Monday, October 2
Holiday in the Sun - Part 5: Bedlam Hour
“Give us the rat,” said the scruffy-looking leader, “and we’ll let you live.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” said Ilmarė.
“Look,” said Dril. He lowered Lucius to the ground. “We went through a lot of trouble to get this rat. We’re not giving it up without a fight.”
The man spat. “Stupid Altherians. You think you know everything, don’t you? Well, this here is Scurvytown, and you’re on our turf. That rat’s worth a fortune and we plan to collect.”
Dril drew both of his blades with a SHING! Vlad shrugged and let the rat drop the ground. It squeaked as it hit the cobblestone. Ilmarė put her fists on her hips.
The thugs drew their scimitars. Vlad drew his sword and unbuckled his shield.
“Let’s make this quick,” said Vlad. “The alcohol is starting to wear off.” [MORE]
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