"I'm going to kill you!" It was a nightmare, but the voice seemed insistent and I've learned that ignoring things that threaten your doom is not to your benefit as a person (I say learned, but in reality its more been forced to learn). I woke up in a sweat, I'd been sleeping in the mostly empty shop for the past few days, it had recently been constructed and I was in the proccess of finishing the job (mostly cursing at sub par construction and pounding nails into things). I didn't really have a bed, so much as some blankets on the floor (not the worst thing I've slept on let me tell you, which I probably have). I figured the nightmare had woken me up, but as my groggy self staggered off the cold wooden floor I could hear the sounds of conflict outside.
At first I thought maybe I was still dreaming, or just imagining the sounds of screams and gun fire, but no when I got out of my bedroom I could see through my windows there was a problem brewing outside. It was a rash of corrupted, though unlike the two bandits I'd dealt with on the way up, these were more mindless drones, probably being lead by a more intelligent also insane corrupted (thats the weird thing about the corruption, they are slobbering mad crazy, but work in groups like a hive mind, having been into the depths of madness I didn't remember some overall goal, but admittedly I wasn't amongst their ranks for long). Therod was out in the middle of them her claymore sword cutting a swath through the ranks, chunks of flesh splattered off the blade as she swung it like I've seen some band stand people swing batons.
I sighed to myself and went and grabbed my weapons, I had just overpaid to get a half shop erected, I was not about to let some corrupted jack holes destroy it. So with my sword, revolver and grump (grumpyness is the ultimate deadly weapon), I waded into the chaos. I figured that Captain Therod wouldn't have an issue with me using magic to save the unpaved wooden shackled area of the city I called home, and she sort of nodded at me as I took up a position on her right. The corrupted were scary, but ultimately easy to dispatch, they weren't even that organized or plentiful. Therod and her guards with some assistance from me dealt with them easily enough (I did manage to see Valrym at one point, he looked at me with his unique scorn I guess he's a reserve Guard member, which when I found out had me laughing pretty hard, the group that hates magic employs a god).
"Thank you for your assistance Mr. Lorentino." Its the nicest Therod has ever been to me, and thats saying something.
"I hope these attacks aren't common, I'd hate for it to affect my property values." She had walked me back to my store, though I think that was more that so she could watch over me and not make sure this wasn't my attack or plan. She didn't say anything just turned around and walked off. I stepped into the store and knew someone else was in there with me.
"Trezlan you have to help me I'm about to get killed!" And thats where I'll leave you.
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