I could see the Island coming into focus and my heart dropped into my shoes. You see there are certain things I hate more than anything else (shorties, people asking me for help, small children, other people, everything), but returning to the island of my youth and spider god drama topped that list. Yes Toebeck Island, the Followers of Fire were taking me home. And yes at this point I realized I wasn't as smooth as I had thought and noticed everyone around me was a large person that could break me and I was very much on the ocean. By the time the island was in sight I'd already been clapped in anti magical shackles and brought ashore where the bandolier was waiting for me a grin on his face.
"Mr. Lorentino so pleasant to see you." I wanted to do so many bad things to him, I mean he had played me like some kind of instrument and I had gone along like an idiot. So I did what I could and peed on him (look I held it all that time on the boat as best I could). He showed little issue with my act of defiance and then thumbed my captors to deposit me in a shack. I did kind of marvel at how Toebeck had been rebuilt since the last time I was there. A testament to how horrible places always get rebuilt as much as the nice ones (or that an island between too trade partners will always have a reason to be reconstructed). I half expected Nidget and Andre to be in the shed I was tossed into as well, but they weren't, because of course they weren't. They were actually on a mission of delay set up by the church to get them out of town and to get my interest. That's how effectively I got played, my friends were never in danger in the first place (woops did I say friends? I mean uhh assholes who bother me). Everyone from the old lady to the dead priest were to drag me out to the land of my birth to try and wake up a dead spider god.
Woops that last part forget I wrote that until tomorrow. I SAID FORGET I WROTE THAT!
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