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#2010-04-24 10:38:56, as written by Eira

Cael didn't know what to think. As far as he could remember, he was supposed to be at home, sharpening swords and waiting for his chicken to roast. Then suddenly, he felt himself falling (which was impossible, as he was sure he'd fix the gaping hole in his room). Now Cael was wet, confused, and faced with a number of strangers he had never met before. For a second he had reckoned a stupid wizard apprentice must had transported him here, but he himself was unsure that there were such thing as wizards. Before he could decide what could possibly brought him to this unknown lake, though, a curious little woman with wings spoke.

He listened to the sprite, but was unable to grasp what she was talking about. This was not his problem, was it? He was just Cael, an ordinary elf who made and fix weapons, not some kind of hero or chosen one. Sure, he had met some great knights and hunters from his work, but not once had he thought of being one of them. Cross that, he never did want to be one of them. Most of them were obnoxious and proud, and even if he knew there was some of them who were genuine and kind, he didn't think he wanted to fight dragons and risked his life just for money and women. No, that's what shallow people do, and Cael was certainly not shallow.

Cheyl had sprinkled some dust on his face, and after she gave her final speech about their abilities, the strangers finally complained. Most of them asked her the questions that were swimming in Cael's mind, so he figured he shouldn't repeat them. Then again, none of them had mentioned the one question that he was so desperate to hear.

"Excuse me," he said carefully. "I agree whole-heartedly with these folks," he gestured his hands to each person there, "especially about your -- err -- appearance, but if you don't mind, would you tell us what's that thing you spread to us? Also, explain about these abilities you said, and answer our questions," the last remark seemed to be rather commanding, so he added a small "please," after them.

Honestly, Cael was irritated about the rotten faith he had bumped into, but couldn't help feeling curious and interested to the whole thing. He wouldn't join this so-called quest off course, but what happened here might be a good entertainment to his boring life. He planned to just nod and watch, then apologize and told these people that he was not what they're looking for. Then, he'd went home and eat his roast chicken. How splendid and fool-proof was his plan, except for the fact that he was the one that the sprite was looking for.

Snippet #372351

located in Sumacai'a, a part of Quest for Engrant the Great, one of the many universes on RPG.

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