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<blockquote data-quote="Verbatim" data-source="post: 1662910" data-attributes="member: 15549"><p>Zeric's arms felt as if the skin on his arm had been stretched past its breaking point around his muscles as he unloaded the last of Gurnezarn's heavy crates off of the wagon and carried it to the back of the smithy.</p><p></p><p>Trying to set it down as gently as possible, Zeric's grip finally failed him, and the crate, already slick with Zeric's sweat, slipped from his hands and landed with a loud thud in front of him.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Sienna">"Don't ye be thinkin' I didna hear that Zeric. I told ye a thousand times how fragile that cargo be before it got here. Why I let them priests talk me inta hirin' a mule headed, no account vagrant like you, I'll never to be knowin'. </span></p><p></p><p>Resisting the urge to pick the crate up once more and truly test the fragility of the mystery contents within, Zeric knew that he should not be surprised at the mercurial temperment of his employer, especially after working for the dwarf for almost three months.</p><p></p><p><em>~Three more months and my obligation to the church is over...three more months until I can be free of their gaze...three months until I can put my payments to their proper usage...~</em></p><p></p><p>His thoughts of freedom from St Cuthbert clergy's watchful gaze, as well as his freedom from the razor tongued dwarf sustained him through his final duties inside the smithy, and as the first peel of thunder rumbled from the west, Zeric felt the heavy steps of Gurnezarn approaching him and wondered what he had done now that the dwarf had taken offense to.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Sienna">"I know ye will be wantin' t' get t' yer room before this storm rolls in, and since ye proly done broke half of what be in those boxes, it'll be better for ye if'n ye ain't here when I muster me courage and look inside of them."</span></p><p></p><p>Resisting the urge to smile in response to Gurnezarn's gruffness, Zeric took the dismissal for what it was almost out the door when Gurnezarn's voice called out to him once more, this time lacking the gruffness that Zeric was used to.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: sienna">"I'm not t' be understandin' why ye work for me like ye do Zeric, especially since there be no coin in it for ye, but a deal be a deal, and I aim t' keep my side o' it."</span></p><p></p><p>Turning around to see what the dwarf was talking about, Zeric saw the dwarf holding a chain shirt in one hand and an equally plain looking morningstar in the other.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: sienna">"They're nothing fancy t' be sure, but the priests said that I was t' return these t' ya once ye proved t' me that ye could be trusted with them. Now, I'm still thinkin' that ye'll find a way t' hit yeself in the head with this thing, but that be your problem and not mine. Now get out o' here before the rain washes ye away...</span></p><p></p><p>Walking up to the dwarf and taking his mended chain shirt, as well as his regripped morningstar, Zeric nodded his head in thanks to the dwarf and walked out the door and into the night.</p><p></p><p><em>~You may not know it Gurnezarn, but you just made sure these three months will go by much easier...~</em></p><p></p><p>Slipping the chain shirt over his tunic as the first heavy drops of rain began to fall, Zeric looked up into the sky above his adopted city and smiled a feral grin into the pouring rain.</p><p></p><p><em>~Your priests made a mistake you arrogant bastard...you should have told them to make sure they finished the job, because I am coming for you, as well as any of yours lapdogs that would seek to keep safe, whatever it takes I will have my vengence, and not even your god can keep you safe...~</em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Verbatim, post: 1662910, member: 15549"] Zeric's arms felt as if the skin on his arm had been stretched past its breaking point around his muscles as he unloaded the last of Gurnezarn's heavy crates off of the wagon and carried it to the back of the smithy. Trying to set it down as gently as possible, Zeric's grip finally failed him, and the crate, already slick with Zeric's sweat, slipped from his hands and landed with a loud thud in front of him. [COLOR=Sienna]"Don't ye be thinkin' I didna hear that Zeric. I told ye a thousand times how fragile that cargo be before it got here. Why I let them priests talk me inta hirin' a mule headed, no account vagrant like you, I'll never to be knowin'. [/COLOR] Resisting the urge to pick the crate up once more and truly test the fragility of the mystery contents within, Zeric knew that he should not be surprised at the mercurial temperment of his employer, especially after working for the dwarf for almost three months. [i]~Three more months and my obligation to the church is over...three more months until I can be free of their gaze...three months until I can put my payments to their proper usage...~[/i] His thoughts of freedom from St Cuthbert clergy's watchful gaze, as well as his freedom from the razor tongued dwarf sustained him through his final duties inside the smithy, and as the first peel of thunder rumbled from the west, Zeric felt the heavy steps of Gurnezarn approaching him and wondered what he had done now that the dwarf had taken offense to. [color=Sienna]"I know ye will be wantin' t' get t' yer room before this storm rolls in, and since ye proly done broke half of what be in those boxes, it'll be better for ye if'n ye ain't here when I muster me courage and look inside of them."[/color] Resisting the urge to smile in response to Gurnezarn's gruffness, Zeric took the dismissal for what it was almost out the door when Gurnezarn's voice called out to him once more, this time lacking the gruffness that Zeric was used to. [color=sienna]"I'm not t' be understandin' why ye work for me like ye do Zeric, especially since there be no coin in it for ye, but a deal be a deal, and I aim t' keep my side o' it."[/color] Turning around to see what the dwarf was talking about, Zeric saw the dwarf holding a chain shirt in one hand and an equally plain looking morningstar in the other. [color=sienna]"They're nothing fancy t' be sure, but the priests said that I was t' return these t' ya once ye proved t' me that ye could be trusted with them. Now, I'm still thinkin' that ye'll find a way t' hit yeself in the head with this thing, but that be your problem and not mine. Now get out o' here before the rain washes ye away...[/color] Walking up to the dwarf and taking his mended chain shirt, as well as his regripped morningstar, Zeric nodded his head in thanks to the dwarf and walked out the door and into the night. [i]~You may not know it Gurnezarn, but you just made sure these three months will go by much easier...~[/i] Slipping the chain shirt over his tunic as the first heavy drops of rain began to fall, Zeric looked up into the sky above his adopted city and smiled a feral grin into the pouring rain. [i]~Your priests made a mistake you arrogant bastard...you should have told them to make sure they finished the job, because I am coming for you, as well as any of yours lapdogs that would seek to keep safe, whatever it takes I will have my vengence, and not even your god can keep you safe...~[/i] [/QUOTE]
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