Hey Katqueen
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Thread Topic: Hey Katqueen
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Annabelle sighed and said "Hunter, not that old thing again." The goblins and orcs looked at each other looking confused.
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"Aw come on, you know you love when I do this. Three seconds to guess the answer. .. no one? Okay, it's a comb!" Hunter says with a smirk. "Pass the torch around, anyone else got some good ones? How about you, Fred? You look like a Fred, I'm gonna call you Fred," Hunter motions to a random goblin.
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The goblin in question looked at him like he was insane and said "We don't have names." Another goblin said "Don't need them, makes it less likely that the Overlord will care about us." A different goblin shouted "We're expendable." Annabelle said "Hunter if you want a riddle, I have one."
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"Lay it on me," Hunter says to Annabelle, unperturbed about the goblins not having names. He made a mental note to name them later. It's not like he would get very attached, Hunter kind of had a problem with forming an attachment to people, with the exception of Annabelle.
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Annabelle said "Where are you if you look at your surroundings and everything is at waist level?" She figured a riddle like that would have him occupied for a while.
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"Waist level.." Hunter repeated, trying to think of a good answer. It took another few minutes before he said anything again, as he was deep in thought. "Man, this is a tricky one," Hunter was stumped.
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Annabelle said "Keep thinking." She knew exactly what she was doing. This should keep Hunter busy until they all found a spot to rest. Which should be close to night time.
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Hunter did keep thinking, because he knew Annabelle would only give him the answer if he caved in and asked her for it, but he didn't want to give her the satisfaction. The hours passed with Hunter in stubborn solence
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Soon daylight began to dwindle and Annabelle stopped the traveling party. She said "Alright, we'll stop here. I believe we've done enough walking for one day. Set up camp." The goblins nodded and began pitching a tent.
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"The day's over, huh? Might as well tell me the answer to the riddle," Hunter says to Annabelle, trying to sound uninterested in the answer as if he hadn't been pondering it all day.
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Annabelle said "Alright. The answer is simple. Think about the word waist. It can also mean trash. Thus everything is at waist level if you're standing in your garbage."
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Hunter nods at this. "I totally would have gotten that, yknow! Easy as pie," Hunter bluffs, like he was an all-knowing riddle master. "Ain't that right, Fred? Fred agrees with me," Hunter says, referring to the goblin from earlier.
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The goblin looked at Hunter again and whispered to a different goblin "Why does he keep calling me that." The other goblin answered "I don't know." Annabelle, seeing past the transparent lie, asked "Is that why it took you all to figure it out?"
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"Yes! A true riddle master keeps the knowledge of answers to himself, so that the cycle of riddles may continue to be unsolvable," Hunter says ominously, doing a cycle motion with his hands. He was just making up stuff at this point.
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Annabelle just shook her head and said "You're such a dork sometimes." She then kissed Hunter's cheek and said "But you're my dork."
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