Cat: A tail of the Forgotten Realms!
Disclaimer: It's not mine, but I will accept ownership certificates in to the address of "I didn't Street
Invent This Town
Okay?"
Hope you enjoy!
All is quiet, VERY quiet. No mice, no squeaky bats and no planes flying overhead.
Very quiet.
And out of the inky darkness a small square building comes into view – rickety but standing well. A tavern, The Burrowing Beaver is clearly displayed on its old sign. Now there's a sound.
"Meow."
A cry of justice…
"Meow."
A call for right…
"Meow."
And a plea for a saucer of cold milk.
"MEOW!"
"Fine, there it is. Aww… so cute!" Efur slowly lapped up the milk that old Gricel had reluctantly given up. She had a strange look in her glinting green eyes, like she was reluctantly licking out of a vessel on the floor.
"Someone should give that damn thing a kick!" A patron snorted, "Lazy Bugger!"
"Looks like she's plotting something!" A drunk man laughed, and promptly fell off of his chair, "Ow!"
"Serves you right, aww… little pussy."
"That pussy is mine," A man stepped into the light, his face darkening in the shadows, "Elfur! Come hear! Don't pretend, you know that you can hear me!"
"Your familiar?" The barmaid ventured.
"Ha! I caught that cat, I'll have you know!"
The bar erupted with laughter, until the mage suddenly grew a few feet taller, "She was once a powerful enchanter, yes!"
"He's a madman!"
"Someone get a silence scroll!"
"Quiet… this could prove interesting." Someone whispered.
"Are you ready to hear?" And he continued despite numerous protests, "I came across the idiotic thing while I was trying to creep through one of those hippie-wood elven-tree hugger-tribes."
"Yes, they're idiots! Preserve Nature?!? What are they under the influence of?"
"Sh! Well, anyway, I was trying to steal one of their priceless treasures when this idiot"
"Yes."
"Uh-hu."
Hmm."
"Well, she attempted to stop me! Me, Alartion! The most evil invoker ever!"
"That's debatable."
"Shut up! Well, I polymorphed the filth with my own spell, totally unique! Yes, I invented it! I call it Alartion's Permanent Turning of Species! I cast the spell on her and now she's helpless!"
"Can the spell be undone?"
"I dunno. But, now she's my servant!!!" He cackled insanely ( and predictably), "Where is she now?"
A tail disappeared from the tavern door and out into the blue night.
Purr, meow… I mean, sorry, I get confused with Common and catspeak! I mean, please review, that would make me PURR! I mean… HAPPY!
P.S. Don't tell Elberess that I've been using the PC again!!!!
Disclaimer: It's not mine, but I will accept ownership certificates in to the address of "I didn't Street
Invent This Town
Okay?"
Hope you enjoy!
All is quiet, VERY quiet. No mice, no squeaky bats and no planes flying overhead.
Very quiet.
And out of the inky darkness a small square building comes into view – rickety but standing well. A tavern, The Burrowing Beaver is clearly displayed on its old sign. Now there's a sound.
"Meow."
A cry of justice…
"Meow."
A call for right…
"Meow."
And a plea for a saucer of cold milk.
"MEOW!"
"Fine, there it is. Aww… so cute!" Efur slowly lapped up the milk that old Gricel had reluctantly given up. She had a strange look in her glinting green eyes, like she was reluctantly licking out of a vessel on the floor.
"Someone should give that damn thing a kick!" A patron snorted, "Lazy Bugger!"
"Looks like she's plotting something!" A drunk man laughed, and promptly fell off of his chair, "Ow!"
"Serves you right, aww… little pussy."
"That pussy is mine," A man stepped into the light, his face darkening in the shadows, "Elfur! Come hear! Don't pretend, you know that you can hear me!"
"Your familiar?" The barmaid ventured.
"Ha! I caught that cat, I'll have you know!"
The bar erupted with laughter, until the mage suddenly grew a few feet taller, "She was once a powerful enchanter, yes!"
"He's a madman!"
"Someone get a silence scroll!"
"Quiet… this could prove interesting." Someone whispered.
"Are you ready to hear?" And he continued despite numerous protests, "I came across the idiotic thing while I was trying to creep through one of those hippie-wood elven-tree hugger-tribes."
"Yes, they're idiots! Preserve Nature?!? What are they under the influence of?"
"Sh! Well, anyway, I was trying to steal one of their priceless treasures when this idiot"
"Yes."
"Uh-hu."
Hmm."
"Well, she attempted to stop me! Me, Alartion! The most evil invoker ever!"
"That's debatable."
"Shut up! Well, I polymorphed the filth with my own spell, totally unique! Yes, I invented it! I call it Alartion's Permanent Turning of Species! I cast the spell on her and now she's helpless!"
"Can the spell be undone?"
"I dunno. But, now she's my servant!!!" He cackled insanely ( and predictably), "Where is she now?"
A tail disappeared from the tavern door and out into the blue night.
Purr, meow… I mean, sorry, I get confused with Common and catspeak! I mean, please review, that would make me PURR! I mean… HAPPY!
P.S. Don't tell Elberess that I've been using the PC again!!!!