[ Nero has arrived to check in on Martin. He gives him a somewhat sympathetic look before he plops down to begin to weave his tale. The children probably seem interested just to be polite, or because the elf is someone new to harass. ]
Once upon a time, there was a dragon that killed an evil king. [ What a wonderful start to a story. ] He drank in the king's blood and gore. As he feasted, a little girl appeared with a knife. "What is that for?" The dragon asked. And the girl replied, "I've come to kill the king."
[ The elf leans forward; his hands posed like claws. ] The dragon laughed, "Well, the king has died by my hand." That is when the little girl began to sing and dance in the blood. "Hooray, hooray! My mommy told me that I was the real ruler. I've come to take back my crown!"
[ Nero makes a gesture with his hands to mime out the dancing of the girl through all the king's insides. ]
Intrigued, the dragon asked her. "What do you intend to do now?" And the little girl replied, "I'm going to kill all the people who hurt my mommy and daddy. I'm going to kill everyone who took my crown." Again, the dragon laughed. It was loud and filled with mirth. "I'll help you. I'll help you get your revenge."
[ He crosses his arms and smiles warmly. ]
Years past... and someone came to kill the little girl who became wicked and terrible queen. When that person succeeded in killing her, the dragon met the killer. It surprisingly was a little boy. He asked him, "Why did you do this?" And the little boy replied, "My mommy told me I was the real ruler, and I've come to get back my crown."
[ His head drops as he starts to chuckle. ]
The dragon asked him, "And what do you intend to do now?" [ He lifts his head up to direct his attention to the children. ] What do you think the answer was?
[ Ah.
The children give him a blank stare before running away to play something else. A few of them yell that his story is boring and poorly told; they complain he doesn't tell stories as good as Martin. Nero isn't sure when it happened but the little ones abandoned him in their hearts.
He gives Martin a look. ]
... can you believe that? You'd think they'd like a story with a moral.
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[ Nero has arrived to check in on Martin. He gives him a somewhat sympathetic look before he plops down to begin to weave his tale. The children probably seem interested just to be polite, or because the elf is someone new to harass. ]
Once upon a time, there was a dragon that killed an evil king. [ What a wonderful start to a story. ] He drank in the king's blood and gore. As he feasted, a little girl appeared with a knife. "What is that for?" The dragon asked. And the girl replied, "I've come to kill the king."
[ The elf leans forward; his hands posed like claws. ] The dragon laughed, "Well, the king has died by my hand." That is when the little girl began to sing and dance in the blood. "Hooray, hooray! My mommy told me that I was the real ruler. I've come to take back my crown!"
[ Nero makes a gesture with his hands to mime out the dancing of the girl through all the king's insides. ]
Intrigued, the dragon asked her. "What do you intend to do now?" And the little girl replied, "I'm going to kill all the people who hurt my mommy and daddy. I'm going to kill everyone who took my crown." Again, the dragon laughed. It was loud and filled with mirth. "I'll help you. I'll help you get your revenge."
[ He crosses his arms and smiles warmly. ]
Years past... and someone came to kill the little girl who became wicked and terrible queen. When that person succeeded in killing her, the dragon met the killer. It surprisingly was a little boy. He asked him, "Why did you do this?" And the little boy replied, "My mommy told me I was the real ruler, and I've come to get back my crown."
[ His head drops as he starts to chuckle. ]
The dragon asked him, "And what do you intend to do now?" [ He lifts his head up to direct his attention to the children. ] What do you think the answer was?
[ Ah.
The children give him a blank stare before running away to play something else. A few of them yell that his story is boring and poorly told; they complain he doesn't tell stories as good as Martin. Nero isn't sure when it happened but the little ones abandoned him in their hearts.
He gives Martin a look. ]
... can you believe that? You'd think they'd like a story with a moral.