"Quest?, Started!" - A Weekend Freewrite

Don't you know that violence is an expression of an unmet need?, he said with a smile. She wanted to punch him in the face. That lowly thief had dared to speak against the Silver Flame?, then again, she shouldn’t be surprised, for what he was, he had behaved decently since his conditioned freedom was put into action. Until now.

So, what now princess?

You shut up, I'm trying to think…

And it was true, now, days away from the capital, in a quest to recover a family heirloom, the powerful but not-so-perceptive paladin was having trouble finding the next best move. And that made her even more angry, because admitting it would give the thief another reason to make fun of her, and she needed his wisdom in smuggling and his criminal contacts, not his laugh. Oh how much she wanted some random goblins to appear…

In any case, the sun was already starting to set, so it was time to make a campment. Or better said, it was time for Artaúd to prepare the campment, let him pay in some way for making fun of nobility while still bein a prisoner, technically. Such a thing she reminded him, in a very loud voice.

Yes, I can see that. I have to start correcting her behavior. She heard him say.

Wait, what?, who are you talking to?!. She said jumping from her sitting position and drawing out her blade.

Just some nice fairies that came to say hi… now princess, don’t show such bad manners and say hi too.

And with that, 3 small figures, like dolls with insect wings came from behind some trees close to Artaúd.

Greetings and salutations pale one!, Your friend here has told us you two were lost. Said all of them in a cheery chorus.

He isn’t my friend, and we are not lost, we… just haven’t found our way, that’s all.

An existential crisis then?, a song will do!. And then they each summoned tiny-tiny musical instruments and started to sing something… maybe in elvish, but such hight pitched voices made it impossible to hear clearly. It was annoying, but the thief seemed to enjoy it. Or was he enjoying her suffering?.

I think that’s enough friends… and... we could use some help…

Rain and lightening put an end to this before anything else could be said. Now gray thunderous clouds covered the sky, and heavy drops extinguished the fire that was just starting to burn.

Oh oh!, It's mother!, and she’s pissed!. Said the 3 fairies in unison.

Who is your mother?, why would she be pissed?. Asked a nervous Artaúd.

Well, we may be, technically, under punishment for some unasked trickery, and escaped…

I can see why you made friends so fast with this one here, but what do we do now? asked the paladin.

We will run… ehh, fly away… it was a pleasure meeting you guys!, hope you resolve you lovers quarrel soon and start smooching lots and lots!, don’t die!. And with that they were gone.

The noblewoman now had some extra color on her cheeks, but thanks to the night, that couldn’t be seen.

Now what princess?

I expected something like this, but not so soon… here, take these. She said throwing him a shortsword and a dagger that were glowing blue, like her own weapon.

I hope we don’t have to use them.

Me too thief, me too…

And the thunder was now in front of them.