rgoodbb
Adventurer
…..Medusa
“Who the bloody el did that. Av just set mi curlers and now me snairks are al over thee place. Shockin’ just bloody shockin’. A woz gowin for a blue rinse and a perm as well, al av’ ya know. Do you kner ow long it tairks to braid these flippin’ snairks in? Hours. That’s ow long. What? So ashamed of me that ya can’t look me in thee ayes?”
“Well….well, you’re a gorgon. Won’t we turn to ster..stone?” Nord asked in a very meek voice, a little pee trickling down his leg.
“Not while av got me fairce pack on, stupid.”
Nord, not sure whether this was a trick or not asked “Herewulf. If I turn to stone, can ye get me back again?”
“Well I can try and lay on my hands again but that technique has yet to bear fruit for some reason. I…..will try.”
Nord slowly looked up at the creature of legends. He didn’t turn to stone. The medusa had a very red face.
“It’s a Papaya and Red Clay facepack. It soothes mi skin is wot it does.”
“Nord at ye service maam.”
“Aren't you a charma'. Call me Dotti. Oower. Wots ‘ee doin’ dan thure?”
Herewulf got up off the floor, frustrated as ever. He still did not know how his level 1 feature worked. It was all so very, very embarrassing. Then a thought occurred. Maybe it wasn’t that he did not know, but rather that he’d forgotten. He was the Champion of the Forgotten. He stood up straight, puffed his chest out and exclaimed “Tomorrow. I’ll know tomorrow!” and in that instant he became completely aware of how to lay on hands. He got very excited “I know, next I’ll try……..
“Who the bloody el did that. Av just set mi curlers and now me snairks are al over thee place. Shockin’ just bloody shockin’. A woz gowin for a blue rinse and a perm as well, al av’ ya know. Do you kner ow long it tairks to braid these flippin’ snairks in? Hours. That’s ow long. What? So ashamed of me that ya can’t look me in thee ayes?”
“Well….well, you’re a gorgon. Won’t we turn to ster..stone?” Nord asked in a very meek voice, a little pee trickling down his leg.
“Not while av got me fairce pack on, stupid.”
Nord, not sure whether this was a trick or not asked “Herewulf. If I turn to stone, can ye get me back again?”
“Well I can try and lay on my hands again but that technique has yet to bear fruit for some reason. I…..will try.”
Nord slowly looked up at the creature of legends. He didn’t turn to stone. The medusa had a very red face.
“It’s a Papaya and Red Clay facepack. It soothes mi skin is wot it does.”
“Nord at ye service maam.”
“Aren't you a charma'. Call me Dotti. Oower. Wots ‘ee doin’ dan thure?”
Herewulf got up off the floor, frustrated as ever. He still did not know how his level 1 feature worked. It was all so very, very embarrassing. Then a thought occurred. Maybe it wasn’t that he did not know, but rather that he’d forgotten. He was the Champion of the Forgotten. He stood up straight, puffed his chest out and exclaimed “Tomorrow. I’ll know tomorrow!” and in that instant he became completely aware of how to lay on hands. He got very excited “I know, next I’ll try……..