Chapter 3: Please Stop the FillerMature

(Originally posted by Harlot on Tue Nov 17, 2009)

Kara slithers up next to both Aria and Conrad, stretches. Kara looks over at Conrad, "sorrry, we did not save any of the meal for you--everybody seemed rather hungry that it disappeared rather quickly."

Aria gags and makes an odd face. Conrad notes this and asks, "food allergy?"

Kara shrugs, "I guess. I may be able to figure out what herbs I can use to help Aria out--food allergies will not help us out of the road."

Aria looks a little cross, "what?! No--I am not allergic! Just I have no idea how you could eat that creature--I mean..."

"Well, either we eat it, and judging from how quickly it was gone, it was well needed. Or it is left to rot. I mean, it is not like I went out to hunt it--it was a mishap that Karkid had while playing."

"But you defiled its corpse!"

"No, I did not. I made certain to apologise for its misfortune, and thanked the dog for the strength it would give us."

Conrad, still looking at the city simply sighs, "Well--I guess if I am going to consider myself exile, it would be best that I am with some people who sound like they live close to the land."

Aria glares at Conrad, "close to the land!? What Kara did was savage! I mean, it does not make us any better than that bastard dark lord. How can we fight him like this?"

Kara yawns in a motions that had her jaw detach for the yawn, "I am not here to fight him. Dark Lords come and go. Sometimes with a lot of fuss about it--in some cases their empire just sorts of crumbles and is gone. I am here to tend to any injured people that I come by. Now then", Kara turns her head, Fujitsu, Click and Karkid had caught up, "we were off to the city?"

The End

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