08-18-2015, 10:54 PM
He sets the hat back on just after he wipes his brow with his forearm. Patience wasn't his forte, he just wants to see a new town. The last town he was in was overbearing and smelled bad, though he met a few nice people. All of which seemed to be women whom paid him no heed except for Anna and the Ogress. Shuddering with the latter thought, he wishes for better times. To replenish his candy stores, some Gold, more fun, nice music, beautiful women and a lots of sex couldn't hurt, not all in that order of course, but mostly for his sweets.
It was all because he added a scribble to a piece of parchment also known as a contract. That was definitely new to him. A contract he will probably break in a day or so, who knows really. This 'contract' thing has been good to him so far so why not stick to it for a tick.
Mardak finds himself daydreaming again of more excitable times as he leans on his precarious post of a mule.
"What in the nine hells is taking so long!"
It was all because he added a scribble to a piece of parchment also known as a contract. That was definitely new to him. A contract he will probably break in a day or so, who knows really. This 'contract' thing has been good to him so far so why not stick to it for a tick.
Mardak finds himself daydreaming again of more excitable times as he leans on his precarious post of a mule.
"What in the nine hells is taking so long!"
