"So he started a bloody purge of anyone he deemed unworthy, eventually leading to Marked One's uniting and destroying his cult and removing him from power." I couldn't make that sound more interesting, I'd apologize but I'm an asshole.
"And the sword?"
"I threw it into the sea hoping it would never be found again."
"So like a few feet from shore? Can't imagine how that plan failed." Seriously might as well have put a note on it in the wilderness.
"I threw it several miles Trezlan, I'm not a simple man." So he claims! I'm still going with basically a little bit off shore.
"And the creature got it?"
"He's a water creature of some kind, probably drawn by evil like himself, when he figured out it was worse than he is he gave it to you to do worse things."
"Not all tentacle creatures are bad!" No they all are, all of them.
"Right of course, its why he gave you a cursed sword and no other assistance, a sword you didn't even end up using successfully."
"Why do you always have to be right?"
"Because you insist on being wrong." History will look back on my actions and recall that they were all correct, because I intend on writing that bit of history!
"So we'll just throw this thing in the ocean again, problem solved." I grabbed the sword and for the first time could feel something was really off with it. I guess I didn't notice before, kind of like when you have a nasty smell in your house but get used to it, until you are gone for a bit and the smell becomes really apparent, like that only with an evil cursed sword.
"No we have to destroy it."
"Great just great, you get to throw it away, I have to destroy it." It really was that stupidly simple. Everyone else gets to ignore problems I have to solve them, because someone has to the adult in my life and sadly that person is me. I swear everyone else saves the world, I pick up all the trash that leaves behind! I'm the world garbageman!
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