Year of study: fifth
Assignment type: solo
It’s a half-goblin, half-dryad (yeah, don’t ask me how that happened; that dryad obviously had highly questionable taste) and it won’t shut up.
“Come dance with me, little guardian wannabe.” It skips on the spot, then prances in a circle around the porch swing. It has that hunched, hairy goblin look, combined with the floaty dress, long hair and somewhat transparent features of the dryad. Not attractive. I can’t even figure out if it’s male or female.
The little girl lying on the swing reading a book and humming to herself is completely unaware.
“Just step away from the human, would you?”
“I’ll step if you step. Step, step, step.”
Great. Just my luck to end up with a psycho assignment.
“How about we step down here?” I suggest. I’m standing on the lawn, a safe distance away from the house.
The halfling does a jig on the stairs and begins singing some nonsense song. “Come catch me, come catch me, stick insect girl...”
“... With little stick legs and little stick arms, she has no charm, and she—”
“Enough!” With a snap, a whip appears in my hand. It flashes through the air, wraps around the halfling’s left leg and yanks it clear off the porch. With a wail and a puff of gag-inducing smoke, the halfling disappears in mid air.
The little girl turns a page and carries on humming.
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For those of you who were expecting hairy-footed hobbits ... sorry. Not in this world!