How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis
Guilt, shame and nagging, all delivered at a blistering rate — Flossie had obviously been taking lessons from Claire, the fault-finding Sorceress Supreme.
Both trolls, and everyone else, looked very uncomfortable. Flossie had one hand on her hip and the other pointed at Kungen, whose face resembled molten lava. No one wanted to make the first move, in either direction.
“As much as I’m enjoying this clown fiesta,” I said, “I am still drenched in giant’s urine, and wouldn’t mind a bath. Is there a river or lake nearby?”
Keezy seemed only too happy to change the subject. “Yes. Follow me.”