Gunshots and An Opportunity

I heard the gunshots and at first thought the cult had moved on from simple rape and canabilism to killing each other with fire arms.  I mean it made as much sense as the rest of the garbage I'd seen the night before. It appeared though that either the Guard or Ronerawth had caught up with my merry band of nutjobs and decided to do away with them. Unfortunately for the cult their battle was going poorly, so poorly no one was left to guard me. Which as always a bad move for anyone imprisoning me (a sad fact that there is a pattern of history here for me).

I couldn't see beardy, I figured he probably fled the second the shooting started, but I could see a young boy. He was armed with a pistol and wore very little clothing, ordinarily I'd pause before murdering someone still going through puberty (another horrible thing to admit I even have a policy for), but considering the crazy levels of the cult I figured it would be better for him to be dead than anything else. I wrapped my chain under his neck and twisted snapping the neck, not exactly the best way to go, but it could have been worse. I took up his pistol and shot my shackle chain, thus freeing my magical ability.  One of the cultists noticed I was freed and roasted him, the rest of the fight was not pretty, it was over faster than most of these mongrels deserved but lets just say I dispatched my foes with fury. Or I should say I thought I did, when I was about to give myself up to the attacking authority I could hear a sudden influx of gunshots behind them, apparently beardy had flanked his opponents. I guess I should have seen it coming there did seem to be decidedly less people in the camp, and the ones that I killed all seemed to be the young boys (so not exactly any bad ass points for me in that feat).

"Is that you up there Baldy?" He probably knew I was free because I'd set fire to a few trees in my showdown with his weaklings.

"Come on up and see beardy, but know that you don't face some pathetic Red Hander, you face, the one, the only Trezlan Lorentino." I'll admit I have a bit of a flair for the dramatic, and this might not have been the smartest move to admit to a cult leader who had his entire group of murderers plus the weapons of the people who had come to kill him, but COME ON! I have to at least warn my enemies of their doom before I doom them. And don't worry dear reader I came out on top, as I always do, because I'm Trezlan Freaking Lorentino!