Sidir arrived stumbling into his little dungeon. He stank of being drunk and had all the motor functions the same. His hair was equally unkempt and he looked like his bender had been going on for several days. Aelanes turned his head in disgust, but I was insulted, I mean I've been imprisoned by all sorts of people, but never someone who was way drunk like this. I mean I've had drunk people trap me in hallways outside of taverns even bang on my store doors well past closing time, but I've never had drunk people show up to torture me. It was just unseemingly! I mean I'm the great Trezlan gods damned Lorentino, the least he could do was show up on time, with proper torture implements AND NOT FREAKING DRUNK! He didn't even talk for a bit, just stumbled around the room looked at us and giggled. HE GIGGLED! Every minute this farce went on I was more and more enraged. I racked Scar's memory and there wasn't any kind of indication of drunkeness with his interactions with Sidir. But here the asshole was drunk out of his mind stumbling around LIKE AN ASSHOLE!
"OH COME ON!" I finally broke the silence after he collapsed near my feet and start giggling again. He threw up on my shoes and I felt that this was the most interesting torture I'd ever experienced, if by torture I mean complete stupidity.
"I am your biggest fan." He finally said something and then threw up again, I heard Aelanes laugh I was not laughing. I mean come on! This guy? THIS GUY? IS MY BIGGEST FAN? I tell you I've been physically tortured more than I ever want to remember, but this mental torture? It was the worst, because they finally hit me where it hurt, my ego.
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