Lord Help Us, it's RtA Fanfic!

[beatrice_rta]

Trapped TogetherIt was perfect sunny day. Leaving behind husband and child, Mary Sue had been magically transported through shadow itself, and realizing only after she arrived that she'd forgotten her shoes. The Prince of the Hunt who welcomed her helped her out of a thicket of brambles, but not before it had taken half her skirt with it. It was

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[liam_rta]

... and suddenly the forest was alive with the sounds of monkeys! Thousands of monkeys carrying knife-laden attack coconuts! The screetching and yelling and presenting of the bright red behinds filled the air. The Prince of Knives set his hands upon his hips and threw back his head and laughed -- yes laughed! Laughed maniacally! Because monkeys are funny!

"Oh save me!" Mary Sue said as she clutched to the Prince of the Hunt's bright white armor. "Save me from the monkey horrors!" She threw back her head and pressed her hand to her forehead.

The Prince of the Hunt kept one arm around Mary Sue and drew his gleaming white blade with the other. "Your feeble monkeys bring me no fear Prince of Knives," he said. And with that he cut down a coconut as it hurtled through the air at his head. "I will destroy your monkey horde and then I will destroy you!"

(OOC: Sadly, all I can picture are monkeys.)

[liam_rta]

One cannot have a good adventure/save the girl story without hordes of monkeys. It is a cosmic rule.

[fiamme_rta]

The monkeys are, in fact, completely necessary, you are right. And inevitable, somehow.

[beatrice_rta]

I once assaulted Liam (et al) with flying gold monkeys in Cibola.

And for "I" please read, "Wearing a GM-for-the-night hat."