Oh my God, Spiders, millions of them, pouring out of the walls, everybody RUN! -- Anon Guest
Across the multiverse, there are constants. No matter the nature of civilisation, no matter the fiscal structure, there is always the roommate who freeloads, steals treats, and denies it. Some call them 'goldbricks', some call them 'assholes'. Some call them 'scabs'. Rickerd called hir annoying housemate Horb, because that was hir name.
Horb was a young Elf, 'merely' thirty-seven[1], with rather indulgent parents who would not take any of Rickerd's complaints seriously.
By all indications, Horb wasn't taking life seriously. And after the fifth time Horb had spent the rent on pizza, Rickerd decided that the 'kid' needed some consequences for hir actions. Nothing that would do permanent harm, mind. Something to embarrass hir and maybe teach hir to keep hir sticky fingers off of other people's property.
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