Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Fantasy

"She's Kalak," the Pale One pointed at a pointy eared girl, "He's Yolko," he pointed to a ripped man with a giant sword, "This one is... " the Pale One stared at the small mage, whose name keeps eluding him. 
The mage sighed, his shoulders slumping. "It's Balo," he boomed, shuffling his feet. 
The Pale One's cheeks reddened a bit, ashamed at having forgotten, before continuing with his roster. 
"Yes, of course, Balo." He turned at last to the group's archer and tried to stiffle a laugh. "And this one is Jim." The Pale One's mouth formed a tight grin. Then he burst out laughing, followed by Kalak, then both Yolka and Balo. 
"Stop rubbing it in," said Jim. "My parents give weird names, so what?"
The Pale One tried to look as sympathetic as possible, muttered a weak "sorry" before doubling over from laughter. Jim's grip on his bow tightened.