The Dance of the Three-Legged Guar
By Crassius Curio
ACT IV, SCENE III, CONTINUED
Almani Tren: You're quite an acrobat indeed but I think I still need entertainment. Wouldn't you tell me more about the work you used to do in the plantations?
Strokes-His-Horn: It was quite harrassing, bending all day long with my tool to put some seed here and there.
Almani Tren: I've heard it's even harder during the mating season of guars.
Strokes-His-Horn: Truly, horny guars grow a third leg and can't go straight. Such an arousal puts a strong pressure on our Argonian skins as we still have to please the master by the end of day.
Almani Tren: Fortunately you are free now. And yet you seem tensed.
Strokes-His-Horn: It must be that this situation is so unusual, sera.
Almani Tren: Maybe it could relieve you to bend a little with your tool and put some seed here...
Strokes-His-Horn: ...And there? Well, this sounds more familiar.
Almani Tren: What a beautiful tool you have... So, who's the three-legged guar now?
END OF ACT IV, SCENE III