Post by ST Alex on Sept 28, 2011 13:58:42 GMT -8
-An excerpt from the testimony given concerning a rash of deaths…-
Simon: And what were you doing there again?
Timothy: I was spending my hard earned coin in the grand re-opening of some brothel. The Sow’s Ear, it’s called.
Simon: Go on.
Timothy: I really can’t remember a whole lot. A whole lot of drinking. I remember whores wearing pigs heads with great ankles. There was this great mosaic on the wall, it let out dream smoke, they call it. Dancing, singing. Whoring. I didn’t…ohpleasemasterpleasedoooooon’t…
(A brief scuffle)
Simon: All that you can remember.
Timothy: I threw open the shutters and the windows for the fresh air and I swear this one whore tried to take a bite out of my leg and she hissed and ran away when the light hit her, I swear I swear that’s all.
Simon: No it isn’t Timothy. Which one this time?
Timothy: Oh please please Master, don’t take my finger! I saw everyone else who was leaving the Sow’s Ear throwing up and I thought it was odd because not everyone had had as much wine as I had! Please please please!
Simon: So you say you had nothing to do with….let me see here…twelve deaths?
Timothy: No Master no no please of course not!
Simon: And if you were there and did everything they did, why aren’t you dead?
Timothy: Please Master please, I don’t know!
Simon: I would wager it’s because you’re a ghoul.
-Chronicle Ends-