"You're lucky I feel in a forgiving mood." The naked man seemed more than a little angry at Hanlon. I thought he should put on pants, but you know that's me thinking pants are a thing people should want.
"So you've been locked away for hundreds of years, just think you avoided a lot of bullshit."
"Who's the girl?"
"Trezlan's grand daughter, Trezlan is a god now." The man looked amused.
"More of one you mean? He was pretty godlike before."
"I'm so lost." I was lost before, I was even more lost now.
"This is Oshujon he used to be an agent of justice before he decided to kill the gods and well some shit happened and he was locked away in those swords until just now."
"Oh that makes sense." It didn't make sense, none of it did! It was all crazy! But I was on board the crazy train, it had left the station.
"Well you two should catch up, I'm just going to." And then Hanlon was gone, I guess whatever anti magic was in the room died with Morley? Or maybe it hadn't been there in the first place, but there I was with an agent of justice naked as the day is long.
"So this is awkward."
"Yeah I need pants."
"Thank you, pants would be a big step up." So justice and I got to hang out, it was nice, aside from that whole 'embodiment of justice' thing that kept getting in the way.
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