Re: Campfire Tales (D5, LE. Open)
Posted: Thu May 28, 2020 9:34 pm
Nanzi stood and paced by the fire and said, “Well Nanzi was maybe fifteen or sixteen summers, and had gotten himself tied to band a travelers in the deep sands. They were set upon by fierce raiders led by the Bone King, Nanzi wrapped himself in cloths and obscured his handsome features so only his eyes could be visible and was taken before this villain.”
“He picked the five most comely, and of course Nanzi was one, for he saw only the eyes and found them alluring. Nanzi was careful to always stay swathed in cloths and despite being a villainous bandit the Bone King never forced himself upon the harem, small miracles that.”
“So Nanzi observed and learned to rub the shoulders and soothe the Bone King and learned to dance the Burning Stones dance, and he bided his time and plotted until the right moment to seize hi escape from the Bone King who had grown fat and jaded from his many raids and successes. Nanzi whispered words into the ears of his closest men, enticed them with his dance, and soon had bent many to the wills and whims of the harem…”
He then grinned and said, “Finally he had grown tired of massages and dancing and wanted Nanzi for his bed and summoned the young Nanzi to his tent. The girl that was a boy teased his guards and then tnered and played coy as the old drunken Bone King tried his best to unwrap the many cloths, for every one he removed Nanzi replaced two more from around the tent… a game that hid his true intent getting his young fingers on a blade.”
“Just when he revealed Nanzi’s handsome face to his confusion did the young Nanzi stick him like a desert boar in the jowls, it is a messy thing to watch a man die. But such is the way of it. Nanzi is still not sure if the man was more shocked at the girl being a boy or the blade in the throat, who can say? Not the Bone King,” he finished with a hearty laugh.