Drabble Story Arc #2: Seek and Avenge
Loose Talk at the Guildhall
A chapter of a ‘choose your own’ story — drabble edition.

This is a ‘choose your own’ fiction story, “drabble edition”. The whole thing begins with ‘The Burned Village’. If you want, head back to the previous chapter, ‘In Your Path Another Guard’. And find out how to contribute to the ongoing story here.
The bar upstairs is luxurious, and stinks of brandy and cigars. Only one merchant could be Piquantia—an older elf with white hair.
You grab an abandoned glass of liquor and walk over. “Piquantia, you fine fellow.”
He looks around, narrows his eyes. “What?”
You lean in. “About the plans. The orcs, and the village, and all. Seems things went badly wrong. Local place got razed.”
Piquantia shugs, then grins. “The orcs went in too hard, but the basic plan still stands. Safer trade routes in exchange for the orcs being free to the local peasants.”
You step back, flabbergasted.
Next, you:
This is a collaborative story, with each part (not including choices and blurb) written in a 100-word drabble.
