Post #2816408 in The Gala-Dor Expedition, a roleplay on RPG

Hortensia's cheeks perked up with her smile, and she nodded in response to Esther's introduction. "Charmed."

Her nose crinkled reflexively at the sight of mangy, matted Georgina, nibbling at the dried meat she held in her paws. Her cheeks puffed, and her big, glossy eyes twinkled to reflect the dim light. The wolf-rat seemed content to keep to herself, not moving away even as Orcimedes retreated behind her.

Hortensia rolled her eyes and let out an exaggerated sigh as she leaned against the wall of her dungeon. "The big lummox ate the thing!" Her nose crinkled. "Honestly! It was drowning in sewer muck." The noble squinted at him from the corner of her eyes and pouted. "You weren't kidding when you said you ate things that would make a goat puke…" Lio's eyes went wide and black, the way a drugged up someone's do when it dawns on him he will literally have to dig through shit after all.

"I'm going to have crap under my nails for weeks," he said, an echo of the man he once was.

She turned to the others. "Ah, I bumped into Big Orcy here when I went down to the sewers. He was a fantastic meat shie- I mean, company." Red rose to her cheeks as she cleared her throat. "But, ah... the Red Hatchets got the drop on me, and we were separated."

Lio brought his bloodshot eyes to the ceiling and lifted himself from the wall. He gestured from the Bandit Lord to Hortensia's cage with a short whistle and a snap of his fingers, to which he hung his head and obeyed, having accepted his defeat. The cage unlocked with an echoing click and Lio took Hortensia's hand to help her out as if she were stepping out of a carriage.

"So the Master's waiting for me to take you back, after which I really need a healer, and the Lady Solaster's gonna need to take you back to Church. I'll take the flogging for the ring. The rest of you…" Lio looked over the party that had helped him, and his eyes narrowed, the question of how they knew about the top-secret rescue mission in the first place almost surfacing on his tongue. Instead he shot fingers at each of them. "Bath? Bath? Bath? Just so you know, none of you are getting into the cathedral until you're clean -" He lurched, his face turning green. He leaned on Hortensia and managed to swallow it down before continuing in a rasp, "... in every way."

Snippet #2816408

located in Zoltia, a part of The Gala-Dor Expedition, one of the many universes on RPG.

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