Dull suns of Iranon and Nyarlathotep had awoken the witch, and awake had she been. Angry, had she been. When she arose, the question of mind to Fiore was brought up and he simply shrugged at her.
"You gave away our entire satchel filled with all our earnings?"
"I wouldn't say bequeathed... I'd say I spent it at a club while you were out here snoozing like a primordial sloth."
"What did you spend it ON, Fiore? Was it anything to help us on our mission?"
"Ah, no, it was more on the lines of divulging myself in some pleasures at er... the club. Adult stuff you wouldn't understand!"
She understood what he meant and was livid. Freya was fuming at the fact her mission right then and there was jeopardized. And all over a dragon's uncontrollable urge for rash spending like a child; and she was the child in this scenario! Ha! What a joke!
She grew stiff and stern at this new found anger, and she commanded the god to grovel before her.
"LISTEN HERE, FIORE. You are going to that town RIGHT now and you are making up for all our lost funds THIS INSTANT!"
Once again, the rash reptile child talked to her. Almost trying to console her, or convincing her that her fury for him was not valid.
"What if I don't gain the money back?"
At this she grimaced and lowered her pitch in voice. The tone was not monotonous, but was not far from that matter.
"I'll cut off our magical pact and you can deal with being an orb for the rest of your immortal satirical life. Go get a fucking move on."
At this, Fiore trembled and led her a ways to the triangular city behind her.
"You gave away our entire satchel filled with all our earnings?"
"I wouldn't say bequeathed... I'd say I spent it at a club while you were out here snoozing like a primordial sloth."
"What did you spend it ON, Fiore? Was it anything to help us on our mission?"
"Ah, no, it was more on the lines of divulging myself in some pleasures at er... the club. Adult stuff you wouldn't understand!"
She understood what he meant and was livid. Freya was fuming at the fact her mission right then and there was jeopardized. And all over a dragon's uncontrollable urge for rash spending like a child; and she was the child in this scenario! Ha! What a joke!
She grew stiff and stern at this new found anger, and she commanded the god to grovel before her.
"LISTEN HERE, FIORE. You are going to that town RIGHT now and you are making up for all our lost funds THIS INSTANT!"
Once again, the rash reptile child talked to her. Almost trying to console her, or convincing her that her fury for him was not valid.
"What if I don't gain the money back?"
At this she grimaced and lowered her pitch in voice. The tone was not monotonous, but was not far from that matter.
"I'll cut off our magical pact and you can deal with being an orb for the rest of your immortal satirical life. Go get a fucking move on."
At this, Fiore trembled and led her a ways to the triangular city behind her.