"Son of a bitch its literally a town full of bandits." Bandit Town was as advertized, to say it was lawless would be redefining the term law to something less than it already is. It was like a whore house had a child with the rowdiest bar that ever existed and then raised it in the gutter. We could smell the town before we even got sight of it (the smell was not pleasant at all all of that lax oversight into sewage and general maintenance). I was actually surprised bandit town hadn't been wiped out by the Guard already (turns out they have more important things to do than wipe out towns of people who are dirty and smelly, they leave that to private citizens!). The town itself was one long street of wooden mishmash buildings that belched smoke and foul, bandits and whores wandered the streets going from one horrible thing to another (not trying to make a value statement on the whores as both men and women were clearly selling themselves here and both men and women were bandits, hell female bandits are the worst kind, mostly because they are the cruelest).
"Well you wanted evil Trezlan, that's an entire town of it."
"Yeah this is weird, because I wanted something and then I found it, and now I'm kind of at a loss as to what to do with it." It was like seeing a rather large mess on the floor and you don't know from which direction to start to clean it up. Aelanes nudged his horse forward and started toward the chaos.
"We ride Mr. Lorentino, we ride." And with that two fighters of evil walked into its den with nothing more than gumption a couple of swords, some magic, and enough bullshit to fill the town up three times over. So as you can see we were well armed.
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