Context: A Dark elf has taken fancy to you and asks to join your party. With some questionable morals, you wonder if she will get along with your friends.

Tags: [F4A] [Wholesome] [Kissing]

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[Scene opens up in a tavern waiting for your drinks]

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[SFX: Tavern ambiance]

"Well now. What do we got here? A human seeking the assistance of local help."

[You ask what does she mean]

[SFX: Paper hitting table]

"I mean this help wanted poster. If I recall, it's states all qualified applicants need apply. Well, I am a qualified applicant, and I wish to apply."

[You wait for the bartender to bring over your drink]

"Oi! Did you hear me? I wish to apply to your help wanted ad."

[You ask her what makes her qualified]

"Wha' makes me qualified? Well, for starters; I'm a Master Marksmen, or in this case Markswoman am I right?"

[SFX: Keg of ale set next to you]

[You start to drink the ale fast]

"Woah, there champ. Was that pun really that bad?"

[You nod and ask her to leave]

"Leave? Really? But why?"

[You have no intention on hiring an elf]

"You have no intentions on hiring an elf?"

[She looks down by the statement]

"Well, if that's your final answer...at least let me buy you the next round."

[You refuse]

"Aw, come on. At least let's leave on good terms. Then I promise, I'll leave. Okay?"

[You ask if she will shake on it]

"Sure thing, I don't mind shaking on it."

[You two shake hands]

"Barkeep, another round for my buddy here."

[He nods and gets another ale]

"I don't mean to pry, but why no elves?"

[You say you don't want to talk about it]

"Don't want to talk about it, eh? Well, is guessing permitted?"

[You ask her to stop]

"Come on, I'm just havin' a little fun here. No harm in me guessin'."

[You say fine]

"Okay, let me guess. You dated an elf before."

[You nearly spill your ale all over you]

"Woah, there. Judging by your reaction. I hit the nail on the ol' head."

[You don't want to talk about it.]

"Let me guess. A high elf?"

[You don't look at her as your face turns red]

"I knew it. You were probably into those "High and mighty" blue-blood,-snot-nosed-self-centered-"

[She stops and clears her throat]

"I'm sorry, it's just...*Sigh* Look, I really need this gig. I'm not one to grovel, but I'll grovel if I must."

[You ask if it's because she views herself as to prideful to grovel]

"Actually the reason I'm not one to grovel is because my parents said you should show your worth through action and not begging."

[Surprised by that response you want to know more]

"Oh, have I peaked your curiously now?"

[You still don't want to humor her]

"Well, if you must know. Here's a picture of my parents, cute aien't they?"

[Your surprised by the fact that they are Dwarfs]

"What's the matter? Never seen an elf raised by Dwarfs before?"

[You shake your head]

"Really? So, I'm your first?"

[You nod]

"Hmm. This might of gotten a little more interesting."

[You ask that earlier you were going off about the high elves and ask a little more]

"Well, it's no secret that Dark Elves hate the high elves. In fact, at least for me; I don't really like...other elves."

[You probe her a little more]

"Well, when the other elves make fun of your parent's saying stull like "Oh, poor dear. Having to be raised by Dwarfs because her real parent's don't love her? What a shame." and those laughs, those awful "Ohohohoh" laughs."

[You see her clenching her fists tightly]

"I mean. There were a few times, I lost my temper. As well as getting a few scars from all the fights...and the rumors spreading that I was raised by a pack of wolfs...and my personal favorite; They would often say "Dark Elves are a sad attempts of Dwarfs being cool." That is where I would usually black out."

[You raise an eyebrow]

"Next thing I knew, A bunch of teachers were pulling me away from those bullies."

[You see that this is working her up a bit as she starts to cry]

"It's not fair. My parent's loved me. They accepted me, Dark elf and all. Not willing to change me, despite me having these...Issues with bullies. They loved me, unconditionally."

[You get a napkin and wipe her tears]

"Thanks, I probably failed this interview huh?"

[You say, not necessarily]

"Does this mean I can join your party?"

[You say for her not to get carried away.]

"I know that in your party, you have a healer, a black mage, a ranger and a Dwarf."

[You state that the dwarf was your childhood friend]

"No kidding, The dwarf was your childhood friend? Let me start off by saying; I would never get in the way of you two"

[You seem confused to which she laughs it off]

"Don't worry, I was referring to your friendship. Or was I? Don't worry, I know the two of you are close. *under her breath* Honestly, I'm kind of envious of you two"

[You ask why]

"Well, It's kind of rough to say, but when your a elf, dark or otherwise; being raised by dwarfs. Everyone tends to shun you."

[You sympathize with her]

"Ah, don't worry. It's just...Sometimes I wonder what it would be like. You know, havin' someone you could rely on."

[She notices that you finished the round that she bought.]

"Well, a deal's a deal."

[SFX: brushing pants]

"I won't bother ya, anymore. Thanks for at least accepting my next round."

[You ask what does she mean?]

"The next round of ale. You seriously forgot our agreement? Are you, by any chance ok? You look a littl' flushed. Maybe that was one round too many?"

[You try to say that your perfectly fine, but fall over her a little, before she catches you]

"Woah there buddy. I guess that last round really hit ya hard."

[SFX: Shuffling of coins]

"Barkeep. 'eres the round that I owed him."

[SFX: Coins hitting table]

"And here's for the other."

[SFX: Coins hitting table]

"Now com on ya, time to take ya home."

[She drags you out of the tavern and lead you to the place your staying at]

"Now tell me, where do ya live?"

[You ask why?]

"Well, I'm not gonna leave ya on a park bench or nuttin', I plan on taking ya sorry bum to your own bed and sleep this off."

[You ask why does she care?]

"Well, I was thinkin' back to what ya said about your friend. I don't want her to worry about ya. Again, leaving on good terms. I promise though once I leave ya on your own bed, I'll leave."

[She brings you to the Inn that your staying at]

"There ya go, Just take it nice and easy."

[She lays you on your bed]

"In case you change your mind, I'll leave my info here."

[She leaves a piece of paper on your night stand]

"Goodnight~."

[She gently kisses you a few times before heading out.]

"For what it's worth, If I was ya girl. I'd never leave ya. Not for all the rubies and gems in the world."

[She shuts the door gently as it fades to black]

[To be continued...?]

Note: For an accent, I tried writing it as if she has a Cockney accent or maybe Liverpool. Still trying to figure out what would sound better. If this script seems too "Bizarre" In writing, I'll just continue writing as I use to. (Just mention the accent I prefer) Just figure I test it out here.

Of course, If you thing there's a better accent to do, by all means. Therese are but suggestions.