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

So apparently, even when wet, soaking, and at a very high risk of catching a cold, and not to mention, sneezing… the fabled Arbiter of the Dead does not have a change of clothes.

Amanda found her a spare towel, fittingly enough, also colored purple, to which she found it a bizarre purpose, serving as an extra layer over her cloak and veil, so now she was looking like this fluffy, cotton-y violet mummy which was also sentient with two narrow yellow slits where her eyes glowed through.

Not exactly relevant, but now if she wanted to look at a person, she had to physically swivel her entire body around in order to do so… again, not exactly useful info, just thought it looked kinda funny.

The New Deal, Part 2