Adam
It starts with a teaspoon of trouble - It ends in bliss and penury
There is no pension plan for heroes - So you'll want to get the hell out of my way
There is no pension plan for heroes - So you'll want to get the hell out of my way
Amalia seemed to finally drop the jokes, at least a little, and Adam was relieved. Not that he didn't like fun and banter (it was practically his career) but when he had been stuck in a valley for days, he had little energy for games. He knew that it was getting bad, because he actually wanted a bath when he got out; such levels of desperation were rarely reached by the Highwayman.
Someone he didn't recognise came up beside Amalia. Adam had to stifle a laugh, thinking that he looked like a weird elf (though the main elf he'd known had been very much...less flowy) but keeping his face mostly free of obvious amusement.
"Uh, no mate, I can't do the shifting thing. Can't do everything, you know? I got a dragon and my seduction skills, if I could turn into a bird or whatever it wouldn't be fair!" He yelled up, the humour covering up his insecurity about his lack of magic, something that rather a lot of people here seemed to have.
