This is actually dated 17 December 2013. Way to go, me. This also actually happened with a friend. He was an interesting person.


"So... Help me please?" The young-looking girl asked the boy. As an ambassador of the future, she knew that training in dungeons was essential, or else she would never make it far in an important battle.

"Of course," he said.

The girl noticed that he did not have fancy-looking pants like other Clerics of his calibre, and asked him about it. "Why don't you have any nice pants like everyone else, Tako?"

"I broke them."

"Well, not to sound rude but... YOU FOOL! Why would you break them anyway?"

He laughed softly to himself. "For fun."

She decided to let the matter rest for the time being, and they continued walking towards the Meteor Crash Site Boundary. It was well known that the fairy queen Permuda lived there, but no matter how many times she was killed she just kept coming back. "One of the perks of being a spirit of nature," the girl thought. "Well I don't have that kind of luxury, so I better make the most out of my short lifespan."

"I think we can handle Master, but Abyss might be a little hard," commented the boy.

"So, Master then? Abyss is like suicide."

"Ahem. I am a Saint. You're not going to die."

"Fine," the girl replied. "When we get back I can lend you the money to get a new pair of pants. Your current ones don't match the rest of your outfit."

The only response she received was the sound of a large swarm of Pixies and Goblins heading towards them. Slowly hacking through the enemies, the pair made their way to the heart of the Boundary; the home of the fairy queen Permuda.

A fairy born with Ice powers, she would fire ice-cold butterflies that would easily knock out an unprepared victim. Twice was the girl hit by it, and twice she resurrected, but her towers and bombs were no match for the fairy. Giving up, she left the Priest to finish her off.

Roughly about fifteen minutes later, the fairy queen was lying on the floor in defeat. As she slowly faded away, waiting for her next challenger, the girl decided to continue from where they had left off.

"Wow, you're really awesome. At this, I mean," the girl said grinning. "Thanks. Now, how much was I going to lend you?"

"150 gold."

She pulled out her pouch and started counting the money. "One, two, three..."

"Could you count faster?" Tako asked her impatiently.

"Ahh! Sorry. One, two, three..."

10 minutes later...

"Here, 150 gold! No need to repay me, you can do it by helping my younger sister become strong like you!"

When they finally walked back to Saint Haven, the boy walked over to Deowen, the Exchange Deacon (or shopkeeper of the Trading House). He requested to buy the cheapest pair of Honourable Tribe's Trousers. When he had checked earlier, it was going at 430, but that one had been purchased by someone else so he had to buy the one priced at 450. After he had made his purchase, the Exchange Deacon informed him that a plate he had been selling for 700 gold had been sold, and that he could collect the money now.

So he did, and he returned the 150 gold he had borrowed from the girl. "Maybe I should have charged him interest," she thought. Shaking her head, she yelled at him for the second time in the last hour (a new record), "You fool!"