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“I stop fighting my inner demons. We’re on the same side now.”
– Darynda Jones, Second Grave on the Left
The Find
The torch rippled in the descent. Not
from gusts of air - no living being cou
ld survive
with the small amount of air in the cataco
mb - but with the brisk pace Rodrigo jog
ged down
the once-hidden stairs. Tonight’s outcom
e would be the culmination of years of
searching
for the lost crypt of Laezar the Sleeper,
a legendary creature powerful enough
to put the
world in an unending dream. Rodrigo and
his coven could make that dream whate
ver they
wanted. It was enough to make him shi
ver with anticipation at the thought.
He laid his torch down for a moment to
push a coffin’s heavy stone lid to the sid
e. Never
before had Rodrigo wished the suprem
e might of the Brujah was within his
purview. It
eventually shifted enough to the side tha
t he could reach his arm inside and feel
thing he came for.
for the
Bits of bone… cobwebs… insects… smoot
h metal. There it was. He pulled a bea
utifully
crafted silver cup from the coffin and kis
sed it in his excitement, then spit the dir
t out and
wiped his mouth. “I’ve found you!” he
yelled in delight.
“Put the cup down and back away with you
r hands up,” spoke a voice from behind Rod
rigo.
Rodrigo didn’t dare to turn around. The
voice probably had a gun as well — other
treasure
hunters always had guns. He wished
the extreme toughness he’d seen a Gan
grel display
was also something he had learned to
harness within his undead form. “I’m
not walking
out of here without the cup,” Rodrigo res
ponded.
He reached into the man’s deepest though
ts
anticipated resistance. This particular sub and sins and sensed that the stranger had not
ject suffered from an unspeakable guilt
of letting
down his family, giving up on them to
become a bounty hunter. Rodrigo could
use this.
“It doesn’t matter if you get this goblet
or not. You probably don’t even know wh
at it is.
Just that someone paid you to get it.
But this artifact will not bring you clo
ser
family.” Rodrigo slid his slippery aura
to your
to the man and twisted his victim’s con
sciousness.
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