"Look when I said I'm Trezlan Lorentino, I was being crazy." I have to tell you seeing as Nidget also used this excuse earlier, well it was hilarious the duality of lying. I'd almost appreciate Nidget's inventiveness if I didn't dislike him so much.
"Now now don't weaken your God Hood by being a coward Mr. Lorentino." It was the former shop owner, he looked a lot more sinister standing over a pair of hot tongs.
"Clearly you have no idea what kind of God I really am." I struggled against the shackles, they were locked on tight, the dicks were smart enough to know that I'm difficult to keep down, well some of the time anyway!
"I'm about to find out just that Mr. Lorentino." I was more than a little bit afraid of another prolonged torture session, if only because I've had so many in my lifetime and I really wish I'd stop having to have them (like what lesson are the gods trying to tell me? Other than you know be more careful, but aside from that!).
"I hope your not about to pierce my skin for your sake." He got a quizzical look on his face, clearly he was about to pierce the skin.
"Why would that be an issue?" I laughed.
"Clearly despite knowing of me, you know nothing about me. Ever since I destroyed the god of Vengeance my insides are on fire, when my skin is pierced the fire is released." It was total bullshit, the only interior fire I ever had was that damn bladder infection, which while obnoxious as all get out could not harm others.
"You're bluffing."
"Its your funeral, well yours and everyone else inside here." I hadn't seen other cult member since I got locked up, but I figured threatening more than just the one crazy might scare him more. He seemed to think it over for a bit, coming close to just piercing my skin before he gave up and left to consult with someone else. I of course was happy to have survived for the time being, but I was still stuck to a table with crazy people, so it was kind of a win lose situation. The worst kind!
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