Disclaimer: I own the bar maid. (WOOHOO!) Everyone else is not owned by me!
Chapter 3
"Go away!" Wulfgar turned over in his bed and stuffed the pillow over his head. Stupid dwarves. Trying to get me up for some stupid war. Wait. That sounds important. Stupid hangover. Who gave me all these drinks? They're going to pay! He got up and reached for the door, but at the same time Bruenor pushed through and flattened Wulfgar into the wall.
"Boy! Get a move on! Some orcs are outside wanting to kill us all. Grab yer durned hammer so we can kick some mangy orc…head. I'm being polite! Got it?"
A muffled sound came from behind the door. They're already inside! Oh no! This is quicker than expected! I'll show them! the quick thinking dwarf thought.
"Die! Die! Die!" Bruenor swung his axe at the door and was greeted by a rush of blood. "Got ye! Show yer face or that's the next to go!"
A bloody Wulfgar came out from behind the door. "Ow. Why'd you do that dad?"
"Don't call me dad! And I thought you were an orc."
"That's just mean."
Just then an exuberant Cattie Brie came through the door with an orc.
"Look Wulfgar! I've got a new boyfriend. He's better looking then you'll ever be!"
Wulfgar took this comment stoically and gave a meaningful glance to his bed. Another form seemed to be in the covers. Cattie Brie gasped.
"Is that the bar maid from last night?" She shrieked like a banshee as she took her orc boyfriend's weapon, a club, a swung it at Wulfgar with all her might. "You cheating scum! That's the last woman you'll ever see that intimately!" And with that, she put a mighty swing between his knees. Wulfgar fell to the floor groaning and crying.
"I'm happy for ye daughter! You've learned to not let a man treat ye that way. I was about to do the same thing meself."
Cattie Brie rolled her eyes. Then they all remembered that the mountain was being attacked so they ran for the nearest exit, the fourth floor window. Luckily, Drizzt was right underneath them, and he skillfully caught each one of them and started juggling. The whole war stopped to witness his masterful talent of people juggling. Then he dropped Wulfgar and the war continued.
"That was fun!" Cattie Brie said with glee. "Do it again! Do it again!"
"I'm sorry. All my fingers are broken. That's why I dropped Wulfgar. Damn your freakishly large frame! I can't fight in the war. Run!" And with that final yell, the four of them took off into the sunset.