It occurs to me I wasn't entirely truthful earlier (no the guy giving a speech really went on that long you could ask Mordere if he wouldn't shoot you for knowing about something he did). No I lied when I said I hadn't been to the lands of the west, I should say I hadn't WILLINGLY been to the lands of the west. As in I have never visited on a whim of my own, no sadly when I visited it was under entirely different travel arrangements.
I had seperated myself from Mordere for a bit, after we'd killed off the rambler (he had a name I don't care to remember, its not even that long ago, I just literally have trouble finding the caring enough to even dig it up to remember it, like I'll write this run on sentence to explain why I don't care to get his name and it takes more effort, just to say I won't spend the effort, such is my hatred), he had gone to find the shorty that betrayed him to "retire" him personally. I wanted to shop around in Ronerawth, their advancement as a society had lead to a lot of things that the Guard didn't have (Like structure, roads, functioning electricity non communal plumbing), I had to soak it up before returning to the waste of space that made up my new home country. While I was window shopping I was approached by seemingly the only other brown skinned people in the city (its not like my skin color is unique or prejudiced against, I just swear it seems like I'm the only brown person in this entire world, until I'm not, its odd). They looked like Westerners from their silk clothing and uhh brown skin (so I'm a racist sue me).
"Ambassador." There were three of them slight build, I was worried they wanted a political favor.
"Gentleman, its always good to be in the company of my countryman."
"What country do you represent again Ambassador?" There were at least three from what limited knowledge I had of the land of the west, as I recalled they were at war with each other as countries in a limited resource area tend to be, plus this place just loves a war.
"Yoria of course." It was the only one I knew by name, yes I claimed to be a politician from a country I only knew the name of. I think that puts me perfectly on par with most politicians according to my experience.
"Perfect." The lead person who was speaking hit me in the chest, it didn't feel like a very strong blow but my eyes swam and I couldn't move. See what I thought was some kind of political favor asking, or possibly a beat up an ambassador for being from the wrong country thing, was actually "kidnap a politician to ransom thing". Because lying is wrong and I should know there are instant consequences for those lies. HAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHA, no but seriously.
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