Small fires

"What the hell are you doing?" Elira watched as the chubby elf started rearranging the corpses of the few people they had just now killed in a weird manner.

Actually, it was not accurate to call him chubby anymore because the elf was becoming more fit and agile daily.

"Sssh. I will be done soon." Eldrin replied in annoyance. It sucked that he had to do all of this manual labor by himself. If he had minions like Liam, he would have of course been a lot faster. 

More annoying were the two who were constantly hounding to make it faster so that they could return to their goddamn master.

"Don't do anything unnecessary. We need to-"

Eldrin interrupted the woman because he knew exactly what she was going to say. "I know. I know. Go find your master and help him?"

He sighed and stood up, unable to bear this torture anymore. One would think it would be enjoyable to travel with two beautiful women but the truth was far from it!