Sunday, 7 June 2015

The Device

The bloody thing was maybe the size of a pack of playing cards, jet black with weird runes all over it. Not that I really cared about the aesthetics; I just cared that rich people wanted it.

The Seminary was clearly expecting any thief would have magical properties, given all the sigils and the like that a quick bit of blackmailing the third in command totally bypassed.

He thought I wanted to study it, and was quite surprised when I killed him.

The payment was large, and I blew it on drugs and girls within a week.

Good timing really.

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