《Asher the Insane》The Medallion Party
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“Thakin, Yam, Asharis, Vethra, keep in formation!” Mine ordered.
“You don’t have to remind us every minute that we have to ‘keep in formation’, Mine. That’s the problem with you humans. You think you can just order around every other race all the time,” Asharis hissed back at him.
“And that coming from an elf?" Thakin, who could be best described as a beard walking on two feet, mocked her, "ye tree-thumping, waste of immortality, knife-ears always think that your so superior te everyone else's."
"Oh, and you think that your cave-dwelling, rock-humping, gold-mongering culture is so refined, dwarf?"
"Ah give ya two out of three on. The goblins are the gold-mongers, not us."
"That's unfair," Vethra interjected, "Thakin, that's just how we are. You think that we can control our lust for gold and other shiny things, like just stop it? That's like asking a dwarf not to grow a beard."
"I got no damned problems with ye gobs, one maybe, if ye sticky-handed, green-skinned, scale-less kobolds could keep yer filthy hands off me pockets I would appreciate it.
Vethra giggled nervously, "I would never try to steal from my companions."
"I do actively have problems with the elves," he looked at Asharis again, "I hate how smug ye guys are, especially the women-folk. Ah don't know how male elves deal with you, if I could tell you apart. None of you got any balls, only indicator is how annoying you are and you, Asharis, are far off the chart."
"Can you shut the hell up!" Mine yelled out begin to be fed up once again. Every time either Asharis or Thakin had spoken up an argument had ensued, "no one is beneath, or superior to anyone here. And Asharis, I have you know that I was a general in the army for twenty years, it's not how humans are but what I have been molded to be."
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"Twenty years? That's how old my baby sister is," the elf laughed, even wiping a small tear from the eye, "I always forget how short humans live. Not as short as dwarves are but still, short enough."
"ALWAIS A 'PRISE WEN DA OTA RACEZ FITE BOUT TINGZ TAT AIN'T DA FIGHT. DA ORKS NEVA FINK BAUT CHULCHA NOR NOFFIN. ITZ ALWAIS BOUTTA FITE," Yam yelled or that is what everyone else had thought.
To Yam himself that was his normal speaking voice. No one that wasn't an orc should ever hope to hear one actually yell.
"Can someone shut up the orc?" Asharis covered her long ears.
"Oh Lady Alexandra, please guide us and let us succeed in this mission without dying," Mine mumbled a small prayer.
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