“Wha…what do you mean?”
She reached out and clasped his shoulder, “I may have scales and breath lightning balls dear friend but once you get past that I’m still a woman. I see the way she looks at you and you her.”
Torn grinned, “I guess we’re going okay. I was going to wait till you guys get back from that job you’re doing for the Council but I might as well tell you now . We’re going to have a binding ceremony next month after I get a little more gold saved up and I want you all to stand Witness for us.”
“I’d be honored Torn.” she replied leaning forward to brush his cheek with a kiss and give him a hug. “And the others will too or they’ll answer to me.”
“Such a fierce one you are Elisssa!”
Elisssa’s belling peel of laughter rang out through the darkening street, “Come and we’ll tell them now, we’re meeting now at our inn to discuss our trip.”
“I cannot,duty calls El. But look me up when you get back and we’ll make arrangements.”
“The gods themselves couldn’t stop me. I’ll see you in a few days friend. Take care of the little one.”
“With my life, El, with my life and more.”
With a final clasp of forearms they split up, the dragonborn warden heading north to meet with her companions…
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