Thursday, July 19, 2012

You Can't Spell Associate...

"Nidget Pavorossi and Andreyev Maristus," Toneron was introducing me to the two people he had sent looking for me (how he knew I was missing is beyond me, or how he knew exactly where I was shortly after they had found me? Also beyond me, Toneron is weird like that).

I chuckled at hearing the last names as I had known both of their ancestors (though in Andreyev's case the Followers of Fire swap partners so often its really hard to say which ancestor I really knew could have been a distant distant relative), "It's a pleasure." I extended my hand, we were at a camp fire a little distance away from the cave of evil bugs and rock spirits (that was its name... right of course).  Both men shook it, but even then I could tell Nidget was a LYING LITTLE JERK WHO I DO NOT LIKE YES READ THIS YOU LITTLE MIDGET BASTARD!

"Well now that that's out of the way, I see that our allies are not very trusting are they." Toneron had to of course state the obvious.  I mean they dumped me in a cave to get eaten alive by insects, they are either not very trusting or they have the weirdest getting to know you practices ever.

"To be honest sir, Trezlan Lorentino does have a bit of a reputation in these lands." Nidget responding in his rare actually respecting authority tone.

"Pish posh, hundreds of years ago maybe, but no one believes this Lorentino is that one." Toneron winked at me, again whatever "he" is, is not natural.

"All the same Toneron I believe we're in a bad place with this."

"Andreyev?" Toneron turned away from me and gestured toward Andre, who was apparently not just a courier for disposed of magical users.

"The Followers are willing to aid you in your efforts Mr. Hanlon, your gifts have been more than generous and we too are aware of Mr. Lorentino, but think of him quite favorably and would be willing to accept his assistance in our long term goal." Andre had a weird way of talking, like it wasn't a stutter, but he seemed to force out all his words at once.  Like speaking was not something he liked doing.

"See there Trezlan I got you an army that won't betray you immediately again, and you say I never help you." He stood up and started to walk off, again he had no horse, carriage or anything, I swear as soon as he gets out of sight range he simply disappars.

"Thanks." And that was that, I was now a member of the Followers of Fire, even though I didn't believe in them or their religion, but I also didn't believe in the Guard either.  I only believed in wanting to go home and not being stuck in the stupid lands of the Red Hand anymore!  Sadly as I would come to find out later, THAT WAS NOT AN OPTION ANY LONGER SCREW YOU RONERAWTH I HOPE YOU ALL CHOKE!

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