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A boastful woodsman named Jake was heard recanting a recent hunting trip to some buddies in the Rangers Rest.
"Yeah, you hear 'bout that bounty they put out? Five hundred stags for a pair of naga fangs. Legion boys, they'll just pay good men to do the work for them.
Now I ain't stupid. I ain't goin' out to track those sonsabitches down--I like my skin just fine, thanks! But luck would have it, see, I'm out huntin' hares when I come across one in the woods.
Weird lookin' thing--big snake body, bout eight or ten foot, with a scaley human face! Give me the willies. Damn near didn't see it 'till it moved.
So I says, Jake, be real still now. Get off one good shot and you're eatin' good for the month! I take aim, all quiet-like, and send my shot. Damn good shot, too. Dead on. But that damn snake whirled around quick as a cat and knocked it aside with its tail!
So here I am, starin' face-to-face with this snake thing. It's about thirty feet off in the woods. I says, Jake, you aught knock another arrow or you got trouble! I pull one more from my quiver, and the damn thing takes off. Slithers off into the woods!
I tell you, I thought I was done for. But hells, greed got the better of me. Ran after it a bit till I lost sight. But I look at my feet, you know what I see? Dead ones. More of 'em. Two little ones, good two feet shorter than the one I scared off. Couple of them lizard-dog things I hear about, too.
SoI says, Jake, this is your lucky day! Fuck, Legion don't know better. I pulls me out them fangs, and now I'm a thousand stags richer. In other words, drink up boys!"
"Yeah, you hear 'bout that bounty they put out? Five hundred stags for a pair of naga fangs. Legion boys, they'll just pay good men to do the work for them.
Now I ain't stupid. I ain't goin' out to track those sonsabitches down--I like my skin just fine, thanks! But luck would have it, see, I'm out huntin' hares when I come across one in the woods.
Weird lookin' thing--big snake body, bout eight or ten foot, with a scaley human face! Give me the willies. Damn near didn't see it 'till it moved.
So I says, Jake, be real still now. Get off one good shot and you're eatin' good for the month! I take aim, all quiet-like, and send my shot. Damn good shot, too. Dead on. But that damn snake whirled around quick as a cat and knocked it aside with its tail!
So here I am, starin' face-to-face with this snake thing. It's about thirty feet off in the woods. I says, Jake, you aught knock another arrow or you got trouble! I pull one more from my quiver, and the damn thing takes off. Slithers off into the woods!
I tell you, I thought I was done for. But hells, greed got the better of me. Ran after it a bit till I lost sight. But I look at my feet, you know what I see? Dead ones. More of 'em. Two little ones, good two feet shorter than the one I scared off. Couple of them lizard-dog things I hear about, too.
SoI says, Jake, this is your lucky day! Fuck, Legion don't know better. I pulls me out them fangs, and now I'm a thousand stags richer. In other words, drink up boys!"
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