Oh, Marlowe did feel sorry for Narissa. Brought to a strange world, dependent on a mermaid to get her to where she needed to go and do what she needed to do. “Well. First I suggest we get you some armor. And then, perhaps we can go to his lair and you can use your great powers of communication and figure out exactly why he’s come after our people over and over.”

Narissa rolled her eyes. “I know that was supposed to be sarcasm, but I really do think my abilities are pretty great, thank you very much. Are you able to talk to dragons and alicorns and maybe hopefully krakens?”

Marlowe smirked and laced their arms together. “No, just pesky little faeries. The armory is this way.” She lead Narissa through the palace towards the armory, and showed her how to kic...

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