Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Followers of Complete Assholes

"So Lorentino stopped by." The priest was talking to his companion a rather well armed thug like looking guy (which isn't surprising I mean again the followers worship conflict the same way I worship well staying alive so of course most of their not priests look like bandits or soldiers, or some kind of bandit soldier hybrid sub sub note I call those Bandoliers, catchy no?).

"What did he want this time?" I was insulted at the tone, I hardly ever ask the Followers for anything and they have taken up more of my time in their short existence than I want to fully admit to, even though I pretty much have with this entire journal!

"A cure for his bladder infection, I told him no such thing existed, then he bothered me about that lesser priest you were talking about the other day Andy Andre something like that."

"Why didn't you give him the cure? He's done a lot for the order." I tell you if I wasn't trying to be silent to learn everything I could about what was going on I would have been very angry there was a damn cure for my bladder issues and these assholes were holding it for me. Hell I'm still angry and this was years ago!

"Because he is not a believer, also he's an asshole suffering is something he deserves." Yes he said that, no my feelings still have not recovered.

"He also asked of Maristus?" The larger man despite seeming thuggish apparently was the more senior amongst them proving again you can never tell with the followers.

"Who?"

"The priest I was talking about the other day."

"Ahh yes Brother Maristus, yeah he said he owes him money and he's looking for him."

"And you told him nothing of what's going on correct?"

"I know nothing of what's going on thats why I'm out hruck" The larger man had arranged himself behind the smaller priest and garroted him (line across the neck pull up). I can't say I felt sorry for the asshole who denied me a cure, but it was not exactly a polite way of going (strangulation never is, not that there is a really great way to die). I was very glad I was hiding behind my tree until the larger man called out to me.

"You get all that Lorentino?" And thats when I knew I was entering a world of hurt, well a worlder of more hurt, the bladder infection was a bitch.

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