Babesandbandits Season 2 Episode 0.3

Date 30-01-2024, 22:04
Model: Rardysexuality

Episode 0.

Along a small, dirt trail, in what seemed to be the middle of nowhere, the sweet strumming of a mandolin can be heard. Looking down the trail, off to the side of the path, one can see a man sitting on a fallen log. Giving no thought to his surroundings, he quietly sings to himself, about daily life and the world around him. Daydreaming.
Suddenly the man gets awakened by the sound of hard footsteps walking in his direction. He looks up and jumps off the rock, startled by this being. The earth Ganassi is tall and blue. What is an earth ganassi you may ask? Well these creatures are the offspring of a genie and a mortal. This particular ganasi is descended from the cruel and greedy dao! However, he is not necessarily evil. He has the unique ability to control earth.
When the man finally regains his balance, he looks up to the ganasi and puts on a smile. Flashing his bardic charm, he says “Hello how do you do? The name’s Truce!”.
Truce, still smiling at Ganasi, holds out his hand. The ganasi looks down at Truce, returning a smile, and firmly shakes Truce's extended hand. “Well, hello! I am Alabaster”, the Ganasi says.
Truce and Alabaster decide to sit for a bit, and become acquainted. Truce takes his place back upon the rock and looks over at Alabaster, who has found a smooth spot in the dirt. Truce begins to gently strum his mandolin. “So Alabaster, where are you heading?”.
“ I am heading to Kings’ Crossing, work has been scarce and I hope to find a clan to join. How about you?”, Alabaster inquired.
“Well, I too am heading to Kings’ Crossing to find work!”, exclaimed Truce.
After a long, joyus conversation, Alabaster and Truce decided to stick together.
Truce and Alabaster begin the journey to Kings’ Crossing, Truce playing Tourdian on his mandolin as they walk.

Throughout the woods one can hear the chattering of busy squirrels and the russiling of birds in the trees. Silently, side by side, two people emerge from the depth of the brush. They seemed to be alike, yet different all at once. When they come into the light, it can be seen that one has ram like horns sprouting from its head, and the other has periwinkle flesh. Slowly, more can be noticed about the odd couple. The one with ram like horns was a bit taller. She had a pinkish red skin tone and wore the clothing of Outlanders. On her shoulder was not only a travelers backpack, but a great axe. The one beside her was a bit smaller of stature and had a softer presence. She was older, much older, but one wouldn't be able to tell that by just simply looking at her. She had deer antlers and ears to match. The two were known as tieflings. Tieflings come from an infernal bloodline, but are human as well.
The two of them continue walking side by side, without a word shared between them. As they reach the edge of the small river, they hear the faint sound of speaking. They try to listen closer, however it only sounds like gibberish. The smaller one of the two women walks a few steps ahead, following the sound. It seems to be coming from above, but where above? After looking and listening for a few moments, she spots two tiny feet dangling near a tree branch. Under closer inspection, she notices a very small man floating next to the branch. He seems to be having a full conversation with someone… Or something? She moves to get a close look only to find that there is not a single creature there with this man.
The funny little man seems to drop from the space where he was floating. With a small thud, he hits the ground, looks confused but begins to giggle. Looking over his shoulder he begins to continue his conversation in gibberish. Still there is no one there!
The little man finishes his conversation and looks up. Slightly startled by the presence of these tieflings, the little man stares for a moment and giggles. Looks over his shoulder once again whispering “TUT… TUT...TUT… LOOKIE”, and once again giggles. He suddenly stops, facing them, the stern the little man begins to point at the tieflings, and speaks in gibberish again. Nodding, he then addressed the tieflings in common, a language they actually understood, “ Who Are You?”.
“I am Caolifhoinn, and this is Enyo, we are travelers. Who are you, might we ask?” responded the one called Caoilfhionn. Enayo. looking down at the man, growled at him, then smirked, as if a big sister trying to get a rise out of the little ones.
The little man looks over his shoulder, whispers something in the same unfamiliar gibberish, looks up, throws his arms behind him and runs circles around the tieflings. The little man knocks Enyo over, and sits cross legged right in front of her. The little man looks around then stares directly at Enyo, “ My Name is Sindri! And this is Tut.” looking over his shoulder again.
“Where?” askes Caoilfhionn.
Sindri, almost offended, looks all around, and then points to his shoulder, “There!”. Still ,no creature is seen.
Enayo stands and gathers her things. “We are heading to