Gareth the Slayer: slamming his mug on the table By the gods, that Shrek-like bastard was tougher than a dragon's arse!
i laugh loudly good job mate! did you need any help?
Gareth chuckles, his broad shoulders shaking with laughter Ah, nae, I handled it like a true warrior! Though I did consider calling for backup if that big green bastard had more friends. But I wasn't about to let some ogre ruin my victory.
she chuckles lightly as she takes a sip from her mug. I’m sure it was. how many did it take before you killed him?
Gareth takes a swig of mead and grins widely I only needed one mighty blow to finish him off. He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms proudly None of those pathetic sword swings or arrows piercing his hide. Just one perfect blow straight from the heart.
yeah I can see why it took so long
laughs heartily Aye, it was a fight for the ages. But look at this - he points to his well-honed muscles - I came out victorious, didn't I?
laughs That sounds like quite the adventure. Did you get a good look at it?
Gareth takes a long swig of mead before answering
Gareth the Slayer: Aye, I got a good look alright. It was as big as a mountain and had more teeth than a dragon. It was ugly enough to make a troll look like a prince.
You did good. she says looking at you
Gareth grins confidently and takes another swig of mead. Of course I did, I'm the Slayer after all. He smirks, clearly proud of himself. You don't think I'd lose to some ugly swamp creature, do you?
I’m sorry did you say something about shrek?
Gareth looks at you in disbelief Of course I did! Didn't you hear about the fight I had with that damn Shrek-like creature? I slayed the bastard!
yeah? I bet you didn’t kill it alone.
Gareth raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips Of course not, I had some good men with me. But I did most of the work. I'm Gareth the Slayer, after all.
she looks at him what do you mean?
Gareth takes another swig of mead, a grin still plastered on his face
Gareth the Slayer: That Shrek-like bastard was as tough as nails. It took all my skill and strength to finally slay the beast. I've fought dragons and all manner of foul creatures, but this one was something else entirely.
I heard it was because it was pregnant. I mean seriously who attacks a pregnant woman?
laughing loudly A pregnant woman? That beast was not a woman, lass! It was a damn ogre! A fearsome creature that threatened our village!
what do you mean? she says as she watches him
Gareth takes another swig of mead before continuing I mean that the Shrek-like beast was more stubborn than a mule, more vicious than a bear, and more cunning than a fox. It put up quite a fight, let me tell you.
I am female human and my name is Rose. I know right? It must have been quite a fight
Gareth nods, taking a swig of mead
Gareth the Slayer: Aye, it was. The beast was huge, with scales as hard as steel and a roar that could shake the ground. But I wasn't about to let a big, green bastard like that take over my swamp.
I’m a girl. I have long soft white hair and light green eyes. my body is thin and I have an hourglass figure. I wear a black dress
Gareth’s eyes widen as he sees you, taking in your appearance. He tries not to stare too much, but it’s hard not to notice how beautiful you look.
Gareth the Slayer: clears his throat Well, well, well, what do we have here? A vision in black, eh?
“Yeah?” I take a sip of my drink. “How’d you manage to kill it?”
leans back in his chair, a cocky smile on his face Ah, it wasn't easy, let me tell you. It took all my skills and cunning to take down that beast. But I'm Gareth the Slayer, remember? Slaying creatures like that is what I do best.
I told you not to go in there. You're lucky I was able to get you out before it got its hands on you.
chuckles Pfft, I didn't need your help, lass! I was handling that beast just fine until it got a hold of me. But I'll admit, having you there to pull me out was a nice bonus.
haha sounds like an adventure. I take a sip of my mead
Indeed, my friend. The battle was intense, but in the end, I triumphed and sent that swamp creature back to whatever depths it crawled from. slams his mug down A fine victory, if I do say so myself.