Trivial Tasks
"I can't believe he's sendin' me to clear the sewers of the rodents!" Vyle yelled, banging his mug of ale down on the bar which was now entirely empty except for the Ogre and the Iksar.
"Tha' my friend is truly unfortunate for ya'," Smash said, cleaning a scum covered goblet. "An' to think, I have all this work t'do." he said, wiping the inch thick grime off the cup. He looked up at Vyle whom had a venomous smile on his face. "Oh no! You ain't getting' me anywhere near those disgusting sewers!"
"Oh, what's wrong," Vyle started. "Can't the big bad Ogre handle a little grime and some rodents?" Vyle goaded.
"Oh no! I ain't runnin' from a tiny little RAT!" Smash said, smashing the goblet in hand to a thin slice of copper.
"Works every time." Vyle said as he leaned back into his chair.
Vyle and Smash made their way to the sewer entrance and entered. What they saw shocked them. Piles of green sludge bubbled in the corners of the seemingly living room. A rat the size of a Halfling ran across the room and jumped for a drain-pipe, only to be snatched up by a pile of sludge.
"Crap." Vyle said.
"You said it." Smash said, holding his nose.
"Well," Vyle said, pulling out his rapier. "Time to get to work, eh?"
"Yup."