Dragonborn:Lusty Argonian Maid Folio

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The Lusty Argonian Maid
Folio Edition

To the Arano Family,


When I showed up on your doorstep in Morrowind that day, I expected to be thrown back into the street and cast aside like some sort of vermin. Instead, you offered me into the warmth and safety of your home. For that, I will be eternally grateful. Please, accept this rare Folio Edition of my work as sign [sic] of appreciation for your kindness.


Crassius Curio


Act IV, Scene III, continued


Lifts-Her-Tail

Certainly not, kind sir! I am here but to clean your chambers.


Crantius Colto

Is that all you have come here for, little one? My chambers?


Lifts-Her-Tail

I have no idea what it is you imply, master. I am but a poor Argonian maid.


Crantius Colto

So you are, my dumpling. And a good one at that. Such strong legs and shapely tail.


Lifts-Her-Tail

You embarrass me, sir!


Crantius Colto

Fear not. You are safe here with me.


Lifts-Her-Tail

I must finish my cleaning, sir. The mistress will have my head if I do not!


Crantius Colto

Cleaning, eh? I have something for you. Here, polish my spear.


Lifts-Her-Tail

But it is huge! It could take me all night!


Crantius Colto

Plenty of time, my sweet. Plenty of time.


END OF ACT IV, SCENE III


ACT VII, SCENE II, CONTINUED


Lifts-Her-Tail

My goodness, that's quite a loaf! But how ever shall it fit my oven?


Crantius Colto

This loaf isn't ready for baking, my sweet. It has yet to rise.


Lifts-Her-Tail

If only we could hurry that along. How would I accomplish such a task?


Crantius Colto

Oh, my foolish little Argonian maid, you must use your hands.


Lifts-Her-Tail

You wish me to knead the loaf? Here?


Crantius Colto

Of course.


Lifts-Her-Tail

But what if the mistress catches me? Your loaf was meant to satisfy her appetite.


Crantius Colto

Don't fret, my delicate flower. I'll satisfy the mistress's cravings later.


Lifts-Her-Tail

Very well, but I'm afraid my oven isn't hot enough. It could take hours!


Crantius Colto

Plenty of time, my sweet. Plenty of time.


END OF ACT VII, SCENE II