"Orcs and children!"
Kona let out a guttural scream and kicked the ancient stone.
His kick propelled him backwards to hit the opposite side of the narrow tube, further enraging him. He threw a brief but right proper fit there at the end of his rope (literally), 40 feet down the temple well. "Orcs and children orcs and children ORCS AND CHILDREN! DAMN YOU ALL!"
"What'd you say?" a voice grumbled from high above.
"SHUT UP! GO -"
Kona sighed as the rope slowly steadied and his fury ebbed as fast as it had crashed upon him. "Go.... flit about the grounds some more," he muttered. "Shit."
They lost an ally today, he was sure. A grizzly had "wandered" to an overgrown well and started clearing the vines? A grizzly. A freakin grizzly! In the middle of a human city. And he couldn't convince the orc or the baby dragon that it wasn't just a random meal! So he ordered them to stay out of sight and he tried to deal with the introduction himself.
And - he had to say - he was pretty impressed he had pulled it off. A lifetime as a slave, serving petty nobility, no wilderness training at all, and this 8 stone weight elf convinced a 130 stone bear that he wasn't food, or a threat. And his hunch was right - the bear had an ear piercing. A fairly powerful ranger or druid must be nearby.
and then....
Clang clang clang... orcs. Way to show you're not a threat. Run flailing towards a skittish animal.
and then.... flap flap plop..... children. Oh, he had been soooooooo tempted to leave the dragon in the net with that bear. The way it whined and blamed... SHIT... the way it blamed HIM for its predicament!
Kona sighed again and plopped the old bucket on his head and began climbing back up the rope. Nothing was down here that he could see. No reason the bear would have for cleaning off the well, unless drinking water was really so desperately limited everywhere else in the city -- something he couldn't believe, considering a giant river ran right through the middle.
"Find anything?" the bard asked when he reached the top of the well.
Kona shook his head. "Just water. And this extra bucket. Ok - technically, there were a few copper pieces down there."
Probably, he thought to himself, thrown by ... orcs and children.
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