Myth Stakes
Disclaimer: I don't own the MYTH books. Don't bother sueing me, all it will get you is a broken pencil and some spider webs. And again, I'm not a good writer!!! Don't expect anything!! If I was a good writer, I wouldn't be posting on FF.net, I'd be getting a publisher!!
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"Good doggie....nice doggie...."
--Random mailman
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"WHAT?!!"
That was my partner Aazh. He had been in a state of complete shock when I told him how much money was involved, and snapped out of it as soon as I mentioned 'Serriune'.
"You didn't just say Serriune, did you?" Aazh pleaded, "Not the Serriune ruled by Philloniel...?"
I blinked. "Yes, why Aazh? Do you know this Philloniel guy?"
It immediatly occured to me that that hadn't been the smartest thing to say. Aazh was visible attempting to keep his composure, which was the strangest thing in this conversation. Usually he would just blow his top and that would (I suppose) make him feel better.
"Listen Kid..." Aazh began, "Philloniel and I go back. Just like Isstvan and I go back. Get the picture?"
I cringed inwardly. Isstvan was not someone who's memory remained dear to either Aazh or I. But now, that was beside the point.
"Well, I can just refuse his offer..."
Aazh cut me off. "Kid, we're at the Bazaar at Deva! You know, the place that's run by the merchant's society? WE COULD GET KICKED OUT FOR GOING BACK ON AN AGREEMENT!!!!!" he shouted, picking me up byt the front of the shirt and pushing me against the wall. Somehow, I remained calm.
"Aazh, most people argue better when they can breath and their feet are on the ground..." I pointed out. Aazh dropped me. This wasn't as bad as it sounded, because I caught myself with a levetation spell before I hit the floor. Aazh was brooding, however, and didn't notice.
"I don't beleive you got us into this..." he muttered, then turned a steely gaze on me.
"Skeeve, you are going to have to go on this expedition. You know that, right?"
I nodded mutely. Of course I had to go. I had gotten us into this mess. However, even as the Great Skeeve, I knew Aazh wouldn't let me go to a new dimension alone.
"And, of course, Tanda, Chumley,Massha, those two moronic bodyguards of yours and I are coming along."
This I took as an insult. "What, don't you think i can handle myself?" I asked loftily. Aazh fixed me with a glare I gulped and backed down from.
"Listen Kid," he snarled, "We're going to Wicc. If we're talking about the same Philloniel, his purse strings are tighter than even Grimble's were. In other words..." Aazh's voice dropped, "Even he would rather hire someone to do this job than do it himself."
A thought struck me. "Hey Aazh," I began carefully, "If you and Philloniel are enemies, couldn't this be a trap for you?"
To my suprise, Aazh laughed. "We're more rivals than enemies. He's done well for himself, so he naturally feels he's the one on top. Besides, although we like to play quite cruel pranks on each other as often as we can, and both love to annoy the bloody hell out of each other, Old Phil isn't one to set a trap. He prefers a decent setup if he wants to finish off anyone..." Aazh suddenly trailed off, and his face grew dark.
"But just in case, we'll have to be on our guard."
Great. Just great. I resolved to run all buisness offers through Aazh and Tanda before accepting anything. It seemed that those two had more links than I could possiby imagine.
Aazh grinned. "Well, kid, looks like we're in for it this time! I'll go gather the troups, you wait here."
Aazh dissappeared around the corner, and I suddenly found myself wondering if I would ever outgrow my habit of attracting trouble and adventures.....
Disclaimer: I don't own the MYTH books. Don't bother sueing me, all it will get you is a broken pencil and some spider webs. And again, I'm not a good writer!!! Don't expect anything!! If I was a good writer, I wouldn't be posting on FF.net, I'd be getting a publisher!!
~~~~~~~~~
"Good doggie....nice doggie...."
--Random mailman
~~~~~~~~~
"WHAT?!!"
That was my partner Aazh. He had been in a state of complete shock when I told him how much money was involved, and snapped out of it as soon as I mentioned 'Serriune'.
"You didn't just say Serriune, did you?" Aazh pleaded, "Not the Serriune ruled by Philloniel...?"
I blinked. "Yes, why Aazh? Do you know this Philloniel guy?"
It immediatly occured to me that that hadn't been the smartest thing to say. Aazh was visible attempting to keep his composure, which was the strangest thing in this conversation. Usually he would just blow his top and that would (I suppose) make him feel better.
"Listen Kid..." Aazh began, "Philloniel and I go back. Just like Isstvan and I go back. Get the picture?"
I cringed inwardly. Isstvan was not someone who's memory remained dear to either Aazh or I. But now, that was beside the point.
"Well, I can just refuse his offer..."
Aazh cut me off. "Kid, we're at the Bazaar at Deva! You know, the place that's run by the merchant's society? WE COULD GET KICKED OUT FOR GOING BACK ON AN AGREEMENT!!!!!" he shouted, picking me up byt the front of the shirt and pushing me against the wall. Somehow, I remained calm.
"Aazh, most people argue better when they can breath and their feet are on the ground..." I pointed out. Aazh dropped me. This wasn't as bad as it sounded, because I caught myself with a levetation spell before I hit the floor. Aazh was brooding, however, and didn't notice.
"I don't beleive you got us into this..." he muttered, then turned a steely gaze on me.
"Skeeve, you are going to have to go on this expedition. You know that, right?"
I nodded mutely. Of course I had to go. I had gotten us into this mess. However, even as the Great Skeeve, I knew Aazh wouldn't let me go to a new dimension alone.
"And, of course, Tanda, Chumley,Massha, those two moronic bodyguards of yours and I are coming along."
This I took as an insult. "What, don't you think i can handle myself?" I asked loftily. Aazh fixed me with a glare I gulped and backed down from.
"Listen Kid," he snarled, "We're going to Wicc. If we're talking about the same Philloniel, his purse strings are tighter than even Grimble's were. In other words..." Aazh's voice dropped, "Even he would rather hire someone to do this job than do it himself."
A thought struck me. "Hey Aazh," I began carefully, "If you and Philloniel are enemies, couldn't this be a trap for you?"
To my suprise, Aazh laughed. "We're more rivals than enemies. He's done well for himself, so he naturally feels he's the one on top. Besides, although we like to play quite cruel pranks on each other as often as we can, and both love to annoy the bloody hell out of each other, Old Phil isn't one to set a trap. He prefers a decent setup if he wants to finish off anyone..." Aazh suddenly trailed off, and his face grew dark.
"But just in case, we'll have to be on our guard."
Great. Just great. I resolved to run all buisness offers through Aazh and Tanda before accepting anything. It seemed that those two had more links than I could possiby imagine.
Aazh grinned. "Well, kid, looks like we're in for it this time! I'll go gather the troups, you wait here."
Aazh dissappeared around the corner, and I suddenly found myself wondering if I would ever outgrow my habit of attracting trouble and adventures.....