The Adventures of Garl and Odra Manyboots- Bathtime

“NO! LET ME GO! FIENDS! MURDERERS! SOMEONE HELP ME, HE’S GOING TO KILL ME!”

“Odra, it’s a fucking bath. Let go of the wall.”

Dullahan paused when he saw Odra gripping onto the front door for dear life while Garl tried to pull her free. “Won’t she melt if she’s put in water?” he asked.

“No, she showers in the rain all the time, but she’s starting to smell like week’s old garbage,” Garl grunted as he gave her another yank. “The guild master said either she takes a bath or he’s giving her the boot.”

“I’ll take the boot! I’ll take the boot! Don’t put me in the bath!” Odra shrieked.

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The Adventures of Garl and Odra Manyboots- The Origin of the Black Knight

“Garl, are you going to keep chewing on these guys until-”

“Get in my way, I’m chewing on you too, Dullahan.”

“… Well, I didn’t know I was your type… but before we begin, my safe word’s apple bread.”

Garl growled as he turned towards Dullahan, ready to rip the idiot limb from limb, but before he could Sylvia stepped between her father figure and the irate gargoyle. “That’s enough- from both of you,” she glowered at both of the men. “Odra’s not here. We’ve combed through the whole town but the only people here are dead humans. But Ficas thinks he’s picked up her trail, she tore out of west gate like a bat out of hell, but she did it under her own power. The half orc was telling the truth.”

“Good, then we can kill him now,” Garl tried to step past Sylvia but she snagged him by his shirt.

“Sahsi literally just put him back together.”

“He’s probably the one who shot her!”

“Doesn’t matter. Aunva’s on her side for this one, the half orc gets to keep breathing. For now.”

Garl growled and Sylvia responded by slapping him. It definitely hurt her more than him, judging by how she immediately shook her hand out afterwards, but it was enough to get Garl to pause.

Right. The half orc might have some more information. Once he found Odra, he’d join his friends in hell.

Garl hurried off, Sylvia watching him go before turning to Dullahan. “What’s his problem?” she asked, crossing her arms.

“Turns out he’s not completely stonehearted. Just hope he keeps his anger on the black knight and not any of us.”

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The Adventures of Garl and Odra Manyboots- Where Did Manyboots Go?

“Have I mentioned how much this sucks yet?”

“About three times this conversation alone, Dullahan.”

“Then I’m saying it again, Ficas- this fucking sucks!”

Ficas turned to literally bite the sassy human’s head off, but the second he looked away from the raider he was fighting, said raider was bashed to the ground and repeatedly stomped on by an enraged gargoyle.

Before Ficas could even say anything said gargoyle tackled the next raider in line, blood spraying into the air as Garl turned his victim into a pile of blood and gore.

Ficas glanced over at Dullahan. “… Is he… usually like this during combat?” he asked.

“Honestly? As far as I know, this is new and I’m about three seconds away from shitting my pants.”

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The Adventures of Garl and Odra Manyboots – Battle at Dimborough

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Traveling with Aunva and her party was quite enjoyable. Even if things started off on the wrong foot by Aunva announcing she’d gotten horses for the whole party and Odra screamed in terror, Garl quickly resolved things by plopping Odra on his back and declining to take the draft horse that she’d secured for him- even an enormous steed like that would struggle to carry a pure stone gargoyle. That was fine, they’d just use his horse to carry their supplies, and by every god masked and unmasked Aunva did not know how to pack light.

It was fun traveling at first. Aunva’s men always competed with each other to see who would be lucky enough to sleep in the same tent with her, striving to always have her approval. Dullahan was a hell of a story teller, keeping them all preoccupied in the daylight hours when they had to stop since Aunva couldn’t travel then. Sylvia’s dark sense of humor had Odra laughing and Sahsi looking paler than ever.

It was a great time… until they reached their destination.

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The Adventures of Garl and Odra Manyboots- Garl and Odra Meet Dullahan and Sylvia

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Odra and Garl.

Garl and Odra.

That was all they needed. No one but them. The perfect pair.

“Who the FUCK are you two!?”

This was a simple job- clear out the abandoned tower from the squatters inside. The typical affair. Your typical shifty bunch. Easy peasy. So when Odra and Garl popped out the other end of the trail to almost (quite literally) run into a pair that were clearly plotting on the best way to enter the house.

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