>>6056673“Hm, only subpar intelligence then, not total lunacy.”
“Oi!”
“Quiet! Now, did you know about the Inquisition’s tactics of hiring Strangers? I suppose you must now if not earlier.”
“Only fuckin experience I’ve had with those jackasses is them trying to kill me! Once when I first got here and searched for a tavern or guild or something, second after I dumbed everything into defense after the first, and like a bunch more after that! Fuck would I care to study them when they just want to kill me?!” To know more about your enemy maybe? At the very least?
You don’t voice those concerns at let her finish, “I figured the guy who recruited me, he gave me the magic shit I use to, had some insiders or something but I didn’t care for questions. Thought I’d do that after I offed the bastard, no offense-”
“Go to Hell,” Asher says.
“Yeah whatever, planned to be of some use to Illuminati guys or whatever that wanted to coup the gov before being inquisitive and shit about them.”
“Is that all?” You ask.
“You damn right heard my whole story since comin' here a year ago, ‘is that all?’ fuck off. You gonna try and kill me now or what?” You take a very deep, and not-so-calming, breath before finally lifting your foot and walking away from the woman allowing her to sit.
“You have no idea how much it would please me to see you executed for your actions-”
“Bitch.”
Another breath, “But-” You very much stress this word, “It would seem you may be of use if kept alive. However, small the use might be.”
“Fuck you trying to say?”
“That you are an imbecile, repugnant, and nothing more than a patsy used by those less doltish. But, should you agree to perform tasks under the Inquisitions heavy gaze you might still find yourself living a life that isn’t completely repulsive.”
She is silent, a red blush of shame coats her cheeks at your righteous scolding of her selfish behavior. You wonder how a woman like this could ever be considered an acceptable member of society or if that day will ever come to pass. But it’s not you’re problem anymore, you cast a spell to tie her hands before walking away, “Inquisitor Asher, please deal with her as I tend to Alyssa.”
Alyssa herself is in bad shape, or she would be if you were not here. An arm and a leg are bent at a wrong angle and portions of her body have been crushed, most likely with severe fractures in her chest cavity. Normally this would take weeks or even months to heal on their own but with your
strangely advanced abilities, you think she’ll be back in the action within a week. Perhaps even less, though you’ll have to act fast to make this true. It would be easier if Asher and the Stranger weren’t insisting on speaking to one another so loudly.
“So I have to ask, why didn’t you try and fight more when Lorina stepped on you like you weren't under a spell.”
“It was kinda hot.”
…What?
