Write about your father.
Joxer looked at the note he received from the gods and wondered if they just hated him. 'Write about his father?' Didn't they already know enough about him to never want to hear about the bastard again? Joxer sure as Tartarus didn't want to think about him any more. His life was messed up enough by that man.
"I don't know what you guys want to know that I haven't already told you in the past. My father was a War Lord for Ares. Married to my mother and mean as Tartarus. He treated my brothers and me like crap. However he was a good War Lord for a while... once he started losing wars (or they were passed on to better War Lords) he started taking it out on mostly Jayce and I.
I don't want to talk about it any more. He was a horrible man that I don't want to think about."
Joxer put down his quill a little more harshly than normal and rolled up the scroll, not worrying about the ink smudging this time. If there was one thing that made him upset was thinking about the man that claimed to be his father.
"I don't know what you guys want to know that I haven't already told you in the past. My father was a War Lord for Ares. Married to my mother and mean as Tartarus. He treated my brothers and me like crap. However he was a good War Lord for a while... once he started losing wars (or they were passed on to better War Lords) he started taking it out on mostly Jayce and I.
I don't want to talk about it any more. He was a horrible man that I don't want to think about."
Joxer put down his quill a little more harshly than normal and rolled up the scroll, not worrying about the ink smudging this time. If there was one thing that made him upset was thinking about the man that claimed to be his father.