I am stuck on the road with the most irritating woman.
Not only has she insisted on bringing her smelly dinosaur, but she doesn't know how to lie or survive for squat! She almost got us caught by a copper as we were on our way out of Edemberg and she still manages to hold us up even though she's the one riding the horrible beast. It grins at me and I think it wants to eat my face. If only I had been able to grab that buggering egg!
She didn't notice me at first because I am a mistress of the shadows, thank you very much, and I had managed to grab the egg and turn to leave when she got a lucky break and spotted me. I managed to sweet-talk her into believing I was a dinosaur lover just concerned about the proper care of eggs, and nearly got her locked in the dino's pen while she blah blahed about her hopes and dreams for her stinky 'Snowflake' and that stupid egg. Can you believe she says she rescued him from a snowstorm? I would have left him there because he's worth more frozen than live and causing trouble.
Anyway, she was too fast for me then, and too fast again when I tried to run away, I'll give her that. She had her whip out and lashed my ankle before I could get two steps. It was stupid of her because I always have a knife on me and slashed right through it. I was ready to escape when she sat right down on the ground and started to cry. I may be a thief, taking what I can get sos I don't starve, but I wasn't prepared for crying. I don't know if she thought I was a boy, to be affected more by her tears, because I certainly cultivate that look, but for some reason I stopped and asked her what in the world was wrong.
Turns out the whip was her gran's and I had just cut through the most expensive item in her possession and as could be purchased anywhere. How does this woman survive day-to-day with such an emotional nature? She doesn't look soft, lean and fit with claw marks across her face from some dino or other. Without the whip though she was clearly lost so I asked if I could do anything to make up the cost. She mentioned something about sweeping up after dinos, fat chance, but then her eyes lit up and she told me about some rare egg she had heard tell of to the East that was worth some serious scratch. I don't have no pressing concerns at the moment, so I agreed to help her get it. She said there would be so much money I won't miss the cost of a new whip. Sounded good to me at the time.
So we set out, her on the back of that dino and me in my boy gear. She panicked with the policeman which is only to be expected from someone who forgets their dino license! I mean, really? We had to hoof it, or rather foot and claw it out of town and have been heading east to Duddingston.
Her name is Eliza. I cannot wait until this journey is over.
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