"I just want to tell you this entire trip has been less than a waste of my time." We were making our way back to the train station, I said less than a waste of my time BECAUSE I ALSO LOST MONEY! So Nidget literally cost me money, sure the gambling tables had a hand in that, but its completely Nidget's fault.
"I'm pleased I wasted your time Trezlan, keep whining about it, your tears are sustenance on this trip home." This is one of the reasons I take so much pleasure in torturing Nidget, because of moments like this. He was still carrying that stupid box, like a parent carries a child, which meant I had to carry our damn bags (the little disrespectful jerk) though it also meant I didn't have my hands available when the WDM showed up wild eyed and pointing a pistol at Nidget.
"GIVE ME THE BOX!" Baldy wasn't with him, I figured his contract had ended and he'd gone off to do whatever baldy did when he wasn't guarding well dressed men. The use of a gun seemed to contradict my belief he was a magic user, though I too use a gun, so maybe not.
"Trezlan!" Nidget acted like this was somehow my fault.
"What? My hands are full." They were completely full of clothes that could be dropped, but you know that would be more effort than I felt like giving for Nidget's stupid box. Nidget tossed the box to WDM who was so overjoyed he dropped his gun, Nidget than used me as a spring board (he literally climbed me) and lept on to WDM shanking him through the throat with a hidden blade in his sleeve. WDM's neck splurted on the ground as the onlookers who had previously just overlooked a couple of people being robbed (it happens a lot in Lork) gazed on. Nidget snatched his box back and kept walking (murder also was kind of common in Lork, though not common enough to not be questioned if we hung around).
"You've had that blade up your sleeve this whole time?"
"Why do you think I always wear long sleeve shirts?"
"I just thought you were embarrased by your shot chubby arms." He snarled at me (like the damn animal he is) and we made our train. The WDM I'm sure was tossed into the wilderness to be eaten by animals, but looking back on it, I wish Nidget had just let him take that box, I have no idea why he wanted it, or for what purpose, but it would have been better than what happend to me and Nidget. The damn dumb little idiot. Nidget not the WDM.
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