Inside on the second floor of a cottage in with thatch roof. There, in one of the premium rooms of the inn, Pendraguin is sleeping on a bed. The sheets curl around his figure. Yawning, he curls his tail closer to his face digging his body into the warm blankets.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Pendraguin's eyes spring open, red from lack of sleep. Twisting his head and body it causes the empty bottles and brown paper bags, nestled between the blankets, to rattle.
The door swings open and three adventurers walk in the room. They toss their dust stained travel cases against the wall. The smallest adventurer in purple robes stretches her arms in relief and swings open the balcony window.
A cool refreshing breeze fills the room and the blankets shuffle in response.
"MERRRK!" Complained the lump inside the bed, a pillow moved becoming larger lump.
None of the adventurers paid any attention to the sound.
“Finally in Ayslum!” A green cloaked man pulled off his thin rimmed glasses ,wiping them clean from dust. A silhouette of clean skin surrounded his eyes causing the tallest warrior to snort in laughter.
"Let’s begin preparations before we slay that dragon on Mysty Hill.” The swords man wearing blue travel stained leather smiled at his green robed friend.
The girl at the window sill turns her head to her party members
“Just get me lots of mana potions. ” The mage was twirling her hair and hiding the access curls beneath her pointed hat.
“Merrrk!” Protested the lump on the bed.
"Is there a cat inside this room?" said the warrior. He sniffed the air and wrinkled his nose. The slight smell of alcohol and urine stung his nose as he searched for the source of the noise.
The mage and green robe man unpacked their bags. Yet, each time they made a noise something would grunt in complaint.
They could no longer stand that wretched noise.
They turned to focus on the large lump jumping up and down furiously underneath the blankets of the bed.
The three adventurers looked at each other as they spotted the lump under the blankets. It was jumping up and down underneath the blankets. The closer they moved to the more it would jump.
“Man, the cats in Ayslum are quite large,” said the warrior. To be on the safe side he pulled out his two handed sword.
“Meeeerkk!” It hissed as a warning.
As the leader of the party, the warrior rips the blankets off the bed.
“Whoa that’s one ugly cat,” pointing his sword at the beast.
"Meeerk," Pendraguin raises the flippers in a fist like fashion at the adventurers. Tossing several bottles at them, all missing the intended target.
The half filled bottles bounce off the wooden floorboards into the wall shattering into tiny pieces. The smell of last night’s alcohol fills the room. The inn proprietor, hearing the clamour inside, waltzes into room.
The warrior man condensendley stares at Pendraguin. He checks his feet to make sure he is wearing his favourite steel capped boots. These are the best thing to kick cats with. The warrior imagines smashing his feet into the cat on the bed.
The warrior senses something is wrong. He and his party paid full price for the room.
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“When I entered the room it was not 100 percent clean, look at all the bottles on the bed. Also a foul creature has taken residence upon the bed. I have traveled to many places, this is the first time the inn keeper's pet has welcomed us. If this is the norm, I call it disgusting. ”
Surprised to see the disgruntled look on the inn keeper going from bad to worst. He continues on.
“I demand that you remove that darn ‘cat’ by drowning it and leaving its body limp lifeless body to rot under the carriages in the busy section of the lower quarters. ”
“Merk! Merrk merrrk meeerrrk merk.”
The warrior smiles gleefully as he fully expects that the innkeeper has no choice but to kill the stupid ‘cat’. The inn proprietor who was listening to Pendraguin turned her full scorn onto the warrior and his party.
“Travellers I do believe you need your eyes checked but you have entered into a room that is already rented.”
The inn proprietor took off her glasses, wiping them on her apron to regain her composure. She placed her glasses squarely on her nose and the reflection of the lense covered her pupils.
“You also threatened to murder a patron of our inn. I cannot take this sitting down. I have to ask your party to leave immediately.”
The warrior’s jaws drop and already he could feel the eye’s of his other two party members digging holes in the back of his head.
“Merrk meerk. Meeerrk.” Pendraguin waves the flippers about wildly and the inn proprietor nods in an understanding manner. The adventurers try to follow the dialogue between the two and are just stumped with what is happening.
“Ahh however, Mr Merk here is very magnanimous and is willing to ignore your indiscretion as long as you pay for damages to his room.”
She turns to face Pendraguin who is now lazing on the bed with belly exposed and tail dragging on the floor.
“I am sorry errrm umm Mr Merk, how about I get you another serving of lemon and raspberry melting moments and your favourite green tea; on the house.”
“Merrrrk~”
The inn proprietor blushes in response to Pendraguin’s statement.
“Oh Mr Merk you are such a tease, may the god’s bless your heart and soul.”
She bends over and loudly whispers in Pendraguin’s ear. Pendraguin nods with the tongue poking out and wiggling. The mage’s eyes oogles the pair, and a few words such as “hot tub” and “tonight” could be made out.
The inn proprietor exists the room, however, before leaving, she turns and blows a kiss to Pendraguin. Both of pendraguin’s flippers clap the air to catch it.
Dumbfounded the adventurers all drop their jaws in shock. The warrior's jaw is dragging on the floor.
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