I think it’s safe to say I don’t trust anyone, not even myself sometimes. Nova still thinks there’s a dragon to kill. For someone who has had such a privileged upbringing, he certainly is dumb. Nucam is exactly how I read it would be. We walked into a town that was poor, run down, filthy and apparently about to be over ridden with goblins. Tork went to go kill some yellow goblins and that lead us to pick up some other pathetic creatures to join our small party. As long as we don’t get too side tracked, I want it soon.
The jumping elf, Thresh seemed to go on forever about how the goblins have over-taken the town (city?) of Nucam and that we should help them save the place. I don’t fuckin’ care about some piss ant little town, as long as I get my book! Thresh brought us to this tiny gnome, Sparrow, and my ovaries seemed to kick in and I started feeling horrible, and really pissed off the fuckin’ goblins were ruining her town. Ok let’s go get the mother fucker’s! But I don’t want to do any more killing than I have to! I can leave that to Nova, he seems to love killing shit. The gnome tried walking at the back of the group, but I’m no one’s fool. I don’t trust these two and they shouldn’t trust me or Nova for that matter. I was glad when they showed up. It will take Nova’s mind off the non-existent dragon and lead me right to where I need to be. I was beginning to think he might try and ditch me, but the sound of saving a village from goblins might be what makes him a legend after all.
We walked away and found the remains of some dead mules and soldiers. Upon closer investigation, there was a goblin alive under one. I tried to ask him nicely for information and in return we would help him out from under the mule. He spit at my feet and I must have looked pissed, because Nova swatted him with this tail almost knocking the goblin out. I asked again and put in the condition that if he decided to spit at me again I would let Nova kill him. Ha, Ha! Nova is SOOOO under my powers and he doesn’t even realize it! Ok back to the goblin, he too understood that I was in charge and spilled everything, where the camp was and how many were there. However it was obvious that he too is a poor dumb creature that can’t even count. Nova wanted to kill him, but I had given him my word that if he talked he could go free. The stupid goblin wouldn’t fuckin hold still while the elf cut him free and in his attempt to get away from the mule and from our party, he scratched me. The fucker scratched ME! Well, as much as I don’t really like killing shit, his fucker had pissed me off for the last time and I put a bolt in his ass. I walked over and spit on him as I pulled it out of his dead, convulsing body.
The little gnome child is so cute! She just flutters away and then she comes back it is like she was never gone. She scouted up ahead and found the camp. Nova and the elf did most the dirty work, killing the goblins. I only had to command the goblins to sit and let the warriors take care of them. I did have to put a bolt in one, but the little shit tried to shoot an arrow at me. Little fucker. Who the fuck does it think it is. NO ONE shoots at me and gets away with it! I tried to help the cutie gnome as she was being chased by the goblins, but I am not powerful enough, not yet, but I will be, soon. After the goblins were destroyed, I looked around the camp, separating myself from the rest of the party. I found a gem buried in the ground. I slid it in my pocket, it’s my own. My gem!
I didn’t like killing those goblins. It kind of made me throw up a little in my mouth. But I have to be in the warrior Guild in order to get to it. I must get to it. Once I do, I will have everything I have ever wanted.
Nova has too big of an ego to realize I am using his sorry ass. I need it. I spent most my time on the reading and looking out into the water. I as I do so, I wonder what has driven me to do this. I know I can’t it without Nova, I need his skills as a warrior to get me safely to the it and back again.
All my life they have been preparing me for this task: reading, memorizing, learning. I have spent my life closed up in rooms, I’m finally free! Someone has always given me the orders, now I give the orders. Start small and give them to just one or two, then I will have thousands, millions at my control. Yes, that is the plan. Play this little dragon like the puppet he is and when I’m done, no one will stand in my way. But I see how he plays with the sailors, like a kid, I feel sorry for him and wonder if he too is just a product of his upbringing…