Chapter 1; Is that an Orc?!

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   Mahal walks in her living room, newly awakened. Hoping for a good day, she silently sits down at the dining table.

"Hmm... Tea or Wine?" She mutters to herself, pondering what liquid she'd have to clear her dry throat. It's always like that in the mornings, "Hah, screw it! Wine!" She laughs to herself, pushing her chair out and making her way over to the kitchen. Mahal opens the cabinet and grabs a glass. Setting it on the counter, she collects the bottle of wine and pours it into the glass.

"Mmmm.." She hums in contentment, before grabbing her drink and walking over to sit down.

She brings it up to her mouth to take a sip, but just before she does, she hears a knock on her door. "Who the hell is up and knockin' at my door at this time of day?" Mahal grumbles to herself, before setting her glass down and standing up.

Walking over she opens the door. She sees.. her two best friends; Meglia and Ralga.
"What the hell are you two doin' here? Didn't I tell ya to stop botherin' me in the morning?" She scoffs, placing her hands on her hips.

Megila, being the energetic, cheery dwarf she is, tackles Mahal. "MAHAL!!" She yells happily, hugging her tightly. Ralga grins, and shakes her head in amusement. She reaches down and picks Megila up, peeling her off the other woman.

"By my beard! You need to learn how to not tackle a woman!" Mahal says, picking herself up. Once up all the way, she dusts herself off.

"Sorry sorry, I'm just so happy to see ya!" Megila says, grabbing her shoulders and preparing to shake her, but Ralga grabs her shoulder as a silent way to say; "Megila, calm down."

"Ralga, love, how do you deal with this woman everyday?" Mahal asks, crossing her arms and raising an amused eyebrow.

"That's a question I don't quite have an answer for." Ralga hums back, her voice as calm and monotone as ever. And yet, there was a hint of amusement.

"Well then.." Mahal mutters, shaking her head. Looking at Megila, who was practically shaking in excitement, she lets out a soft chuckle, "So, what do ya two ladies doin' here. Need somethin'?" She asks, tilting her head slightly.

"Yes! We were wondering if you wanted to come over and have some tea!" Megila says happily as ever. She leans closer, waiting for an answer from the other woman.

Mahal rubs the back of her neck, muttering out a small; "ehh", before turning her head and looking at her untouched wine. She looks back at Megila and Ralga, and sighs, "Alright fine. But afterwards we're going to the waterfall." She insists, grinning mischievously.

"I- well-" Megila stutters, before sighing in defeat and handing Ralga a pouch of money she had grabbed from her pocket. The two had betted on weither or not Mahal would ask to go to the waterfall or not. The waterfall, is well, a waterfall, but a mini one in the forest. Mahal had found it, and now it's one of her favorite places to go to.

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The three women make their way through the bushes and trees, before finally Mahal's eyes catch the sight of the trail that led to the waterfall.

"Right there! There's the trail!" She says happily, pointing to it. "C'mon!" Mahal grabs Megila and Ralga's hands, leading them over to it.

Once there, she let's go of their hands and runs over. Twirling around, she laughed gleefully. "Ahh! It's been far too long since I've been here!" She says happily, before she turns to face the others. Although, when she opens her eyes she sees them staring at something behind her. They looked.. scared.

Mahal whipped her body around, just as she does she sees a tall orc shoot an arrow her way. She lets out a gasp, and dodges. Ralga grabs Megila, throwing herself and the other woman forward, out of the range of the arrow.

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