Thursday, April 18, 2013
Chronicles of the Dragon Cave from A to Z: "P" is for Pancholin
"I am not ready!" Pancholin crouched behind a gold mound.
Tassin crossed the Portal and scanned the treasure chamber. "I don't care! You had weeks to be ready. Now come out, the Cheering Squad is waiting."
Pancholin sneaked behind a statue. A clinking sound betrayed his position. "But I haven't finished my chores!"
The task-master made his way towards the statue. "You have polished every piece of metal in the Dragon Cave so much that you're forcing us to use shades because of all the glittering. Now don't make me drag you out!"
Pancholin shrank further. The slim statue didn't hide his round paunch. "Ay, Saint Dwarfin Danzon, help me," he prayed under his breath.
Tassin approached slowly. "Master knows strangers make you nervous but we're using video. You won't see the visitors. You'll be off with us on our ninja minion job."
"But that's meeting strangers too!" In his effort to hide his paunch, Pancholin moved back. His butt
Tassin kicked him out of his hiding place. "Stop being a wuss."
Pancholin stood and smoothed his clothes. "I'm not a wuss. I am just, well, distressed."
Tassin chuckled and grabbed the handyman dwarf's arm. "Dancing is good for stress, let's go."
"But... but... but..." Pancholin resisted to no avail. There was no single dwarf who could escape Tassin's grasp. "I've never danced for strangers!"
Tassin's mustache quivered. "There's always a first time."