This is the Tale of Nepal. You may read along with me in your book. You will know it is time to turn the page when your hear the sword swing like this: "SWISH! SPLATCH!"

Let us begin now:

Nepal enters the humble, yet lively little village tavern. She spots one of her colleagues sitting down at the bar enjoying a glass of milk. The attractive, yet short sword maiden sits down next to the enchanting Rodentian, known as the Red Mouse o' Yonder and starts up a friendly banter.

The Red Mouse: Mm! Hey there, Nep. How've ya been?

Nepal: Pretty good, mousey. How are YOU doin? Enjoyin' that nice glass of warm milk? (swipes a drink at the mug of ale she was given by the bartender) Thanks, Ray.

The Red Mouse: I never figured you for an ale drinker.

Nepal: I'm not normally, but this week's been a bitch.

The Red Mouse: *sigh* Tell me about it. Ever since the goblin raid hardly anyone's able to do business. Even this tavern seems a bit lax on supplies, and Ray's always good at getting supplies no matter what the circumstances. Not sure how he does it, though...

Nepal: Perhaps you don't wanna know.

The Red Mouse: Well, let me say that I've learned to be selective on certain questions I would normally ask.

Nepal: Like where Ray gets his sugar supplies so easily? Hell, I don't even know where he gets half of the goods he does. Maybe he has more hired help than us two mercs, eh?

The Red Mouse: MERC! Bite your tongue, Nepal! I am a distinguished adventurer seeking to aid the villagers in dire need with a very reasonable price.

Nepal: Yer right. You're not a mercenary. Yer a mercenary with manners.

The Red Mouse: Whatever. Besides, he gets the sugar supplies from me.

Nepal: Wait...how?

The Red Mouse: I have my own sugar cane crop behind my house.

Nepal: How the hell are you able to grow sugar can in this climate??

THe Red Mouse: I have no idea... However, I am curious as to how Ray got a new cow so fast. They took Lemon his prize cow only a few days ago.

Nepal: Umm...yeah...that's a secret not too many people know about.

The Red Mouse: Well, I hope your secret isn't knowing how to steal cows for the tavern, Nepal.

Nepal: Not...really. Let's just say Ray doesn't need a cow anymore.

The Red Mouse: Well, I'm at a loss. Is he conjuring milk from thin air?

Nepal: No, but I'll give you a hint, by asking you this: how does my milk taste?

The Red Mouse: It's good! It's very rich and crea-wait, WHAT??

(To be continued...)