Sampson and Devilah #3
#3 of Sampson and Devilah
The Charity of Devilah
| Drawing near to a farmstead, the hero drew up Horse and dismounted.
"Come, Devilah. This farmer at least has not been rendered mute by the fiend! Listen to how he beckons the soil to be fruitful! Lo, good tiller of the earth! Might I bend your ear for a word? I am a stranger to this land and have need of your wisdom." |
| "Do WHAT to my ear?"
"He wants to ask you a question," Devilah purred.
"Oh! Sure, if you promise not to stick me with that sword! Come inside." |
| "So you dwell alone out here then?"
"Well, Markarth is pretty close, and I am friendly with the Forsworn so they don't bother me as long as I give them some food now and then."
"It is well you have been able to avoid the maiming then. Tell me, do you know of a book titled Tails of the Khajiit?"
The farmer looked to Devilah, who was pawing him up and down and purring seductively. "Why sure! My neighbor Kalolf has all the issues! He let's me borrow them sometimes. Quite racy. He's just down the road." |
| "AH! Devilah, a clue! Thank you kindly good sir! Alas, I fear I have no coin to give you, but I shall leave you a word of wisdom that is worth more than gold. Beware the Black Cat!"
"Well... uh..." stammered the farmer, now being groped by Devilah, "...thanks?"
"You go on ahead, Sampson. I'll be right along. I'll thank him in my own way." |
| "Your charity is an example to us all, Devilah. Thank you again good sir!"
And with that, the mighty champion departed, not hearing the cry "Be CAREFUL with those fangs!" behind him. |
| Later, Devilah emerged from the farmhouse with the farmer staggering out behind her.
"Let us depart comrade, the day wanes! I too understand the depth of gratitude we owe this humble man, but surely you have graced him with enough of your time by now!" |
| "Poor old man. I be he hasn't had his pipes cleaned in 20 years."
"I am impressed, Devilah. I didn't know you knew plumbing!"
Devilah just rolled her eyes, smiling back at the farmer. |
| "Come back again anytime!" the farmer called weakly. "Another couple of hours even! I can tell you more!"
The Khajiit waved to him a final time and turned back, a new spring in her step. |
| "Well you certainly seem more lively now, Devilah! Say, have you grown taller?"
"Oh, you know... Doing good does give you a lift. And I definitely did him good!"
"Indeed, it does fair maiden. Well, let us go visit this Kalolf and view this Tails. Perhaps it will point us towards the foul assassin." |
