Monster Cock

A magician, a troll, and a college student walk into a bar. What could go wrong? Well the college student wants to be a troll hunter, the troll is scared of magic, and the magician despises weak humans.

- I want Monster Cock!! Says the troll.

- I want to kill a troll!! Says the college student.

- All weaklings must die!! Says the magician.

As they all yell at the same time, they run to the bartender to yell their desires again.

"I want big Monster Cock!"

"Tell me where to kill a troll!"

"Give me all your weaklings!"

- I heard you the first time. . . Says the bartender.

"Here's one Monster Cock for the troll."

"Troll?!" Yelled out the college student, brandishing his small fry sword in his direction.

"I finally found you!" He yelled, before jumping towards him.

The magician noticed the sword and immediately gave him a disgusted look.

"You small fry! I see your weak ass sword! Time to die!" He proclaimed, taking out his staff hidden behind his cloak.

"I shall burn you with my fire spell and add you to my weaklings list."

Meanwhile, the clueless troll was just enjoying his alcohol, "the best in the land!" as he says.

"Hmm Monster Cock, Monster Cock. . . Nothing beats a good Monster Cock." The troll was having the time of his life gently savouring his Monster Cock.

"Troll!"

"Hmm?" The troll looked at the person who dared to interrupt his alcohol time and saw a cute little child running at him with a cute little sword, and behind him, chasing after him was. . . .

"Hiiiiiiii magic!" The troll yanked his ass out of his stool and started screaming and running like his life depended on it.

"Nooo magic! Get away from me. . . Fireee!"

"You stupid troll, come back here!"

"That small fry sword ain't scaring anyone you weakling!"

And so, the scene before us was of three idiots. . . Running around the bar yelling at each other, and. . . Trashing the tables and whoever was in that bar that day. . . Well needless to say, will not be coming back.

"Stop!"

They all stopped and looked at something on the wall. The bartender was flabbergasted.

"They actually stopped? Did I manage to save my bar?" The bartender thought to himself.

But, as he looked over, the reality was that they seemed fascinated by that one poster stuck on the wall.

"So they didn't stop for me. . It was that stupid poster. . . Actually, it might be better if those three idiots take that poster and leave. And that witch might also stop coming here. . . Hehehe." The bartender chuckled to himself about the possibility of killing two birds with one stone.

"Yes! Take the poster idiots, and get out of my bar hehehe."

The three idiots in question were still transfixed on that poster, Reading its content.

- In search of my lost cat.

Find him.

For more details.

Here's where to find me.

In a forest.

Good luck.

Little Fay.

Rewards: The biggest and strongest.

Monster Cock.

A sword.

That can kill trolls.

Magical.

Book.

To fight.

Against.

Beginner's. Luck.