After two days of drinking, there were so many pirates passed out everywhere, some were sleeping on piles of dead Orcs… the town looked like a huge mess…
Almost forgetting why they were here, Maro and Gnarlo did a speech at the top of the bar on how the Last Bastion was liberated and they were looking for any Order races to come help restore it… specifically Dwarves so they could help clean out the underground road.
With their low energy hangover speech, they managed to wrangle up 10 dwarves, 3 humans and 2 gnomes to come with them…
After a week of marching in the desert, they finally made it to the Lone Mountain… The Amazons had been working tirelessly, they cleaned out most of the beginning floors… even the underground road had been cleared for kilometers already.
They finally found Kadrin and introduced the new crewmember and the new volunteers to him…
10 Dwarves of no experience were a lot better at digging than even the most experienced miners of any other race… it was in their blood. 15 new helpers were welcome, Kadrin could ease up a little bit after fending off Amazon advances for the last while.
However, Kadrin was sober and not in the mood to entertain Elves right now… but after Maro recounted how he shot every Orc through the head and stomped the rest out until his feet were broken… Kadrin softened up.
"We have an issue… we need digging to progress from the other side, we've hit a weird composition of materials… the Earth magic of the Amazons is having a bit of trouble" Kadrin reported
"Hmmm okay, I'll fly back with Gnarlo and we will inform the Dwarves to dig south…" Maro was scared to go back… really scared… especially by himself
"Umm hell no, you go by yourself… I've gained a bit of weight… I will only slow you down" Gnarly looked down at the floor in shame
"Please someone has to come with me… I may not be allowed to leave if I go back…" Maro got even more scared when a muscular hand slapped his back
"Fear not Maro, Prophet of the Godess… anyone who holds you against your will shall fear the wrath of the Amazons" Gurda flashed him a smile… If she didn't sexually assault him all of the time, she could have been a fun drinking buddy.
Maro's instinct was just to fly off and start a new life by himself on the opposite end of the continent… but he knew he had to go back… he was still King and Prophet.
Now Gnarlo got scared… should he stay here with the Amazons… or go back home with Maro… fucked if you do, fucked if you dont… especially with these women… it wasn't your choice… He missed Jenny and the Trolls a little bit… but not enough to offset hundreds of Gnomes clamouring for him after his absence… He decided to stay.
Gnarlo approached Goldie, "Hey Goldie… you tall beautiful Elven man… there is an initiation for being part of this crew… don't worry its not scary… if an Amazon approaches me and manages to snatch me away… you fail… you have to intercept and sexually satisfy whichever Amazon tries to take me"
Goldie just looked confused
Kadrin caught on "Its true… not just for Maro… for me as well… do your job well enough and we will make you King of the Elves!"
Goldie was even more confused… Maro wanted to get in on the fun so he started chanting "Goldie!... Goldie!... Goldie!!!"
Suddenly the Trio started chanting "Goldie! Goldie! Goldie! Goldie!"
Goldie caught up in the commotion and praise for him… didn't really process that a Human and Dwarf Amazon had grabbed his arms and started pulling him away, deeper into the Dwarven hold.
Kadrin spat on the floor… "The only elf to ever help a dwarf… he has my respect"
Kadrin turned to the 15 new pirate volunteers standing by "Be careful what you wish for… if you get taken by an Amazon… you are on your own"
The pirates didn't take him seriously, they thought how bad could having sex with these women be…
Every time the Trio were lost in chat or drink, when they turned back a pirate or two would be gone… until there were no pirates left… That was Maro's Queue to fly away… Gnarlo's queue to hide in the shadows and Kadrin's queue to hide in the tunnels.
They bid each other farewell and poured one out for their new Elven companion.
It wouldn't take long for Maro to fly back to the Fortress… but he dragged it out as much as possible.