I'd been waiting patiently in my cell for Therod to come around and realize she needed me (sure sure thats exactly why I was waiting) when I was roused from resting my eyes (totally not sleeping) by the sound of someone finally coming into the Captain's station to free me. I sat up off the bed and waiting for the impatient steps, the harsh language about realizing they can't do this without me and the quick apology with regards to imprisoning me in the first place. I was already readying my response when the boots shuffled through the door to the jail area.
"About time Captain Therod by the way I'm don't really want to... AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I have transcribed the exact amount of ahh there, you need that many h's believe me. What was greeting me was not a put upon Therod, no it was some kind of person infused with an undead spirit, glowing eyes evil otherworldly aura, and ugly, though the ugly was the person the spirit had taken over, not exactly its fault.
"You! You will become one with us." The spirit monster tried to reach through the bars, I stepped back (because I'm not an idiot). To my dismay he then bent the bars and started to come inside so I set his dumb spirit person ass on fire (I wasn't shackled since I was there pseudo willingly). So I kind of sort of set a spirit on fire? Sort of. (I'm going to mark this one as a half goal in my life). Unfortunately all I really did was set the spirit free from its ugly container (I could tell because it kind of floated off instead of dying in agony like the guy I set on fire). Which told me the crisis was only going to get worse with each death and not better.
I sighed and got out of my cell, my days of sitting back and hoping someone else would solve the issue were over, and I knew it meant I had to destroy that stupid sword, even if I didn't want to (not out of any desire to not solve the issue, just meant I couldn't sell the dumb thing). So like everything else in life I did something directly against my financial interests for the greater good so I could stop being bothered by the problem that had become too big to ignore. Honestly that sentence describes my entire life in general.
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