[Riss' Quarters]
Mimi plops down on the back of the seat. "Okay, So this story is about the greatest hunter that ever lived, Charlotte. She was fierce, she was strong. No one dared mess with her, because if they did they were in for trouble. There's nothing in the world that would've ever stood a chance if they picked a fight with her. Nothing was ever too big and scary for her to handle."
"This story is about her biggest fight, her greatest challenge. A long time ago, there was a terrible creature that lived in the Weald. If someone went into its territory, they didn't come out. There wouldn't even be a body to find later. They say that pixie would take a wrong turn, and there'd be no way back. The trees would block their path, the canopy would be too thick to even see the sun. No matter which way you tried to go, it felt like you were being directed. Maybe you could change direction, you'd think you could find a way out, but every direction lead to one place. To the Beast."
"It got so bad that hunting trips couldn't go out without people disappearing. Food got scarce, and nobody could do anything about it. So Charlotte decided enough was enough. She got painted for a great hunt and went out to kill the Beast with only her spear."
"It didn't take very long for the forest to trap her. Bur she didn't care, it was exactly what she wanted! She headed right for wear the trees took her, until she found it. There was an opening in the trees. She found the bodies. Nothing but their broken bones were left. The Beast stood in the middle of it all. It had the body of a man and the head of a bull. It was huge, half as tall as a tree, and its shoulders were half that size. He could crush someone twenty times Charlotte's size with one hand, but she wasn't afraid. Oh no, Charlotte wasn't afraid of anything."
"The Beast roared at her, and you know what? She roared right back. They say that was the only thing that ever scared the Beast. She attacked it, stabbing it again and again. No poisons, no tricks, just pure determination. It took her days and hundred and hundreds and hundreds of strikes. Never making a mistake, never quitting even for a second. Finally he slowed, and finally he fell. She left her spear stuck in its head to send a message. You don't mess with Bloodfang pixies."
By the end of the story, Mimi is grinning from ear to ear and fidgeting with excitement. "They say the spear is still there, but no one's been able to find it. I've tried looking for it before, but it's supposed to be deep in the Weald." Her eyes light up at the thought of possessing that weapon.