Bladvaneer by Purves Dennis

Author:Purves, Dennis [Purves, Dennis]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-09-19T16:00:00+00:00

Vosko sat in the tavern, a beautiful woman on each arm, his hands helping themselves to whatever part of them they could reach. It was clear from their expressions that neither of them wanted to be there. His men milled about the room. One of the townspeople nervously stepped forward.

“You own this place?” Vosko asked. To him, one townsperson looked like another.

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, sir.”

Vosko’s men laughed.

“So I hear you’ve run out of liquor,” Vosko accused.

The man stared at the floor. “Yes. I mean … yes, sir.”

“And how did you let that happen?”

The man hesitated. Of course, the honest answer would have been, “You and your men drank it all. You haven’t allowed us to leave this town, so we haven’t been able to get more. When the new supply comes tomorrow, you’ll probably drink that up by the end of the day as well.”

However, “I’m sorry, sir,” was what he actually said.

Vosko stood. The women were happy to finally get a break from him.

“You’re sorry?” he asked, feigning shock. “You’re sorry? What good does that do me? I don’t know how to tell you this but your town is boring. Boring. What am I supposed to do for fun?”

“Maybe we should start killing people,” one of his men suggested with a big grin on his face.

The tavern owner turned pale.

“Nah, not yet. I’m sure we can still squeeze a little fun out of this place. Hey, I’ve got an idea. Old man!”

The tavern owner, who wasn’t particularly old, nodded.

“Can you dance?”

“Not particularly well, no,” he answered honestly.

“Well that’s really a shame. I guess there’s no reason to keep you around then.”

“Oh, dance? I thought you said something else. Of course I can dance!”

Vosko smiled. “Good. Why don’t you show me what you’ve got.”

The man started dancing. It was painful to watch. He didn’t seem to be able to get the top of his body to move at the same time as his bottom. Every so often he swung his hips back and forth. Once he spun around, and got himself dizzy. Vosko frowned.

“No, this isn’t good at all. I’m going blind just from looking at you.”

“I’m sorry, um, sir. This is the best I can do.”

“Maybe I can help you out. You probably didn’t know this, but I happen to be a dance instructor.”

“You are?” the tavern owner asked, disbelief evident in his voice.

Vosko motioned and one of his men came over, handing him a crossbow. He loaded a bolt in its groove and pointed it at the tavern owner. Smirking, he lowered the weapon’s angle.

“Now, dance for me,” Vosko ordered, firing the bolt into the ground at the man’s feet. He hopped out of the way. “That’s more like it!” Vosko encouraged, loading the crossbow once again. The tavern owner found himself hopping from one foot to the other, and back and forth, to avoid getting shot. Meanwhile, Vosko and his men roared with laughter.

“I see the legends of your bravery don’t even begin to do you justice,” a voice behind them said.

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