[HQ Ignorance] Scene 115: Propitiatory Worship

[Nicolas Hughes]

Aalmon looked down and unceremoniously pushed aside the wounded men from the pile, revealing a trollkin whose only sign of life as a nasty wheezing bubbling sound from his chest.

"You had better talk less and heal more, he will not wait for you."

He took a step back to let the shaman do her work, ripping a sleeve from a dismembered arm he began to clean the blade of his sword, watching carefully what she did. He thought to himself that he had not heard such a self-pitying self serving speech since he had separated from Azhur. The teeth had left him with a wound in his leg that hurt badly, he did not want to show weakness by looking to see just how bad it was but he suspected that it would be wiser to play along with the ludicrous charade than trust his leg for another fight. 

"I will decide where to go next when you have healed my trollkin, in the meantime you will tell me everything you know of what goes on between the pentans and the empire and what part you have played in it - whether at the behest of that little chaos demon or otherwise."

Nic


On 25 Sep 2010, at 10:17, Lev Lafayette wrote:

> 
> A blooded Aalmon, covered in the muck, spittle and worse of the Giant
> Mouth stumbles towards the assembled worshippers through the haze of
> smoke. He tells them that they are fools if they challenge him, and he
> too is a fool for accepting the request. There is a murmur of
> disapproval of his words, but then silence, and the crowd parts to make
> way for Niantic, the Shaman of the Three Burrows Nest, of the Four Hills
> Tribe.
> 
> "You succeeded where many had failed, Moon man. You and your little
> darkness friend; yes he breathes yet - my magic will cure his grave
> wounds. Alas, I cannot say the same for the plant woman. Her time has
> past and her spirit released. As I promised, we shall use our Gopher
> magics to take you anywhere in Pent that you request."
> 
> "Do not look so shocked. I told you that Chaos touched us. Other
> travellers too had been fed to the Great Mouth; for where the Mouth did
> not feed upon strangers, it fed among our brothers and sisters. Would
> you not do the same? Our ancestors taught us that sacrifice to Malia can
> keep disease at bay. We offer no love to such great spirits, but we can
> and do appease them. This is our way. And it works."
> 
> "It worked this time as well. We offered three bodies to the Mouth, and
> we also warned the three bodies that the Mouth waited for them. We gave
> promises, and we intend to keep them. Whence do you wish to go courier?
> What message shall you take?"
> 
> 
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