The Fate of Cecil Peasbody
Cecil awakes in the confines of the prison barge…..
Cecil- “Ooooooah… my head” rubbing his head as he casts a hangover cure spell at the same time…
Prisoner- “ – whats your name?”
Cecil- “ Thorry?”
Prisoner- “ Huh?”
Cecil- “ Thith… ith a prithon barge……”
Prisoner- “ Err….yeeeeas, that’s right, whats your name?”
Cecil-“ Thethil…….with a thee…”
Prisoner-“ Your that preist that got caught in Lady Madelines bedroom…. The guards said you talked funny”
Cecil-“ Excuthe me! I happen to thpeak perfectly normal…. I may have a Bretonian akthent, but that ith no reathon to ridicule thomeone of “the cloth” what wath that about “ bedwoom?”
Prisoner-“ They say a preist was caught in the arms of the Lady Madeline, figured it must be you. And from what I heard, you was to “rot in hell for eternity”, as far as Judge Madeline was concerned… caused quite a stir you did….”
Cecil-“ Oh no! Thothe dammed muthwoomth! I knew they wath dangerouth! How long have I been athleep?”
Prisoner- “ You mean you don’t remember! Jeez! You bin on this ship for over a week! I thought you was acting weird….. oh, ere comes the guard”
After some formalities with the Seyda Neen officials, Cecil was released into the town….
Fargoth-“ Hello! You must have come off that prison barge, have you seen a ring lying around?”
Cecil-“ Oh god, a twee lover, Yeth! Hallo little man! Ith thith the wring you thpeak of?”
Fargoth-“ Err…. Well that’s my ring alright! Wow thank you, er, you speak funny, but thanks for finding my ring, you might want to check out the trade-house Im sure youll find a bargain or two”
Cecil-“ Quite…. Im Bretonian, itth an akthent”
Fargoth-“ Whatever you you thay …ha!ha!ha!ha!ha…see you around Mr funny akthent man!” and with that Fargoth scurries away ….