[Ranzadule]

Part one:

“Am I evil” asked Zamara. “I am not required to answer your questions” hissed Aarlentis. “But surely one such as you must be able to tell” Zamara persisted. The succubus’ eyes narrowed, “Stop this ‘ere you do something foolish and free me to have my vengeance upon you. I am bound only to perform physical labor for you. Conversation was not addressed during our bargaining.”

Zamara sighed as she produced the thumb-sized faintly luminescent emerald. “Fair enough, you’ve done your duty for this night. Back in you go then.” The succubus vanished in a green-glowing vapor and reappeared within the gem with a sour expression on her now miniature face. Zamara placed the gem in a pouch supported by a leather strap, hanging between her breasts and sat down heavily on the corner of her bed. Her tawny eyes glanced down at the notes she had just finished scribing on the parchment.

“I’m NOT evil. I am a mercenary. I acquire information and I barter or sell that information. It matters not whether my information goes to Craclaw or the Tower of the Dawn. I am not responsible for what others do with it. Am I so different from the weaponsmith? Is he to be held responsible for slayings committed by those who kill with the very swords he creates?”

Realizing that she had been speaking out loud, Zamara’s face blushed a bit nearly matching her fiery tresses. She rolled the parchment she had been idly examining and placed it into a scroll case before tossing it on the bed. Zamara too fell back on the bed continuing her musings. “That zealot in the common room who refused even an ale, said that the most dreadful tortures in the underworld are reserved for those who maintain their neutrality or apathy in times such as these. This fate cannot await me! My sources get what they pay for when they come to my chamber and my clients pay well for the information I glean from my sources. I hurt no one!”

Zamara rolled onto her side and saw the silver on the scroll case sparkle in the candlelight. “Am I evil? Damn that Crusader!” The red-haired beauty screwed-shut her eyes and began to sob into her fine down-stuffed pillows.




Want more?

[dracos]

Not Bad so far. Lets see some more.

That is a yes by the way.

ron...

[Froggy the Great]

You need to go to www.reapergames.com, register if you have not already, and then submit this in the Warlord area.

Run, don't walk. Trust me, it'll be cool.

[Ranzadule]

Ok. But it's not done. Should I do it in parts like this?


Lord Ranz
Running like the german frog told me to...

[Ranzadule]

Ok. I did it. Thanks for the encouragement. ;)


Lord Ranz
Doesn't really have a captive succubus.

[Spike]

Coool fic! Yes we want more.

I like getting one in parts..with cliff-hangers even..like the serial-shorts that used to come on with cartoons on saturday mornings..only WAY cooler!

*watches this space in eager anticipation*