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Tabiry has a minion!

Minion the Eggus

Tabiry
Legacy Name: Foxylove

The

Sweetheart Jollin
Owner:

Sorenthine

Age: 11 years, 9 months, 3 weeks

Born: July 15th, 2012

Adopted: 10 years, 2 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: February 27th, 2014

Statistics

Level: 7
Strength: 17
Defense: 16
Speed: 15
Health: 15
HP: 15/15
Intelligence: 21
Books Read: 20
Food Eaten: 2
Job: Sprout Tender

Name: Priscylla

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Sexual orientation: Lesbian

Wife: Jen

Power: Can hatch any egg, even an unfertilized one. Can turn people into eggs. Makes a delightful french toast. Can also do generic magic and excels at curses.

My Story

*Knock Knock*

"Priscylla! Priscylla!"

"Not now Jen!"

"Please Priscylla it's important!"

"Fine!" Priscylla opened the door with a sigh. "What is it?"

Jen hurried in the door, her face was red and her breathing labored.

"I ran all the way here from the bakers. Look Priscylla, I don't know what you did but, the baker's son is calling you a witch and people are believing him! He said you cast a spell to kill Adi because you wanted him all to yourself. The whole town is planing to kill you, they'll be here tomorrow morning! Are you listening to me!?" Jen watched in wonderment as Priscylla made herself tea and sat down calmly. "Priscylla! They'll kill you!"

"Jen, you know I have no interest in the baker's son. I was in my garden collecting the chicken eggs when she died on the other side of town. Her own foolishness is what killed her. She tried to take the ring from the lake, the lake monster killed her. End of story. I had nothing to do with her stupidity, never have." Jen sat down, her head resting on her open palms.

"What are we going to do Pris? How can we fix this?" Priscylla smiled wrapping her arms around Jen.

"Oh Jen... Run away with me!" Priscylla jumped up, grabbing her lovers hands. "We'll live in the wilds, growing everything we need! Never being bothered by anyone!"

Jen smiled sadly, the same way she always did. "Pris... You know I can't, my father needs me... You should go without me."

"Your father is a horrible monster Jen! You should leave him! He doesn't need you, he needs his Alcohol, and a poor creature to abuse! He beat your mother to death Jen! Don't go with her! Come with me, it's what she would have wanted!" Priscylla pulled Jen into her arms. "Jen, I can't leave without you, I just won't."

"Pris..." Jen pulled back, tears falling freely from her eyes now. "He'll do better, he said so, he said he'll stop hurting me, and he bought me a new dress and..."

Priscylla cut her off. "Just like the last time, Jen please! You know in your heart it's all lies!"

"Oh Pris... But this is my home, I can't just leave..." They both jumped as someone knocked on the door.

"Stay back Jen!" Priscylla picked up her best kitchen knife. "Who is it?"

"It's Baker Kennith. I've come to talk, I know you're innocent Priscylla."

"Enter." Priscylla put her knife back, but kept her hand near the hilt.

Kennith entered. He seamed unfazed by Priscylla's distrust, and surprised to see Jen hiding behind her.

"Morning Jen. May I sit down?" Kennith looked carefully at Priscylla.

"Sure. Jen, stay here, if he tries something, run." Jen opened her mouth to protest, but the look on Priscylla's face stopped her.

"Don't worry Priscylla, I know you didn't do it. I'm not here to attack you." Kennith sat down on the wicker chair next to the couch. "I came to warn you but, I guess Jen beat me to it. Priscylla, the whole town has been blaming you for their problems since winter of last year."

"Around town you're known as the girl who can hatch anything, and people often bring their hens or ducks to you if their eggs won't hatch. Starting last winter some younger folks around town, who don't remember all you've done for us, started saying you were the cause of all the egg problems, that because of you all the eggs wouldn't hatch. Then when Adi died, they started blaming you, saying that you must want my son all to yourself, and now my son believes it too. He's got everyone believing it, he even says Adi told him you'd kill her if she got in your way! Now the whole town blames you for everything Priscylla. I tried to tell them it wasn't true but they wouldn't listen. I watched Adi die, I know you didn't do it." Kennith looked pleadingly at both of the young women. "Please, for both your sakes, get out of here!"

The three turned towards the front door, someone was yelling.

"We know yer in their Priscylla! Yer goin' ta answer fer what ya did ta Adi!"

The three ran to a window. Outside stood an angry mob, knives glinting in the morning sun light.

"I thought you said they were coming tomorrow!" Priscylla hissed.

"Ifin' ya won't come out we'll come get ya!" The mob charged the house. Jen, Priscylla, and Kennith ran towards the back door. Jen tripped over a loose floor board as the mob crashed against the front door.

"Just go Pris! Forget about me!" Priscylla ran back to her side.

"I'm not leaving you Jen, I'll never leave you!" Priscylla picked Jen up as the front door fell open, in moments the mob was upon them. Priscylla and Jen were torn away from each other and dragged outside. Kennith had been grabbed when he ran out the back door. Someone had hit him over the head, and he was now unconscious and bleeding profusely.

"Priscylla you will pay for what you did!" The Baker's Son shouted. His knife pressed against Jen's throat.

"Leave Jen alone!" Priscylla shouted, "She has nothing to do with this!"

"She has everything to do with this! She must be part of your coven and you bewitched my father! Both of you must die!" Before the Baker's Son could raise his blade, someone shouted.

"Wait!" Jen's father pushed through the crowd, for a moment a look of relief crossed Jen's face. But her face quickly fell. "Let me do it, she's my daughter."

The Baker's Son paused, then handed the blade to Jen's father. Priscylla screamed as the monster raised a blade over his own daughter.

The monster stopped, his hands convulsing, his breath coming short. The mob began to collapse, blood pouring from their eyes, their skin burning. Priscylla kept screaming, but what was once a sound of anguish had become a sound of rage. She pulled away from the men holding her, her new found power ripped through the crowd. Killing every person who had come to slay her. When the screaming finally stopped Priscylla ran to Jen who lay curled in a ball.

"Jen! Jen!" Priscylla pulled her lover into her lap as she sobbed. "Jen it's ok, their all dead, it's ok!"

"Pris!" Jen wailed, "He was going to kill me!"

"It's ok Jen. I will never let anyone hurt you." Priscylla held Jen as she cried.

Jen's tears slowly subsided, looking up she gasped.

"Pris look!" Priscylla turned at the look of wonderment on Jen's face. "They turned into eggs!"

Jen was right, every person touched by Priscylla's magic had turned into a vibrantly colored egg.

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That evening Jen and Priscylla finished packing and left the small horrid town. The people who had become eggs were all left with Priscylla's chickens, she knew that slowly they would return to who they were, having forgotten what they had almost done. Though she had wanted to kill them, she didn't have it in her heart to do so. The only egg she crushed was the one that had been Jen's father, though she wouldn't tell Jen that until much later. Kennith had come to in the aftermath, his head miraculously healed and full of confusion. Priscylla instructed him to look after the eggs and hoped for the best.

After walking for many days, Priscylla and Jen found the perfect place to live the rest of their days. A cave near a beautiful waterfall, with fertile ground and many kinds of wild fowl. Jen and Priscylla both came into their magic here, helping the people who came to them for aid, and enjoying the freedom to love each other without anyone else interfering.