Journy of The Staff : It'll be your fault
We pick up this dream trotting down a less then maintained road, towards what the signs called "yullson" I know this isn't the place I'm seeking but i'm headed there anyway. Why, is another story altogether I think.
it's evening in this dream, and I seem to have a latern! (oh yes I rule..the ol' Lanter out my ass trick apperantly) I should make it clear....I seem to only leave places with the items from my first dream and atop that...it's clothing and a staff...so i'm usually surprised to have something else
I'm going down this path when the horse I'm on decides "fuck you" and stops...cold...I at first slap him, for i don't know why he stopped...but after a moment I relize theres someone ahead of me on the path and this one lone figure has stopped the horse. talk about imposing. They were around my height, and dressed in thick leather armor that creaked when they breathed, they had a rapier at their hip and simply held an aura about them that screamed danger armed or not.
they spoke of wanting me to give them the staff. they spoke of doing anything to get it from me and everyone would be in danger because of me....
to which I promptly threatened to bring his entire world to ruin around his ankles and leave him standing long enough to realise it's all their fault
I don't know why i did this, or where this came from but it seemed to be the only response I could bring up to spit back at this figure...and as he reached for his rapier i moved for my staff and he stopped cold.
he seemed more scared of the markings on my staff then of the fact I threatened him or any such thing
he spoke of the world coming to ruin because of me and because I haven't been doing my duty -to which i told him to cram it- he was pissed. he was worried. and he took off.
he left me with a statement that if I was going to be so wreckless with something I should do it away from people and not end up taking the world down with me......
after that I met up with some merchant group and traveled with them to the next town....much to thier discomfort given my weapon it would seem
I got to town thinking "why do they fear it?"
it's evening in this dream, and I seem to have a latern! (oh yes I rule..the ol' Lanter out my ass trick apperantly) I should make it clear....I seem to only leave places with the items from my first dream and atop that...it's clothing and a staff...so i'm usually surprised to have something else
I'm going down this path when the horse I'm on decides "fuck you" and stops...cold...I at first slap him, for i don't know why he stopped...but after a moment I relize theres someone ahead of me on the path and this one lone figure has stopped the horse. talk about imposing. They were around my height, and dressed in thick leather armor that creaked when they breathed, they had a rapier at their hip and simply held an aura about them that screamed danger armed or not.
they spoke of wanting me to give them the staff. they spoke of doing anything to get it from me and everyone would be in danger because of me....
to which I promptly threatened to bring his entire world to ruin around his ankles and leave him standing long enough to realise it's all their fault
I don't know why i did this, or where this came from but it seemed to be the only response I could bring up to spit back at this figure...and as he reached for his rapier i moved for my staff and he stopped cold.
he seemed more scared of the markings on my staff then of the fact I threatened him or any such thing
he spoke of the world coming to ruin because of me and because I haven't been doing my duty -to which i told him to cram it- he was pissed. he was worried. and he took off.
he left me with a statement that if I was going to be so wreckless with something I should do it away from people and not end up taking the world down with me......
after that I met up with some merchant group and traveled with them to the next town....much to thier discomfort given my weapon it would seem
I got to town thinking "why do they fear it?"