Thursday, 8 October 2020

1,2,3,4...gonna need more hands to count this

 Fortu sits and wonders at the gold in front of him.

Yes he nearly died, but he'd been doing that for the last 8 years. This time he got rewarded for it in gold instead of "still alive - good, here's some food you fight again tomorrow."

Looking across at the brightly dressed Arowe and the wee grumpy halfling Liga Bur he smiled. They might not have lasted long in the pit but they had his back when it mattered. He wasn't sure what plans Liga Bur had, but Arowe seemed intent on making a name for himself and seem happy with company. If they both survived longer maybe Fortu could be considered to having 'friends'

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