Story anew

Chapter Two: Very De-Ranged but Clerical

A group of guys walk in. We look at them. One of them stares at him. I look at him. He looks back confused.
"W—Why is he staring at you like that?" I whisper to him.
"I—I don't know," he whispers back. I look away.
"Oh look a stupid Druid boy."
I sigh. I hear a loud slap followed by a wince from Drew. Oh my god! I can't believe they just slapped him!
"What? Too stupid to fight back or are you begging for more?"
Maybe I should use one of my spells? He gets slapped again. I use poison spray. The gas hits them. The guys fortunately stop beating up on Drew but are now screaming because they are covered poisonous gas. Then a girl runs in.
"What is going on in here?" She asks. Drew tries to sit up but winces cupping his cut cheek. I help him up. He smiles weakly. I smile back.
"Hello? I asked a question!" The girl says. The guys start to back away. She just starts investigating what happened. I sigh. The guys look at her fearfully.
"F—fine! We started beating up the Druid thinking the human would do anything!"
"Oh I see that explains why you all are covered in poisonous gas."
Drew has used a nearby bush and has put it to his skin, healing the wound.
"Are you okay?" I whisper to him. He nods. I smile. He smiles back. The girl leaves with the men. I sigh.
"What did you think of her?"
"I don't know why everyone thinks she's scary she didn't seem that intimidating what about you?"
"I don't know but she has to have something to get a reputation like that."
I nod.
"You wanna find out why?"
I nod. He pays for our meal We eat then go find her. I look around for her. We find her carefully nocking an arrow in her bow. She giggles. I look at Drew. We hear a wolf growl. We turn. It's right behind us. It runs over to her then back to us still growling. The girl turns, "what are you two doing here?!?!"
Drew summons a stick then tosses it, distracting the dog.
"You seem to have a reputation, lady elf... and we wanted to find out why."
"Um, I have a name!"
"And until we get it, I'm forced to call you elf lady."
"My name is Mariah and I have the reputation because I am a scary person!"
The wolf comes back with the stick. Drew pets him and tosses the stick again.
"Nice dog... but I don't think that's where the reputation came from, is it? Was it the shot of that bow you carry?"
She nods. The dog comes back again causing him to smile.
"What's his name?"
"Scar."
He nods.
"He's not a dog, he's a wolf!"
"I know and, wow, took you a while to realize that."
She sighs.
"Anyways... I'm betting that's your house," he says pointing to the wooden building. She nods. He then asks, "are you going to keep attempting to intimidate or are you going to finally talk?"
"What do you want? I gave you your answer on why people are scared of me!"
"We are looking for someone who could help us... in honesty despite its origin... it could quickly destroy this place."
"Why should I help you?"
"You seem to love your wolf a lot... when this thing hits... you'll have to watch every bone in his body be ripped out before your very eyes... I don't think you wanna see that..."
"Fine... I'll help."
He nods and says, "good."
"So, what do you want me to do?"
"You know this town, where can we get armor?"
She takes us to an armor place. We see some monster like beings.
"We need some armor." She tells them. They nod and hand some shiny armor. She hands us some armor. Drew touches it. He drops it then winces his hand is blood red!
"Oh my god! What happened?" I ask.
"I can't touch metals... it burns me."
"Then how are you supposed to wear armor?" I ask him.
"Leather..."
I nod. She gets him leather armor. He puts it on.
"How do look?"
"Great!" I say then I put mine on, "What do you think?"
"You look nice."
God but it's a bit heavy.
"It's kinda heavy though," I say. They pull out something somewhat light. I take off the heavy armor and I put on the light one.
"Okay, I guess that's what we're getting."
I nod. We leave and go to a weapons shop. We pick out some weapons. A better staff and him an actual weapon. A scimitar with a longer wood handle but so he doesn't hurt himself. I sigh. He looks over. Scar barks. I giggle.
"Now to get a hors—"
"Bitch, I can polymorph into a fucking horse!" Drew cries interrupting Mariah. I giggle again.
"Fine, fine," she says. He smiles and runs outside. When we get out there, he's now a grey stallion with a brown mane.
"May I ride you?" I ask him. He bends down to let us on. We get on him.
"Y'all ready?"
Oh well NOW he talks! We nod. We head out into the forest. I look around. I pet his mane. It starts to get late. He shifts back to normal. I yawn.

Mariah's POV

Wait,don't tell me they don't have a tent!
"You all don't have a tent?"
"Drew can make us a teepee looking thing."
Oh my god... I sigh. I don't do this... but I guess I must until tomorrow... He made the teepee. We go inside it. The girl lays next to Drew. I should get their names. Scar comes in. Damn I wish you were still normal bro...
"So, your name?" I ask the girl.
"Oh, it's Alice!" She says.
I nod. Scar lays at my feet and looks up, hoping I have a rabbit or something. I sigh. I pet him. The other two fall asleep but for some reason I can't. Scar starts to growl.
"What's wrong?"
He walks to the door and then walks back. Someone is there.
"Who's there?"
I hear a wince. He bites something and drags in a wounded half elf... obviously a cleric.
"What are you doing here, half elf?"
"Was being chased... name... Mary—ngh!" She passes out. I sigh. I guess she can stay. Probably should wake the others...I wake them.
"Oh my god! The poor thing!" Drew cries before healing her wounds. She bolts awake.
"P–please don't kill me!"
"We don't want to kill you."
She nuzzles up then falls asleep. Wonder what she has? I sigh. Maybe I'll ask when she wakes up. It is one thick cleric's bag though. The others fall back asleep. Scar paws the bag open. I look inside. Oh my god... she's rich! Diamonds and a black sapphire. One...two...three... the sapphire is worth the same so four... times that by five thousand, that's 20,000 gold pieces! How is she this rich?!?! Who is she? I put her bag back before she wakes back up. She wakes up. I should ask.
"Who are you?"
"Mary."
"I'm talking about the three diamonds and the black sapphire."
She gulps.
"Well?"
"My father... was an nobleman... owning a huge mine of nothing but diamonds and black sapphires," she says before starting to cry. I nod. She sobs. I sigh. She finally stops and continues, "he was an abusive person... finally I got fed up with it... I grabbed eighty-seven of his precious diamonds and ninety-eight of his precious sapphires... and I ran... I found a clergy... and asked if I could join. He took me under his wings literally... turns out he was a god... have you heard of Torm?"