Unholy: Persona non grata..
The stench of the market
of Lut Golein was a welcome relief. After all, I had spent the better part of the day slowly working my way through a tomb. Even the smell of the bean curds they slice up and boil in oil of god knows what is better than the smell of the dead bodies in that place. Fresh death, stale death, mixed with the scent of the dung of the creatures who feed on such things...
I'd seen and smelled worse of course and will no doubt see and smell and feel a great deal more when I find this Tal Rasha and the strange wanderer who seeks to unleash him on the world. When I was younger I would have hoped that would end things right there. Maybe sometime in the past hope existed for this world like it did for me. Now it's only blood, pain, fear, and destruction in no particular order. Will it ever end? Who knows. I probably won't live to see it and that suits me fine. I'm not looking to end my life but fate dealt me a strange hand indeed and when my time is up I'll be ready.
So I was thinking pleasant thoughts like this walking through the market when I found myself at my destination, the potion vendor's shop. The vendor himself, a toothless old man who preferred swearing to normal conversation was savagely cursing at a younger man over a game of Xiangqi. Apparently the man was repeatedly attacking the old one's Wizard with no hope of ever capturing it, something forbidden by the complex laws of the board game. He glanced up at me and his rage abated replaced by of all things suspicion. Not like I ever cheated him and any blasted board game after all.
"There were people looking for you earlier. Guards from the palace. Maybe you go now before they come back and find you here. I don't need a trouble more than I have." He then proceeded to vulgarly question my manhood, parentage, sexuality, and courage in a single glorious outburst of profanity that would shame Diablo himself.
"What did I ever do to deserve all that?" I said disgustedly. "I think I will leave. And I dunno, wash out my ears from hearing that filth!" He was already back to arguing with the other man though so my feeble verbal counterattack went unnoticed. He clearly wasn't going to do business with me so I turned to leave.
"You are the one called Unholy" Said the palace guard who must have been watich the shop form across the street.
"I am. and I'm busy. What can I do for you and make it quick." I said.
"Jehryn commands you to leave the city at once. You are banished for your crimes until such time as he decidedes otherwise."
"What crimes? And when did I commit them?"
"Apparently you were observed breaking the laws earlier today."
"I've been out of the city since dawn chasing down a prime evil. What law could I have broken? Did I attack some wizard over and over or what?"
The guard looked puzzled. "Wizard?"
"Nevermind. OK OK. I'm in a hurry. Jehryn knows all about my business and why I'm here. Hell he let me into the palace himself. I'll go talk to him and get this straightened out."
"As you wish. He told me to tell you that a formal hearing on your appeal will be held at noon two weeks from now. until then you are banished from the city and the entire realm effective immediately. Here is a marker for passive west on the next caravan. See that you are on it."
I stood there stunned holding the parchment. Two weeks! then I thought bah what do I care? If humanity is so foolish, bureaucratic, and its leaders so vain maybe it's better if the devil just eats us all and makes this world his new privy. I'll take my two weeks of relaxation in the rogue citidel and if Jehryn hasn't come to his senses by then, well, he can find some other hero to save all our behinds! I never really asked for the job anyhow!
Ok I over dramatized a bit. I got temp banned from USEast a little while ago for the crime of trying to get past act 2 NM with my trapper. So I have a little time to kill and thought this would be fun.
It was!
Goooo Blizz! keep me banned permanently and you'll save countless PVMers from being made earless!!
The stench of the market
of Lut Golein was a welcome relief. After all, I had spent the better part of the day slowly working my way through a tomb. Even the smell of the bean curds they slice up and boil in oil of god knows what is better than the smell of the dead bodies in that place. Fresh death, stale death, mixed with the scent of the dung of the creatures who feed on such things...
I'd seen and smelled worse of course and will no doubt see and smell and feel a great deal more when I find this Tal Rasha and the strange wanderer who seeks to unleash him on the world. When I was younger I would have hoped that would end things right there. Maybe sometime in the past hope existed for this world like it did for me. Now it's only blood, pain, fear, and destruction in no particular order. Will it ever end? Who knows. I probably won't live to see it and that suits me fine. I'm not looking to end my life but fate dealt me a strange hand indeed and when my time is up I'll be ready.
So I was thinking pleasant thoughts like this walking through the market when I found myself at my destination, the potion vendor's shop. The vendor himself, a toothless old man who preferred swearing to normal conversation was savagely cursing at a younger man over a game of Xiangqi. Apparently the man was repeatedly attacking the old one's Wizard with no hope of ever capturing it, something forbidden by the complex laws of the board game. He glanced up at me and his rage abated replaced by of all things suspicion. Not like I ever cheated him and any blasted board game after all.
"There were people looking for you earlier. Guards from the palace. Maybe you go now before they come back and find you here. I don't need a trouble more than I have." He then proceeded to vulgarly question my manhood, parentage, sexuality, and courage in a single glorious outburst of profanity that would shame Diablo himself.
"What did I ever do to deserve all that?" I said disgustedly. "I think I will leave. And I dunno, wash out my ears from hearing that filth!" He was already back to arguing with the other man though so my feeble verbal counterattack went unnoticed. He clearly wasn't going to do business with me so I turned to leave.
"You are the one called Unholy" Said the palace guard who must have been watich the shop form across the street.
"I am. and I'm busy. What can I do for you and make it quick." I said.
"Jehryn commands you to leave the city at once. You are banished for your crimes until such time as he decidedes otherwise."
"What crimes? And when did I commit them?"
"Apparently you were observed breaking the laws earlier today."
"I've been out of the city since dawn chasing down a prime evil. What law could I have broken? Did I attack some wizard over and over or what?"
The guard looked puzzled. "Wizard?"
"Nevermind. OK OK. I'm in a hurry. Jehryn knows all about my business and why I'm here. Hell he let me into the palace himself. I'll go talk to him and get this straightened out."
"As you wish. He told me to tell you that a formal hearing on your appeal will be held at noon two weeks from now. until then you are banished from the city and the entire realm effective immediately. Here is a marker for passive west on the next caravan. See that you are on it."
I stood there stunned holding the parchment. Two weeks! then I thought bah what do I care? If humanity is so foolish, bureaucratic, and its leaders so vain maybe it's better if the devil just eats us all and makes this world his new privy. I'll take my two weeks of relaxation in the rogue citidel and if Jehryn hasn't come to his senses by then, well, he can find some other hero to save all our behinds! I never really asked for the job anyhow!
Ok I over dramatized a bit. I got temp banned from USEast a little while ago for the crime of trying to get past act 2 NM with my trapper. So I have a little time to kill and thought this would be fun.
It was!
Goooo Blizz! keep me banned permanently and you'll save countless PVMers from being made earless!!
