"You ask him." Short haired, looked about fifteen maybe sixteen at the most, male with a bashful looking expression. His skin was also way too white, like the sun was just something he heard about but never really saw.
"No you're the leader you ask him." Longer haired girl she looked to be the sort that got into fist fights because of her looks and desire to be one of the men, she looked like she had bigger muscles than the first boy. There were four of them total, all arguing about bother me while I ate some grainy mush that I'm sure was fine for keeping me fed, but tasted slimey, felt slimey, and generally wasn't super appetizing (as if the description of slimey made it sound super appetizing). Their arguing continued, with the two I hadn't described (one short and fat, the other tall and lean) offering their meek support to their prefered person (short fat backed the girl, tall lean backed the boy).
"Why don't one of you four idiots ask me something before I dump whats left of this dreary meal on your faces?" I had been eating outside, hoping the sunshine would brighten my mood, as you can see from what I said, it did not. The pale boy turned, looked a bit sheepish and extended his hand, I didn't shake it (strictly speaking as a magic person, you never ever shake someones bare hand with your bare hand, its inviting death).
"Sir we, my friends and I, that being have been selected on a matter of most important."
"Congratulations someone wants you to be their errand boy, welcome to the world I know." The pale boy looked a bit annoyed by my lack of respect for their task.
"Errand? Good sir we are tasked with stopping this world as you and we know it from being annihilated by a most foul sorcerer." I cocked one eyebrow and yawned.
"So when is the world set to be annihilated so that I can get my affairs in order?" As you can probably guess I'm not one for thinking they stood much of a chance.
"Sir my friends and I may not look it, but we have been chosen by an ancient master who..."
"Look kiddo if I wanted to hear the whole story I'd pay a bard to sing me a song, just skip to the point of why you are interrupting my day." I give people a bit of time to explain themselves, when they continue to talk about who they are, and not what they want, I get a bit agitated.
"We need someone of magical talent to be our mentor and guide!"
"No."
"No? Sir we need you to help us stop the world from crumbling."
"Yeah and you guys look like you have about a gold coin amongst you, I'll take my chances with whatever errand you have been assigned to be grossly overestimated, or in the off chance the world is in danger well I belive the phrase is ignorance is bliss." With that I got up and walked off, the group of children sat their stunned. I believe they had gone over every scenario in their head except the correct one (more proof they could not possibly save the world). Mainly it was the money, the caravan company may have been one hard dirty slog through well worn trails and with utter days of boredom, but they paid consistently! Adventuring is a fools game, where the only guarentee you have is that you'll come out poorer than you went in. Trust me on this one little journal!
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