"Open yourself to the Great Lord and do His will, and perhaps He will bring you to stand before Him, giving you much pleasure."
"What, he is going to tickle us? Great pleasure my nose."
Thorgom loaded the cart with the supplies in quit. These people seemed not to like him. It was a good thing, he didn't like them too. The supplies were in the cart. The priestess came towards the cart and took place. The man next to him bowed. Thorgom raised his eyebrow instead. One of the priestess' looked at him in disbelieve. For some reason, Thorgom felt the heat increasing. He went to his own bag and took out his water. He drank some and threw some across his face. He glanced at one of the priestess'. She was beautiful in Thorgom's opinion.
His eyes followed her around. It made her feel unpleasant, Thorgom could see that. But he did not care. She was easy on the eye [mod edit], and it was a long time since Thorgom saw a woman as pretty as this one.
The caravan started moving and Thorgom jumped on the back of one of the carts. He just sat back and enjoyed the weather.
Although it was mostly hot, he still enjoyed it. His skin was brown all the time and the colour only grew darker as time passed.
They rode down the streets. Thorgom looked around and saw few people. He did not care either. He jumped of the cart and started to walk alongside the pretty priestess. She looked dead ahead of her and did not look at the man running alongside of her. Thorgom got depressed and one of his throwing axes flew away. Six feet later they found it sticking in a three. While running past, Thorgom pulled it out. Still she was not looking. He went back and sat on the back of the cart again. Pouting.
[ June 25, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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