Bodyguards Are Like Assholes

Nidget's little card game was extremely secret, he had to sign in go through a couple back alleys, and then into a dirty little basement before being let past a scary guard and into the game proper. At least inside the game it was glitzy, like extremely so, I thought with the routes we were taking I was about to wind up in a place you see right before a man with a hood on kills you, but I guess it was all just for show, because inside it was all glamour and richness (which made my simple robe seem really out of place, thanks for the warning Nidget). The players all sat at golden tables emblazoned with jewels and various little holder things for their cards.  Judges (the real kind not the assholes the Red Hand used to employ) walked amongst the players to make sure that things were going properly, most of them looked ten years past dead, but I saw their eyes were sharp as they spotted a couple cheats early on and they were banished immeadiately.

I didn't get to hang around Nidget, I was placed with the rest of the bodyguards in a small lounge that overlooked the game (I didn't even know why we were there, there were several armed guards as well).  Nidget told me he wanted me to watch over him to make sure no bad magic was used against him, but his knowledge of magic was so limited he apparently though I had *sigh* magical powers to be able to tell these things.  Apparently he forgot I didn't even notice when he was mind controlled until I killed the guy who tried to do it to me. I also didn't ask where Andre was, I assume he didn't want the big tough killer from the church who worships war, watching him play battle with cards.

The bodyguards in the lounge were all real nice though.  Calling me grandpa and asking if I needed directions on finding the bathroom. I tell you that's the worst part about looking old, people start acting like you are old, I mean I'm hundreds of years old, but I don't like to be reminded of that! I enjoy being thought of as a wise scholar who you turn to in your more direst of needs.  Sure I screw that up, but I still like to be thought of politely!  The first day of the tournament was boring for me, Nidget won early against a guy who looked older than I am (and who promptly burst into tears) and I got insulted.  So a normal day for both of us I think.