"If I said no would that be an answer you'd accept?" I was being lead from the nice chained up basement to a dark hole that smelled pretty foul (could have been the scent of the damned from the digging but I figured it wasn't). There were five of them all armed though it didn't matter as I've proven time and time again I am the most dangerous person... IN THE WORLD!!! Anyway bragging aside I was kind of curious but not super curious what was down in the hole. I assumed whoever had dug it up had been wiped out by it, so I knew it was extremely dangerous, what I had no idea of was how dangerous or even what it was.
"Get in the hole or we'll bury you in it." The answer no would have sufficed, but no straight to the threats of violence. So I descended into the pit, they were nice enough to give me a torch, but that was it for any kind of make shift weaponry. The whole wasn't stable, the support beams to hold up the compacted earth were improperly constructed (I hadn't done a lot of excavation honestly but even I could tell one good kick could collapse that tunnel no problem). The smell got worse as I went, I could see finger nail marks from where someone or something had been drug back deeper into the pit. The guards stayed at the mouth of thole as I walked in deeper with each step I felt worse and worse at the prospect of what was down there. I came to the end of the pit and found nothing. I looked around, but didn't see anything at all so I felt relieved and turned around and came face to face with a little girl who was not there when I first came in.
"Did they send you after me?" I hadn't seen children, but it's not like these heartless bastards would feel anything about enslaving a child. The child looked at me weirdly for a moment, tilting her head to the side, almost literally in this case she leaned over to the side. Clearly normal child behavior.
"You're not ill."
"Well that's a relief I've had the sniffles for like a week and I was worried." The child did not get my joke, instead it looked on with even more piercing eyes. I was distinctly aware at this point this probably was not a child.
"You are swarming with magic of death though, imbued with it," Suddenly the child got a bright look on her face, "A necromancer, I thought your kind were killed off."
"I'm one of a kind." Definitely not a little child.
"I'm sure you like to think so Mr. Lorentino." I liked that she called me Mr, not so fond of knowing my name with out me saying it.
"You're not a little girl are you?"
"I choose this form because I find it upsets people less than just taking on what I feel like, a mix between a cat and a monkey is my favorite."
"I appreciate that, Cat Monkeys are terrifying." The child chuckled.
"No Mr. Lorentino I'm terrifying." And the child wasn't exactly wrong, though again she wasn't really a child. I'll get into that naturally, or maybe I won't! Maybe I'll just jump ahead! I like to do that!
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