Two weeks of puking lead me to finally arrive at my destination. TWO WHOLE WEEKS OF VOMITING (also known as a vacation with Nidget ZING!) Needless to say when I stumbled off the ship and onto the pier of the lands of the east I wasn't in a great mood nor feeling all that well (two weeks of vomiting will do that to you). I saw Telrrax wave tata at me as I wobble walked on the pier trying deperately to avoid falling into the drink.
The lands of the east looked a lot different from my last trip there (You know not currently at war with a vengeance god will do that for you), the pier had several steam ships in its bays and workers going to and fro and not being walking corpses (well other than of course being low class workers who are basically doing the same thing everyday forever until they die). One of these helpful gruff customers stopped me as I almost took a dive in the water.
"Not feeling to good sir?" His voice was surpringly softer than his outward gruff appearence.
"Water travel does not agree with me."
"Nor I, funny that I work on the docks right?" I would have laughed if I didn't feel still violently ill. I also might have noticed that my gruff dock worker had a rather large looking pistol stuck in his waistband and his hands which he had retrained me from falling with did not have the same kind of hardening an actual dock workers hands would have had (its funny what you notice AFTER you should have noticed it the first time).
"I think I'll be ok now." I tried to break free from my "saviors" grip when I felt a strange tingle shoot up my back and then a feeling of paralysis.
"I'm sure you will be." I heard him say as I drifted into the ether of whatever he had injected me with was taking me. Yes I arrived in a new land and was immediately kidnapped, honestly isn't that how my LAST TRIP STARTED? WHAT IS WITH YOU LANDS OF THE EAST?!
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