Free apartment, ha, at this point
Madrona would promise to never sleep under another roof again as long as she
didn’t have to sleep in this stone prison one more night. She sighed and moved
her way forward, trying to remember if she had seen a particular rock on the
floor once before or if it was just her imagination. It wasn’t long before the
dark haired woman spun on her heel a shiver of terror streaking up her spine. A
noise! Had she set off another trap? Eyes of glowing ember searched the surroundings,
she didn’t see any warding glyphs and she would have felt a trip wire or
pressure plate. Had she grazed her sleeve against the wall, activated a switch
or lever? No she couldn’t see any mechanism at all, but she could hear a shrill
whine coming from the hallway behind her, and it was getting louder growing
into a bone rattling shriek.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” Came the deafening scream of a woman
sprinting down the hall.
The
woman, buxom and broad shouldered, came barreling from the dark in front of the
halls. In the half moment that Madrona was still upright she made note of the
woman’s appearance, shockingly blond hair the color of clean straw tied into
short little pig tails, one at each side of her head. A round face with a button
nose, sky blue eyes, and strawberry red lips. She was adorned in a cloudy blue
bodice, sleeveless, trimmed with purple accents ending in a short skirt that
was shorn to be open in the front, giving the appearance of tunic tails more
than anything, with a pair of dark grey leggings stretched over her thighs and disappearing
beneath a pair of knee high leather boots.
Madrona
was taken aback and in that spark of surprise, couldn’t help but consider in
her mind how remarkably different this woman was compared to herself. It was the
last though she had before being taken off her feet.
Kassadi didn’t know what she hit, but she hit it hard. She
was tumbling now through the hall, feeling the stone crash into shoulders, knees,
and buttocks. Unaware of where she ended up when the world went topsy turvy,
she suspected that she must have blundered into a spike trap! That was the only
explanation she had for the stabbing pain in her right cheek… the face one. She
groaned and pulled back to inspect herself, reaching up to touch the flesh.
There was no blood, so what did she hit? Glancing down she saw… a horn?
“Would you mind so terribly to not sit on my sternum?” Came
a choked voice. Kassadi gasped and scrambled to her feet, hopping back from the
woman.
“Ah butts! First the goblins and now a devil? Man I really
got myself into a mess here!” She shouted. Madrona was annoyed and was about to
snap at the woman, but she saw a crackle of energy jumping between the blond
girl’s fingers. Her brow raised, and she lifted her hands.
“I’m not a Devil.” She stated, slowly pulling herself to a
seated position, keeping her eyes on the woman, clearly a spell caster of some
sort. “I’m just an Inferni.” This caused the other woman to drop her hand, the
energy dissipated.
“Oh, okay.” She stated, hands shifting to rest on her hips.
She took a moment, and her face shifted to one of abject horror and
humiliation. “Oh gods above I’m sorry I called you a devil that was so insensitive!”
She almost shouted it, Madrona balked, she was brimming with energy. “Here let
me help you up! I’m Kassadi, Kassadi Weaver, what’s your name?” She offered a
hand, a broad smile now spreading across her lips.
“Uh.” Madrona clanked at the hand for a second like it would
bite her, though she did eventually take it. “Yeah it’s fine, I’ve heard wors-HOOF!”
She didn’t have a chance to finish her sentence before the broad woman dragged Madrona
to her feet. Big girl.
“No it’s not.” She said, voice softer now. “Just cause other
people are crap doesn’t give me to be crap, even if I am less crap then them.” Kassadi
was busy dusting Madrona off with swats of her hand. Madrona was attempting in futile
gestures to stop the attempt, and had to grab Kassadi’s wrist and pull it away
when the blond attempted to dust off Madrona’s backside. “I’m Madrona. And you
mentioned Goblins?” Kassadi blinked a few times, as if thinking.
“Uh… Oh yeah!” She exclaimed. “Yeah they were chasing me,
were decidedly unpleasant!” She grinned, she actually grinned. Madrona was
beside herself.
“Chasing you, why?” Madrona seemed to be more concerned about
this than Kassadi, and Madrona felt Kassadi should be concerned.
“Weeeeeell….” Kassadi said sheepishly. “I may have taken…
this?” She said, brandishing a large bronze key she had fished from her pocket.
“They didn’t seem to like that.”
“You took…” Madrona started glancing down the hall, passed
the crazy woman who she was holding this conversation with. “Why would you take
it?”
“Oh, well I thought I could take em,” Kassadi stated flatly.
“I’m a Wizard.”
“That’s not what I meant I mean why did you-Wait you’re a Wizard?
Why did the Goblins give you so much trouble? I’ve been told they’re mostly
just punks.”
“Uh… yeah, that’s the thing.” She stated… but before she
could continue a bolt of sizzling energy streaked between the two women, they
both fell back as the wall beside them exploded in a shower of flames. Six goblins
wielding wands charged from the darkness. Kassadi scrambled to her feet. “BECAUSE
THEY APPARENTLY RAIDED A MAGIC ITEM STORE!” She shouted as she resumed the
sprint that started that meeting, Madrona followed suit.
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