 The Lusted Argonian Maid, Part II |
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| This Elder Scrolls Book Club selection was written by Redolegna. | |||
ct II: In the house guestroom
Scene I (Lifts-Her-Tail; the Priest)
The Priest: No, Lifts-Her-Tail, no. Pay attention to what you're reading, speak clearly, and be careful to understand every word. No use to read this book from one end to another: reading is difficult to learn when it has not been done during childhood. Try and concentrate.
Lifts-Her-Tail: I have... no... noted that... that... Heart...lan...ders like myself, and assimi...lated (she looks uncertain; The Priest nods) Imperial... Citizens of other races, tend to imp... imp... impersonal and formal relation... ships with their gods and spirits.
The Priest: Well, Lifts-Her-Tail, I believe that congratulations are in order. Your diction is better each time we practice. I must say that never before has an adult Argonian (or Imperial or Dunmer ones, for that matter) has learned to read so fast. I have given you lessons for less than a month and I'm delighted to see that my wishes have been fulfilled.
Lifts-Her-Tail: You're too kind with Lifts-Her-Tail, mister priest.
The Priest: Not all, dear child. Julianos be blessed, you have been gifted with outstanding cleverness. 'Tis your mistress who has sought to break your will, to what purpose I cannot say. But you have only bent and she hasn't been able to achieve her evil task. Yet you have to think of yourself as a person. Dare say 'I', for it has been denied to you for too long. You'll see, if you succeed, you will have a better opinion of yourself.
Lifts-Her-Tail: Lifts-Her-Tail will try (The Priest winces comically). Sorry, Lifts-Her-Tail is not familiar with this. Lifts-Her-Tail means: I'm not familiar with this. Yes! Lifts-Her-Tail has succeeded! I have succeeded. Oh, thank you, Lifts-Her-Tail thanks you. No, I, I, I thank you.
(The door slightly opens)
The Priest: Quick, Lifts-Her-Tail, give me this book. If you're caught reading, you face death!
Scene II (Lifts-Her-Tail, The Priest, The Master, Crantius Colto)
The Master (without noticing Lifts-Her-Tail and the Priest): At least, you will admit that the mischiefs of the... how did you say? Twin Lamps, that's it, are quite damageable. And For now, they only free slaves (Lifts-Her-Tail opens wide eyes) but will they not come to harm the masters?
Crantius Colto (not noticing Lifts-Her-Tail and the Priest either): I understand your concern, but I still advise you to negotiate because then, you will know their leaders. It will be easy for me to give them away to Berel Sala. The old fellow owes me one or two and he will capture them. The poor bastard has much need of that: would you believe that his Ordinators have been tricked so many times by the dissident priests? Saryoni is talking of having his head.
The Master: You are certainly right, but these ways disgust me. I did not make my business like that back in Anvil.
Crantius Colto: Alas, my dear friend, we're not in Cyrodiil. Other places, other ways: you know what they say about Morrowind. Here, show but one weakness and you are utterly lost. Stand against your foes, and put your precious principles aide for the moment
(Lifts-Her-Tail and the Priest enter quietly into a cupboard).
The Master (abruptly): Dunmers must have had a bad influence on you, then, Colto. I have seen your hands wandering each time you come across my Argonian slave, Lifts-Her-Tail.
Crantius Colto (ill-at-ease): I hope I didn't displease you, friend...
The Master (softening): No, of course, not. She is a slave, she must obey. Do with her whatever you want, I don't really care. Try not to hurt her though, my wife sees to that already.
Crantius Colto: Ah, do you know, my dear friend, that despite my wealth and my current position, I never had the opportunity to submit an Argonian to my whims? Your offer pleases me beyond measure and I will make the best of it (Lifts-Her-Tail lets out a little cry). I shiver from excitation at the mere thought of holding tight the scales of this lassie, yes, indeed! Is it not the same for you?
The Master (coolly again): I am faithful to my wife and intends to stay so, Colto.
(Exit the Master)
Crantius Colto (laughing): You may, but she doesn't, you stiffen-neck! I must have held this gal twenty times more than you, at the very least. And it started on your wedding night, blind cuckold! Ah! You didn't realized I had popped her cherry before you joined her in bed? Stupid! Blood was all over the sheets and her hair was a mess! Oh, but now I understand: you would have loathed to do it with lit candles. And every time you came home early, little Lifts-Her-Tail warned her mistress as she has been told. Cute little one! My savior! Oh, how I wish to straddle her, here and now (Lifts-Her-Tail stifle another cry). What? Oh, probably nothing. Where was I? Oh, yes, Lifts-Her-Tail. Well, she lifts something in me, that's for sure! Alas, her mistress is not so arousing; I have had her too many times, her flesh is not as soft as when our bodies melt for the first time. I have grown tired of her, I enjoy her with only half my mind. It is time to let my staff have a new playground! The Argonian will soon be mine. Maybe I could persuade her mistress to let her join us? Now, that would be entertaining! But first, I must have this little slave all for myself once. I'm sure she is as virgin as she was when she was born. Her master probably doesn't lie when he says he has never touched her: he already cannot give satisfaction to his wife!
(Exit Crantius Colto; Lifts-Her-Tail and the Priest emerge from their cupboard)
Scene III (Lifts-Her-Tail; The Priest)
The Priest: Outrageous! Had I not heard it with my own ears, I wouldn't believe such a disgusting man could exist! And how can your master discard you and give you to this man?
Lifts-Her-Tail (weeping): What an awful man! I don't want to do what my master said, no, no, no! I would die, I'm sure!
The Priest: But, dear child! You have thought as a self! You struggle against your master's will? My efforts are crowned with success!
Lifts-Her-Tail: Oh, yes, I speak properly now. From the shock I suffered, doubtless! And what use will it be to me? What could I do against Colto? He has to say but a word and half Vivec will hold me under him while the other half will cheer him when he take his pleasure!
The Priest: Here is a tricky problem, that's for sure. How would we remove you away from this fiend, I wonder?
Lifts-Her-Tail: But, good priest, there is a way!
The Priest: There is?
Lifts-Her-Tail: The Twin Lamps? Have they not threatened to kidnap masters? Mine will be out tonight and Colto will be here. We could ask them to seize him, pretending it was a mistake as if the target was my master and not Colto! Would it work?
The Priest: By Julianos, I'm proud of you, Lifts-Her-Tail! It is well thought and well ordred [sic]. It happens that I know myself a Twin Lamps member. I am sure I will persuade him. They could even bring you out of Morrowind!
Lifts-Her-Tail: No, dear priest, I am afraid I could not survive in the Black Marsh. I cannot hunt, I don't know the forests and the swamps... I prefer to stay in Vivec, even if I am to be tracked.
The Priest: But how would you? Even us, Nine Divines worshippers, we have to pay Berel Sala so that his Ordinators protect us!
Lifts-Her-Tail (grinning): Trust me... I have an idea for that too.
(The curtain drops)