Dwarves had done their part to spread dwarf jokes.
Annan didn't think all dwarf jokes were funny, but whenever he spent time with Copperbeard, he had to admit some had merit.
The Headless Knight's head curled its lips. "Not bad. That one almost made me laugh. What about you, the rare male succubus?"
"Who are you calling rare?"
"Uh, was that your joke?"
"No, I'm not very good at jokes." But the succubus had paid him, so Annan had to give it a try. "Mr. Headless Knight, has anyone ever criticized you for telling jokes?"
"Criticized me for what?"
"A joke needs a head, doesn't it?"
The succubus stared blankly at Annan. She didn't get it.
The Headless Knight's head fell silent for a moment. Then it burst out laughing, its body shaking as it clutched its stomach.
"Looks like it worked. Off you go."
Annan waved the succubus on and watched her pick up the Headless Knight's head and follow its body upstairs. He felt rather pleased. He'd made a small contribution to succubuskind.
"I don't want to serve you anymore!"
Just then, the succubus prostitute cried out and flung the Headless Knight's head away. "Olmedo Just Right, you're the man I've always dreamed of!"
Thump!
She flew into Annan's arms like a swallow.
Annan was speechless. "You..."
The succubus looked up at him, her tear-filled eyes sparkling like stars. "Olmedo Just Right, I don't want to be a prostitute anymore. I want to go with you!"
"Heh heh heh heh heh..."
"Wake up. Hey, wake up."
The voice punctured everything before his eyes. Annan came to his senses, wiped the corner of his mouth, and looked around. "What happened?"
"I should be asking you. You've been standing there grinning like an idiot." The Centipede Demon was holding a