You were collecting goo from the kitchen, unbeknownst to someone sneaking up on you. You were meant to be borrowing food and water, then going home, but then went a bit wrong.

Lance grinned, sneaking forward with a glass cup in his hand. Preparing to slam it down on you, he was tying so hard not to snicker.

Lance slammed the cup down on you, making you fall backwards and back away from him, backing into the glass. Your eyes were wide and terrified

“Well, who are you? Your certainly not a palladin, your too.. small for that”

Lance purred, putting a paper underneath you and lifting you up, like a bug

“ill show you to the others!”

he exclaimed, darting off to show them