"He's currently being held up by the gods Trezlan." Valrym had actually come to me to tell me this, it was as surprising as was his statement. I was in my office just relaxing after a hard day of doing absolutely nothing (look I'd given up the Fire God was my one play that was it I was done). I don't know why he came by other than he was worried about what I'd do.
"At least you remember the man!"
"Of course I do, the bigger question is why you remember him, but I guess that's just a symptom of you being you. This is it, this is all I'm doing, I smelled the Fire God in the air and I knew you'd do something stupider after she failed to help you, so I decided to head this off at the past and now you know, Hanlon is detained by Gods, there now you can stop."
"Well now I know what I have to do." I got up and started gathering various knick knacks and other objects of questionable usefulness.
"Go on a bender? Forget he was ever an anything for you?"
"No Val I must go to the God's themselves and make a case for Hanlon!" This seemed impossible on several fronts, but you know me the impossible is just something people tell me to keep from doing something.
"This is a horrible idea and I'm..."
"Coming with me! You're my in since you were/are/whatever a god and I need someone to get me in with this group of religious wackery!" Valrym did not want to come with me, but he knew if he didn't I would devise a dumber and more dangerous thing for him, so he decided it was in his best interest to come all the same. And so Val and I found our way to the throne of the gods! I'd tell you how, but apparently it's a damned secret and I'm not supposed to know about it. I know what a bag of dicks, anyway you get there by...
*page is burnt beyond recognition*
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