Chapter Four
Man versus beast
Gordon left the people in the street, most of whom were taking bets, and went into the stable. He was shocked to see Egan hard at it mucking out one of the stables.
"What happened to the regular stable boy?" Gordon asked.
"He quit and like I said the owner doesn't care for elves I've been demoted. What do need Gordon? Egan asked with a sigh.
"Buffus has a point to prove." Gordon said.
"Huh?"
"A man named Douglas has a big head and I'm gonna knock him down a peg." Gordon laughed at his clever rhythm.
"Douglas? Hehe… I'd like to see that. Hey can I ask a favor? Egan asked.
"Sure."
"Can I travel with you? At least until we hit the next town."
Gordon was surprised by his request, but he had grown to like the elf. "Alright, but I plan on leaving tomorrow."
"That's fine I'll be ready." Egan said happily.
"Hopefully I find a less discriminating town."
"I hope so too." Gordon said as he unlatched Buffus's stable door.
"Now listen Buffus. I'm sorry to wake you, but there's a man outside who says he's stronger than you. What do think about that?"
Buffus let out a snort.
"That's what I thought. You ready to win a competition?"
Buffus bellowed then he got up and walked toward the stable entrance. Egan watched him walk by then he looked back at Gordon who just shrugged his shoulders and said:
"He accepted the challenge."
Douglas was waiting right outside the stables. "Took you long enough" and then he seen the size of Buffus. Gordon almost could have laughed at the expression on his face. They could hear some of the crowd cursing and some cheering.
"Alright let's get this show on the road. Egan do yall have any sandbags?" Gordon asked.
"Yes right over there in the alleyway. There's a whole stack for storm season." The elf answered.
"OK you'll walk the distance from there to the end of the bar and back and then we'll repeat with two more sandbags each run."
They started with four bags and quickly worked their way up to ten. Gordon had to give Douglas credit he was still holding on, but it wouldn't be long.
"Hey Buffus if it gets to be too much let me know." Gordon said.
Buffus just gave a snort and took two more bags like it was nothing.
Douglas however was having trouble holding on to all of his bags; he had three on each shoulder, one in each hand, and two on his head. Egan didn't even know where to put two more.
"Umm…Can you take any more?" Asked Egan.
"Ya tie 'em on. I got a buffamoo to beat!" Douglas said too full of pride to quit.
Douglas made it to sixteen and then he started to lose his balance. "No no no no no" Douglas cried as he fell backwards. He crashed hard and sand went everywhere especially down his pants.
The crowd, which had grown huge at this point went wild. Some laughed, some cheered, and some cried.
Douglas rolled off the sand mound and onto flat ground. There he lay defeated and shamed. He watched Buffus throw his load off and walk toward him.
Buffus did a victory bellow and stomped the ground.
"Ya...ya... rub it in you stupid beast."
Buffus heard his insult. He snorted and turned around then he backed up.
Douglas was staring at the sky trying to figure out what his next move would be and how he could never show his face in Sea Dunes again when all of the sudden he was staring at the rear end of a buffamoo! "Oh cr…"
*Splat* He was interrupted.
"Not only did Buffus put him in his place, he also pooped on his face." Gordon said in between laughs; at which point Egan could no longer hold it in and he too began to laugh uncontrollably.
The crowd went ballistic with laughter.
Douglas was not amused.
To whom it may concern,
I'll try to make an update a week, but no promises. On another note if you're seeing any grammatical or punctual errors please let me know so that I can improve my writing thank you.