Short Stories

Friday 21st November 993

'If I spend one more day in this damn mine I just know I am gonna.....'
'Gonna do what Samson?' I looked round. It was stuck up little Jascar, ever since he got that promotion he caused nothing but trouble for me.
'Errmm.....Work even harder?'

I muttered more under my breath. Words I would not utter again in front of anyone. Yet unfortunately Jascar seemed to notice, and as you can imagine he was not best pleased about.

'Report to my office in hour on the dot... or else!'
'Yes...' I huffed strongly.
'Yes what?' He gloated.
'Yes sir.' I huffed again. And he walked off.

I turn back around to face my friends, Anron, a small dwarf covered in grime and leather and Trovold a tall fat human, also covered in grime and leather with a small religious looking necklace hung around his neck. He never mentioned what it was or why he had it and when we asked about he always changes the subject.

'Don't worry Samson he's a toad’s sister!' Anron laughed. This had the effect of instantly cheering me up. We all laughed.


Written By: Neil 1231
Edited By: the123king
Coded By: Gamestar