Doors and More Doors
You grab the rope and realize you actually have no idea how to tie your arms together. He sees your confusion and snatches it back. Then, he ties a knot so fast, you didn't have time to respond. Not like you probably would have anyways. You like the elf already. His green robes and pink shoes stand out to you and you know he's a man, or elf rather, of fashion.
The elf leads you away from the shack. "Which way do you want to get to the castle, the forest or the looong way?" he asks, walking in a very jolly manner. You say, "I'd woul-", but you don't get to finish your sentence because he cuts you off mid-response. "Prisoners don't get to choose. Bah, if it mattered anyways." He wanders right of the acid pools, but still in a straight directions... however, not right enough to go to the cornfield, and not even close to the right path, which is the most right of all. "I'm right," the elf mutters. "I have no idea what the kings will want to do with you. You could be hanged upon arrival." Then, the elf closes his eyes and shakes his head. "For all I care." He gives you a grin, though, to make sure you know he still thinks you're an alright guy.
After winding around a hill, the castle in all its glory is presented, moat and all. After sinking into a plains-esque region, the sheer walk starts to set in. You grow tired, but finally arrive. The elf knocks on the massive wooden door and it creaks open slowly. The elf slides in ahead of you and begins to address two thrones. He is not paying any attention to you anymore and all of his attention is towards the kings.
The elf leads you away from the shack. "Which way do you want to get to the castle, the forest or the looong way?" he asks, walking in a very jolly manner. You say, "I'd woul-", but you don't get to finish your sentence because he cuts you off mid-response. "Prisoners don't get to choose. Bah, if it mattered anyways." He wanders right of the acid pools, but still in a straight directions... however, not right enough to go to the cornfield, and not even close to the right path, which is the most right of all. "I'm right," the elf mutters. "I have no idea what the kings will want to do with you. You could be hanged upon arrival." Then, the elf closes his eyes and shakes his head. "For all I care." He gives you a grin, though, to make sure you know he still thinks you're an alright guy.
After winding around a hill, the castle in all its glory is presented, moat and all. After sinking into a plains-esque region, the sheer walk starts to set in. You grow tired, but finally arrive. The elf knocks on the massive wooden door and it creaks open slowly. The elf slides in ahead of you and begins to address two thrones. He is not paying any attention to you anymore and all of his attention is towards the kings.