The snappy auntie had once had a name. She had been an elven lady, and she had lived in a colony with her brethren. Marcellus had changed that, she had punished him, the bloody sandal came to be.
This is a window to the life of the snappy auntie back when the old core levitated lazily over its pedestal, and Chavu rearranged… spikes.
The morning would start like any other morning. Marcellus would go hunt at the crack of dawn. The crush the vampire had on the Naga amused the snappy auntie.
Personally, she believed that the two would get together as soon as pigs began to fly. She was of a mind to kickstart the whole process.
Then Marcellus would dress the hapless animal which had not been able to escape him, and go about his day, read: go, and sleep in his room. Hugging one of Chavu's tunics, which he used as a pillowcase.
But one day, almost everything was put in danger!
