"Something funny?" Valrym was not laughing, though he did not have the experience at this kind of thing that I do. At least I don't think he does.
"Oh you know just life, I seem to exist between kidnappings." The dour faced man with a rifle standing near the doorway was not a talker, which is also pretty much the standard for kidnappers, the muscle never talks.
"Well I don't so try not to laugh it scares me."
"Oh what is there to be afraid of Val, you're just collateral, clearly these guys are the reason there is death magic in the city, they'll talk it over with me, something will happen, some people will die, and then I'll come out on top as I always do." The muscle grunted/laughed and I gave him the stink eye. I don't know why these idiots always assume that they'll be able to beat me. It's never happened yet! I mean the only thing that can beat me is the authorities and that's usually because I like to comply with laws... Ok mostly.
Eventually the talky one showed up and I was all ready to start my jokes and veiled threats when they took Val and left me with muscles. I was completely confused! Apparently I had completely misread the situation and I was the collateral kidnapping victim! Which was really awkward got to tell you it was a first for a group of men to take me prisoner but not intend on it. It actually kind of hurt my feelings. No don't try and figure that out it'll just hurt your feelings and I don't want to do that.
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