Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Out of Ideas, Even Bad Ones

"Already successful in finding nothing?" Valrym taunted me when I arrived at the bar, none of the other treasure hunters were there so I figured he felt safe announcing it. Then again he was a bit of a dick so maybe he was just taunting me no matter who was there.

"No, they aren't even digging the damn thing up, they are digging around it trying to get into it even though that only just causes the holes they dig to fill up with water and not actually get them to the probably empty vault." He laughed.

"So why not just like tell them to dig up the vault?"

"I tried Dumphree threatened to cut my throat if I dare suggest they were doing the wrong thing."

"That has got to be a record for someone to have known you less than a day and threatened to kill you."

"Not even, usually minutes after meeting me."

"Trezlan your life is hilarious and horrifying to me." Valrym went back to his work and I sat and stewed. I was completely at a loss as to how to get those idiots to do what I needed them to do. Like I thought I could just start digging up the treasure vault, but that would mean doing hard labor and gods no, on top of Dumphree possibly killing me for that. I could just wait for them to inevitably get to digging up the vault, but at this point their blundering was going to long destroy whatever would be in the stupid thing before I got there either. So I chose my best option to just drink and hope for the best. Eventually other people from the hunt showed up and drank too, talking about how they are almost there and they can feel the money I wanted to laugh in their face, but I had to keep up the illusion I was working with these idiots and not in spite of them,

"Why the long face Trezlan?" Of course it was Hanlon, when ever I apparently am really screwed here he shows up to lend a shady plan and a bad idea even worse than the ones I came up with. At least here he was completely useful. Mostly. Of course thats the next entry...

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