Wistrit
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- Sir Locken, but how...?
- Just my distrustful friend! Just that!...
- You didn't bother to explain... the Almighty Emperor... the head of everything... how...? I didn't understand you...
The Inquisitor finished his mug of ale, pretending to be tired of the endless explanations, and slapped the warrior sitting next to him on the shoulder.
- Hey, Siever, it seems the emperor has taken away my gift of enlightenment.
- Well... not many are capable of understanding you, Locken, - the warrior replied, snapping out of his thoughts.
- Yes, - Locken stated. - I'm tired of explaining, my brothers, my throat is dry, maybe enlightenment will come to you later... - he said to the listeners.
Among those listening to the Inquisitor, a murmur of obvious dissatisfaction arose, as the path to enlightenment was blocked by the lack of drinks.
- Brother Locken! There are barrels of ale here! It's a sin not to treat the esteemed guests with a couple of mugs.
- Excellent! I feel that you are getting closer to the Emperor!
Then he snapped his fingers loudly and shouted to the girl carrying mugs of ale:
- 6 mugs of ale for me and the honorable Siever!
Then he continued to describe the Emperor's deeds and instruct the satisfied drunkards on the right path.
No one knew why these two had appeared here, in Highflood. It was clear that they were looking for something. Inquisitors don't wander around cities on a mission to instruct the misguided. These two were looking for something. Or someone.
Suddenly, the doors burst open with a crash, and the city guard stormed into the establishment.
Captain Hommi, a burly dwarf in heavy armor and with a sharp axe, stepped forward.
- We are looking for someone...
*went to drink beer*
- Just my distrustful friend! Just that!...
- You didn't bother to explain... the Almighty Emperor... the head of everything... how...? I didn't understand you...
The Inquisitor finished his mug of ale, pretending to be tired of the endless explanations, and slapped the warrior sitting next to him on the shoulder.
- Hey, Siever, it seems the emperor has taken away my gift of enlightenment.
- Well... not many are capable of understanding you, Locken, - the warrior replied, snapping out of his thoughts.
- Yes, - Locken stated. - I'm tired of explaining, my brothers, my throat is dry, maybe enlightenment will come to you later... - he said to the listeners.
Among those listening to the Inquisitor, a murmur of obvious dissatisfaction arose, as the path to enlightenment was blocked by the lack of drinks.
- Brother Locken! There are barrels of ale here! It's a sin not to treat the esteemed guests with a couple of mugs.
- Excellent! I feel that you are getting closer to the Emperor!
Then he snapped his fingers loudly and shouted to the girl carrying mugs of ale:
- 6 mugs of ale for me and the honorable Siever!
Then he continued to describe the Emperor's deeds and instruct the satisfied drunkards on the right path.
No one knew why these two had appeared here, in Highflood. It was clear that they were looking for something. Inquisitors don't wander around cities on a mission to instruct the misguided. These two were looking for something. Or someone.
Suddenly, the doors burst open with a crash, and the city guard stormed into the establishment.
Captain Hommi, a burly dwarf in heavy armor and with a sharp axe, stepped forward.
- We are looking for someone...
*went to drink beer*
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
Except the ones we've made