Book 4: Chapter 19: Embassy Ball
I woke up in my room in Cascadia to the feeling of goat fur.
If you’ve never woken up with a goat, it’s a warm, cozy, smelly, horny thing to wake up to. And not in the good way.
“Ugh! Penelope! Gerrof me!” I groaned, trying to shove the surprisingly heavy unigoat out of my bed.
*Baaaah!!!!* [Translated from Prima Donna Goat] “Stop hogging the blankets!”
She used her pointy horn to grab my blanket and pull it over her body, then curled into it. That left me cold, exposed, and cranky.
Not the best way to start the first day at my new job.
“Friggin’ fraggle rockin’ Yearn bedamned goat.” I grumbled, pulling myself out of bed. I made my way to the hot spring and lay in the hot water where I was soon joined by Balin and Annie.
“Good morning, Mr. Ambassador,” Annie said, cheerfully. “Are you ready for the busy day ahead?”
“I hope so,” I sighed. “I need to meet with the embassy staff, then start putting out feelers into the local dwarves for people interested in learning how to brew. I also need to talk to Joseph about Berry, has Balin explained about Joseph?”