#sell sword

[trve-grimdark]

Zweihander/Mordheim Merc.

[napoli-violenta]

[creator-zee]

221

“Please don’t kill me.”

I stared at the whimpering girl, hands and feet bounds, back into the corner of her cell. I cocked my head slightly, confused. I didn’t understand these humans and their emotions. She had worked herself up into tears. I crouched in front of her, looking at her eyes.

“I’m not here to kill you.” I said flatly, devoid of emotion because I was devoid of emotion.

“Why – why are you here then?” She asked.

I held up my knives as explanation. “To kill the red-suited warriors.”

“I don’t understand. I didn’t expect to be rescued.” She blubbered.

“You are the one who is unexpected.” I said. My employer hadn’t mentioned anything about a prisoner. I didn’t know what to do. This wasn’t part of my task.

“Well, I’m sorry.” She huffed, haughtily. “I didn’t expect to be captured either. I’m only a farmer’s daughter.”

I stared at her silently processing. She wasn’t valuable, but she could be lying. I should take her to my employer and let him decide. It was his job, so his call. I sheathed my blades, and picked her up, throwing her over my shoulder to her startled help and grunt. She wiggled, but I held tight, as I worked my way out of the red-suited warrior’s base of operations.

-

“Who’s this?” My employer asked. “I hired you because your kind are supposed to be able to follow instructions, not kidnap random girls.”

“She was the red-suited warrior’s prisoner.” I explained. “I brought her for you to decide what you want to do with her.”

A gleam lit up in my employer’s eye. “So… her disappearance can’t be connected to me.”

I paused before answering, making sure I was right. “I don’t believe so, sir.”

“Perfect. I’ll have you put her in a back room then, and then I’ll give you your payment.” He said, grinning.

The girl wriggled in my arms. “No, no, please don’t. I just want to go home.”

“Gag her too.” My employer added as I walked past his desk to the back room.

“Yes sir.” I nodded.

I walked into the back room, and empty room and set the girl down.

“Why? Why are you doing this?” She sobbed, as I pulled a piece of cloth out of my pocket.

I gave her a strange look, not understanding. “Because it’s my job. My employer said to do it.”

“I thought you were my rescuer, my knight in shining armor.” She sobbed.

“I don’t wear shining armor.” I said flatly. “It would be counterproductive.”

She didn’t have a chance to respond as I gagged her, although tears continued to roll down her face as her muffled complaints could still be heard. I would never understand emotions. They seemed so troublesome.

I stood and left, shutting the door behind me to accept payment from my employer.

He handed me a stack of cash. “Your kind really do do the best work”

I nodded. “We live to serve, sir. Contact the company next time you need a job done.”

He smiled. “Of course.”

I bowed one last time before leaving, as I stowed the cash in my bag.

[random-bookquotes]

“If you’re going to make your living by selling your sword,” she pointed out dryly, pointing her pen at him like one of his old tutors used to, “it’s a pretty stupid idea to burden yourself with a lot of dependents who don‘t—or won’t—understand that you’re basically gambling with your life, betting on the odds that you won’t be killed.”

Mercedes Lackey, By the Sword

[infernal-bestiary]

Scrolls and Sell Swords

Vadania eventually made her way into the Tavern and located her friends sat round a table to one side of the tavern, near a fire place. Tankards sat round the table with one sitting at an empty seat awaiting Vadania. She took her seat with the group as they all gave her knowing glances as to what had just happened.

While Vadania had been away from the group they had done some investigation work around the village. Alysha and Alice had spoken to the Tavern owner; Xugor, who had told the group that no one travelled north of the Village unless they had to. People go missing and howls and growls can be heard in the night. They had also noticed a suspicious looking individual, sat towards the corner of the room, wearing a hooded cloak. The individual appears to be glancing towards the door intermittently and has been doing so for an hour or so.

The three travellers continued to watch the individual and after about half an hour, their suspicions were confirmed                . Another hooded individual walked into the tavern and took a seat next to the first individual. They passed a small scroll across the table before rising to their feet and leaving the tavern spending only a small amount of time inside. The group quietly decided to follow the individual still in the tavern as they now had the scroll and this would give them the most information.

After another five minutes the individual they have been watching rises to their feet and leaves the tavern. The group quickly rose to their feet and followed the individual out of the tavern. They quietly followed the individual down a side alley in the village and watched quietly as the individual slowly opened the scroll and began reading. Vadania, taking initiative, ran at the individual and dived towards them. Luckily for her the individual was distracted and her small elvish body collided with the bulky body of the person in front of her. Both went tumbling across the floor and Vadania, using her dexterousness landed atop the individual and the rest of the group came to her aid.

During the tumble, the hood of the cloak came down off the head of the individual revealing a blue scaled female face with a long muzzle. “Who are you and what are you doing here!?” Vadania spouted towards the woman. The dragonborn in front of them revealed herself to be Nespora with a sly, hissing voice, and that she lived here. That she was married to the bookkeeper of the village. Alysha proceeded to pick up the scroll that had been thrown from Nespora’s hand and opened and read the scroll.

Succubus to the North. Head to the clearing.

The group quizzed Nespora on the scroll and she eventually revealed herself to be a sell sword or an assassin and that this was her next mark. The group, putting to and two together figured out that this was probably the person that they were heading to see as well and Vadania used her silver tongue to convince Nespora to travel with them. They told her they would come and find her the following morning and returned to the tavern to sleep the night and prepare for their travels.

[tankthoughts]

Triple Bromance

Anytime I see Tyrion, Pod, and Bronn together all I can think about is the song “And we’re the 3 best friends that anybody could have!”