No True Pair: Crossover mini-event
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A Needed Ally (400 words) by Sharpest_Asp
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Legend of Drizzt Series - R. A. Salvatore, Sword-Dancer Saga - Jennifer Roberson
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Catti-brie [Dungeons & Dragons], Delilah [Sword-Dancer Saga]
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fusion
Summary:
Catti-brie would have given a lot of treasure to never see a desert again, but here she was in one that made Calimshan look civilized. The next time she was offered 'something different, something new, just track this wee artifact down' by ANY Harper, she would remember to say 'no'.
About the second time she broke a man's wrist for trying to touch her in brutish ways, she heard a 'ssstt' from one side and a welcome, if unexpected face peered at her, all pale in a sea of darker shades.
"Del?" Catti asked as she made it through the throng to the woman.
"You're a long way from where we met," the elder woman said. "Why are you in the Southron lands?"
"Looking for a trinket that supposedly got traded down here. Care to help me out?"
"Call the debt for the Moonshaes closed, and you have my aid. Possibly my partner's."
Catti-brie wrinkled her nose. "Ne'er counted a debt on helping ye. But if'n it means ye can help me before I have tae kill a man, done!"
"Kill one, ten more will appear," Del answered with a sigh.
"Glad as I met up with ye," Catti-brie said.
"You might not be if Tiger's still addled with liquor." Del's wry smile made her look a little younger, and Catti was glad to see it on her. She'd found the woman very driven, hard-pressed by her past, and too rare in her smiles.
"Dwarf-raised. Can deal with the hangover," Catti told her with a grin.
"You haven't met Tiger yet," Del warned. "Good thing you wear your blade at the hip; over the shoulder is a definite mark of a sword-dancer, and you'd be challenged to prove you can use them."
"I think I'd prove capable," Catti-brie answered with justifiable pride in her skill. After all, Drizzt had been her teacher.
"Yes, but it brings even more attention than just your looks."
"I should nae ask how many ye had to prove your skill to?"
"I lost count," Del said blandly, leading up a narrow alley before getting them inside a cooler building. Both took in the small space, lacking any person at all. "Hmm, maybe he didn't make it back this morning.
"So tell me about the trinket, while we have peace from Tiger's belly-aching."
Catti-brie settled to do just that, eager to be done with this quest.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Legend of Drizzt Series - R. A. Salvatore, Sword-Dancer Saga - Jennifer Roberson
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Catti-brie [Dungeons & Dragons], Delilah [Sword-Dancer Saga]
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fusion
Summary:
Catti runs into an ally
A Needed Ally
Catti-brie would have given a lot of treasure to never see a desert again, but here she was in one that made Calimshan look civilized. The next time she was offered 'something different, something new, just track this wee artifact down' by ANY Harper, she would remember to say 'no'.
About the second time she broke a man's wrist for trying to touch her in brutish ways, she heard a 'ssstt' from one side and a welcome, if unexpected face peered at her, all pale in a sea of darker shades.
"Del?" Catti asked as she made it through the throng to the woman.
"You're a long way from where we met," the elder woman said. "Why are you in the Southron lands?"
"Looking for a trinket that supposedly got traded down here. Care to help me out?"
"Call the debt for the Moonshaes closed, and you have my aid. Possibly my partner's."
Catti-brie wrinkled her nose. "Ne'er counted a debt on helping ye. But if'n it means ye can help me before I have tae kill a man, done!"
"Kill one, ten more will appear," Del answered with a sigh.
"Glad as I met up with ye," Catti-brie said.
"You might not be if Tiger's still addled with liquor." Del's wry smile made her look a little younger, and Catti was glad to see it on her. She'd found the woman very driven, hard-pressed by her past, and too rare in her smiles.
"Dwarf-raised. Can deal with the hangover," Catti told her with a grin.
"You haven't met Tiger yet," Del warned. "Good thing you wear your blade at the hip; over the shoulder is a definite mark of a sword-dancer, and you'd be challenged to prove you can use them."
"I think I'd prove capable," Catti-brie answered with justifiable pride in her skill. After all, Drizzt had been her teacher.
"Yes, but it brings even more attention than just your looks."
"I should nae ask how many ye had to prove your skill to?"
"I lost count," Del said blandly, leading up a narrow alley before getting them inside a cooler building. Both took in the small space, lacking any person at all. "Hmm, maybe he didn't make it back this morning.
"So tell me about the trinket, while we have peace from Tiger's belly-aching."
Catti-brie settled to do just that, eager to be done with this quest.
Or read at the community