2026-05-11 13:19 UTC
First Prince Gnarlo Gravelfoot of the Grymwald Clan leaned over Freydis Cook's desk. "Hey, Human Girl," he said, "I heard that you've got your own dungeon party."
Freydis glanced up, irritated. "What of it?"
"Maybe next time," he said, "you can include me. You probably need a man to show you how it's really done."
Behind him, Gnarlo's sycophants sniggered.
Freydis rolled her eyes. "Just what we need - a second-rate Miasma user. No thanks, I can handle it myself."
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@vanellopemint@mastodon.art 2026-05-12 13:18
"Come on," continued Gnarlo. "I would be an upgrade to that no-magic crossdressing fleabag you're dragging around." "Raven," said Freydis, "is very good at magic. She's also a girl, you know." "And I'm the Prince of the Ruby City!" "One," said Freydis, "Ruby City is ruled by a princess, and you'd make a terrible princess, and Two, you're legitimately a prince already so when you say things like that you sound like an idiot. Which is par for the course." #microfiction