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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 794809" data-attributes="member: 9255">UNDER A DARKSUNSEGMENT 037“Business, Nothing Personal”SCRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE&nbsp; THOOM!SCRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE THOOM!“oooooh my head….”THOOM!“Oh my aching head….what is that sound…?”THOOM!&nbsp;&nbsp; THOOM! CRUNCH!&nbsp; BZZZT! BZZZT!Painfully the light enters his world of confusion.CRUNCH&nbsp; CRUNCH&nbsp;&nbsp; CRUNCH&nbsp;&nbsp; Slowly, as if held back, he turns his pale green head to the sound.……SCRRREEEEEEEEEE&nbsp;&nbsp; quietly skitters away the bug-eating lizard above him.“I know I drank too much when a lizard sounds like a Mekillot,” thinks the still drunken Mania.He slows sits up and takes in his environment.&nbsp; He is in a stone worked cell.&nbsp; No window.&nbsp; Only a door and a small lit (but still very bright) torch.&nbsp; His cellmate is nothing but a lizard and it’s lunch.&nbsp; The cell itself is about 6x6 feet and 8 feet tall.&nbsp; He decides this is enough for now and curls up to sleep more.An hour or two go by.&nbsp;&nbsp; Then another.Finally he awakens…just to be ill.&nbsp;&nbsp; Again.A few minutes later a latch is removed and Mania knows he is about to get a visitor.&nbsp; The visitor is a ½ Giant like Mul wearing sharp studded leather armor.&nbsp; He snarls at Mania.&nbsp; The sound alone makes him wince.&nbsp; “The master is ready to speak to you.”Placing a noose connected to a wooden staff around his neck, Mania is pulled out of the cell and directed down a narrow hallway to another room.&nbsp; Inside sits comfortably a rich pompous looking noble or merchant house family member.&nbsp; He turns to Mania with as much curiosity as disdain.“You are the Hero of House Blewes.”&nbsp; Spoken as much as a remark of displeasure as it is a question.&nbsp; “You embarrassed my house…..not wise.&nbsp; My father has asked that I redeem the family somehow.&nbsp; You will be that redemption.”Still fuzzy, Mania looks at him.&nbsp; “Well, if it’s not our favorite Shom family member- Giovvo.&nbsp; What can I do to you today.&nbsp; Could I advice a good weight loss program?”A look of shock crosses his face.&nbsp; Drunk, drugged and beaten and still he can insult the second in command of House Shom!&nbsp; He should be put to death!“My father has requested that you are paid to fight in the Blood Sands for our house.&nbsp; More specifically, you are to punish a few low lives within the organization that will also fight in the arena.”“And if I refuse?”“No one refuses Asslo Shom…no one.”“Does Greene or Jocasta know I am held by your family?”“They know you are a guest with our family.”Closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath through his nose and exhaling forcibly in a deep sigh Mania sees the picture…. the whole picture.&nbsp;&nbsp; “I am to fight your men, men meant to kill me before everyone.&nbsp; In some twisted way this redeems you to your father since it was House of Blewes that got credit for helping the templars…not you…to defeat the gith.&nbsp; Since I am being “paid” this makes it legal and suggests my agreement and further insults Greene.&nbsp;&nbsp; You are a bastard.”“Business, nothing Personal”, replies the grinning Giovvo.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="megamania, post: 794809, member: 9255"] UNDER A DARKSUN SEGMENT 037 “Business, Nothing Personal” SCRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE THOOM! SCRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE THOOM! “oooooh my head….” THOOM! “Oh my aching head….what is that sound…?” THOOM! THOOM! CRUNCH! BZZZT! BZZZT! Painfully the light enters his world of confusion. CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH Slowly, as if held back, he turns his pale green head to the sound. ……SCRRREEEEEEEEEE quietly skitters away the bug-eating lizard above him. “I know I drank too much when a lizard sounds like a Mekillot,” thinks the still drunken Mania. He slows sits up and takes in his environment. He is in a stone worked cell. No window. Only a door and a small lit (but still very bright) torch. His cellmate is nothing but a lizard and it’s lunch. The cell itself is about 6x6 feet and 8 feet tall. He decides this is enough for now and curls up to sleep more. An hour or two go by. Then another. Finally he awakens…just to be ill. Again. A few minutes later a latch is removed and Mania knows he is about to get a visitor. The visitor is a ½ Giant like Mul wearing sharp studded leather armor. He snarls at Mania. The sound alone makes him wince. “The master is ready to speak to you.” Placing a noose connected to a wooden staff around his neck, Mania is pulled out of the cell and directed down a narrow hallway to another room. Inside sits comfortably a rich pompous looking noble or merchant house family member. He turns to Mania with as much curiosity as disdain. “You are the Hero of House Blewes.” Spoken as much as a remark of displeasure as it is a question. “You embarrassed my house…..not wise. My father has asked that I redeem the family somehow. You will be that redemption.” Still fuzzy, Mania looks at him. “Well, if it’s not our favorite Shom family member- Giovvo. What can I do to you today. Could I advice a good weight loss program?” A look of shock crosses his face. Drunk, drugged and beaten and still he can insult the second in command of House Shom! He should be put to death! “My father has requested that you are paid to fight in the Blood Sands for our house. More specifically, you are to punish a few low lives within the organization that will also fight in the arena.” “And if I refuse?” “No one refuses Asslo Shom…no one.” “Does Greene or Jocasta know I am held by your family?” “They know you are a guest with our family.” Closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath through his nose and exhaling forcibly in a deep sigh Mania sees the picture…. the whole picture. “I am to fight your men, men meant to kill me before everyone. In some twisted way this redeems you to your father since it was House of Blewes that got credit for helping the templars…not you…to defeat the gith. Since I am being “paid” this makes it legal and suggests my agreement and further insults Greene. You are a bastard.” “Business, nothing Personal”, replies the grinning Giovvo. [/QUOTE]

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