The Bastard Orphan Hero

The Creation

The Royal rock trolls and party make another visit from their kingdom to Peppy's kingdom to congratulate Peppy and his future wife on their wedding day. As King Thrash & his wife exchange pleasantries with the future couple, Thrash's younger brother meandering away leaving the castle & visiting a local shop to have them hold on to his clothes and borrow some of their older clothes for a cost . . . the usual deal whenever he comes to town. After he changes his clothes in a back room he wets his hands running his fingers through the strands in the back to change it from his mullet to the fully upright pop style.

Heading up to the counter he hands off his rock clothes to its employees & a bottle of lube (olive oil) is pushed back. In one move the lube is put in his pocket, he rolls his eyes and exits the shop to make his way into town in search of his next great escapade & bed partner.

As he makes his way to the city center he lets the memories of his past times with a pop troll tumble through his mind in anticipation of adding another to his collection. Ignoring the possibility that he may not be successful, he adjusts himself & enters a nearby tavern wondering which mellow drink to have this time . . . the pops have never been one for high proof alcohol & go more for the fruitier ones with weird names, umbrellas & fruit additives but he has to admit that it makes his times here at Peppy's kingdom more enjoyable as each trip he has a different drink. And with his knowledge of alcohol he can remake them while reminiscing his time here between trips while back home in his own kingdom. 

Quickly snapping out of his reminiscing once through the door he heads up to the bar & is given a menu to look over. Thanking the barmaid he reviews the choices before choosing something low proof as it's still early & he doesn't wish to be too drunk to not be able to remember the night or operate; he hands back the menu, placing his order, then hands over enough coins to get him a few rounds.

After a couple of minutes of standing at the bar waiting he receives his drink. Walking away while thanking the barmaid he heads off in search of a table. Finding a table in just enough darkness to appear mysterious, he pulls out a book & starts reading . . . it's still early & he'd rather be anywhere but the castle so he gets comfortable, it's going to be a long wait.

While he reads for a couple of hours the bar starts to fill with its usual visitors mixed with some others out to explore the night life of the city. Seeing others like him who are slumming with the pops he tips a drink at them, getting raised eyebrows in surprise. Knowing they know why he's here as the rumors reach many, he raises an eyebrow daring them to do something. Shaking their heads to him, they return to their previous conversations with the others at their table while still keeping an eye on him. Rolling his eyes & scowling at them, he returns to his reading.

After another hour of reading, people watching & drinking he spots her. She's young, beautiful and small enough to fit just right for tonight's activities then afterwards when they cuddle then sleep. Looking forward to their night he starts flirting from across the tavern to get her attention by glancing once in a while across at her. Getting her attention he returns to his reading to draw her in. After some questioning looks from her as he was previously looking at her, she slowly removes herself from her friends & heads over. Around them the rock trolls exchange knowing but cautious looks amongst themselves, deciding whether or not to intervene. However, seeing his evil look and red eyes, they forcefully return to their conversations but remain glancing over, still deciding . . .

After heading over she sits down & introduces herself. Pretending to not be interested and giving her the time of day he puts his book down before returning the gesture using his usual fake name to hide his identity he rolls his eyes pretending to be annoyed.

After exchanging some pleasantries she admits to having never seen him before & wants to get to know him. Intrigued he pretends to be new in town & is looking for a local that knows the area. This in turn gives her the chance to tell him about Peppy's kingdom with once in a while adding in personal information about herself. Interested, he uses the personal information she added to ask her about her life with once in a while adding changed/distorted stories about himself that help her believe that he's a peasant from far away . . . not a regular visitor that's been making normal visits since he was a child. Keeping up his demeanor and fake story is hard, but practiced. At one point he waves for the barmaid to bring over another of his drinks, then pushes it over to her knowing that she'll enjoy it as this tavern is one of the better ones in the kingdom.

After sipping the drink she downs it in one gulp then exclaiming at its incredible flavor she turns to get another from the barmaid. He gladly pays for a couple of drinks for the two of them to share. As it gets dark outside the personal stories turn to flirting, with the occasional awkward moment as they both reach out for the same glass making both of them share knowing flirtatious looks. Eventually, his goal is met late into the night when she invites him back to her place. 

The next morning after a night of love making, he makes sure that he is the first to wake, not wanting to have to explain that this was a one-time thing . . . never anything more . . . no matter the outcome. Looking down at her in his arms lost in sentimentality for a moment before shaking his head he slowly pulls away & removes his arm from below her head. On a mission to leave quickly he pulls the sheet up and slowly removes himself from the bed, turning back to look down and get one last look before he places it back on the bed behind her.

Out of the bed, he turns to find his clothes & an item of hers to remember her by . . . a memory to add to his box of conquests. Finding an item he grabs it and the empty lube container, putting the both aside he begins separating his clothes from hers on the floor. Still not used to the Pop's clothes, he takes a moment to adjust, adding the items to his pocket before leaving the room & heading out.

After leaving the small two floored house locking the door behind him he heads back to the store to exchange his clothes back to his as he needs to meet up with his brother at the castle before breakfast. Whistling with the occasional song lyric he heads off skipping, feeling the morning mist weigh down his upturned hair to return it to its natural mullet. Smiling, he looks back in memory every couple of feet before turning back to continue on as before to the castle.

Back inside she is awakened by the sound of the door closing. Startled & not seeing him in bed she scrambles to get her clothes on hoping to get to him before he disappears. Ignoring her exhaustion and soreness below but occasionally stumbling she hurries down the stairs & out the door to only see the usual passerby on their way to work out on the street. He's gone . . . Wiping away the tears of betrayal and sadness while admonishing herself for her stupidity she turns around, heading back inside to prepare for the work day ahead of her. 

Nine months later: she could ignore the signs at first & wear looser clothing trying to establish she's making a fashion statement but when the baby bump was no longer conceable she was forced to come clean & ask the church for help. At his birth he is handed over to the church's care with her coming by once a day to breastfeed him. He was baptized. After he's weaned he is handed over to the orphanage.