Things Go Horribly Wrong

Here I am, wasting a sunny day away standing by a caravan. Ming Zhao's other guards had left to puke up their guts after drinking a bad brew at the tavern. Not that it mattered anyway. Anyone who would attempt daylight robbery would be insane, especially for such a high profile event. All I'm left with are the filthy thoughts that flood my mind. From receiving a blowjob from Captain Lexa, to seeing my crush Ming Zhao naked, to Georgia's confessions— my mind pounds with erotic imagery.

As I try and think of anything else, I notice a hooded figure wearing dark clothes approach. Suddenly I'm reminded of my last trip here to Dravenport. Could it be the same Trickster? The person is definitely a woman, with a slender hourglass figure. Dammit Ahab, get your mind out of the gutter and back to the situation at hand.

I draw my dagger and approach the woman. As I get closer I can see the sinful smile she has on her scarlet lips.

"Stop right there." I bark.

The smile grows as she moves forward. She moves her hands, casting some sort of spell. Once she's done, I begin to feel cold all over my body. Not in a freezing to **** sort of way, but more of a breeze around my body

"My my, hard day at work." The Trickster says. It's happened again. I've been stripped naked by this Trickster bitch for a second time. I charge at her, with my dagger in hand. The Trickster turns around and starts running herself. She proves to be surprisingly fast, and I am barely able to keep up.

She leads me downtown rather than through duck down alleyways. As the blinds to windows began to open I realized why. Women who would normally spend their afternoon doing house chores now have a naked human running around like a frenzied barbarian, with a raging erection. Considering how this situation must look from the outside, I decide to drop the dagger.

The crowd ogles me as I attempt to think of an escape. Instead of plans filling my brain, I'm hit with a barrage of wolf whistles and flirty comments. An elderly woman breaks through the chorus of flirtation to shout "Get dressed you pervert." I look up to her, as she launches a piece of rotten fruit that zips passed my head, telling me it's time to go.

I decide it's best to go back the way I came. That's where I find Ming Zhao, Georgia, and Captain Lexa standing by the caravan.

"What happened?" I ask.

"Where the hell where y..." Ming Zhao turns to me. "Oh."

"Bravo Ahab. You've really done it this time." Georgia says.

"It was that Trickster. The one from last time, I swear." Lexa's firm hands disagree, as she cuffs my hands. "That's enough. I need to get to the bottom of this."

"Wha-what happened?"

"Someone stole your client's goods."

I hang my head in shame. Not only have I been embarrassed again by that Trickster, but I've also failed the guild, and my love, Ming Zhao. This god-forsaken place can rot in hell for all I care. Unfortunately, I may rot in Dravenport's dungeons if all the people I just let down decide to abandon me.