Brendanjoke

It was just like any other day, or so I thought at least. The birds were chirping up on trees, clouds were rolling by the bright blue sky and Elves were dumpster diving in the alleyway.

Okay, one of those three didn't sound right...

I had a boring life once. Recently though, it has become less boring... to put it one way.

Finding a random Elf in the dumpster? Heh, must be a Monday.

A normal person would have walked by. A normal person would have ignored it.

I must be a pretty weird guy, then.

Now I have this Elf swearing her allegiance to me. What's next, vampires?

Better not jinx it.

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My Servant Is An Elf Knight From Another World

I was given a secluded narrow corner fitted with the least smudged mirror stand they had to put on the new set of fancy-schmancy garbs.

Guess even in the medieval ages - where diseases and plagues ran amok unimpeded - presentation was still everything. But I have to wonder, after sliding my hands through these silky-smooth sleeves, seeing the shimmer of its embedded gold lines run a perfect uncreased length around my body, is there maybe such a thing as overly presentable?

Clearly, Leon didn't seem to think so, otherwise, he wouldn't have gone for such a bold and brazen design. Had its own flowing cape too, it even has a little hard material woven between the fabric around the chest area for some extra testosterone points, I guess.

The Taste Of Victory, Part 2