A smaller chapter in Ashio's story.

Ashio : http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15589354/



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(Story by Koviell Sashermasock)

Lord Laeron. You stole my crew, broke my ship, tried to take my life and then sent me to prison. You thought it would be the end for me, this was a mistake…


I get me senses back and look around. I'm on the river shore. The river's flow dragged me away from the prison. My whole body hurts. Focus… I replace the broken bones. It will still hurt for weeks, but at least they're no longer broken. What in the world happened in the prison last night? Why does that mob attacked the prison in the first place? And why does that wolfman attacked me? Anyway, I get back on my feet and walk in the direction of the city; this will take a few hours of walk.

In the city, I pass by the newsstand. I know the guy selling the newspapers, so he let me borrow one so I check it up. "A Wolfmen group attacked the local prison. Many guards and prisoners were killed before they were pushed back!" Mmm… this will cover up my escape, at least for now. I give back the newspaper and move on.

I live in the east district with a couple; a human lady and a male hobgoblin. An odd combination, but they love each other. Since I travel often, the house is mostly owned by them. I knock at the door and open it up.
- Nina? Marc? I'm there!
- Ashio? You're back! Quel bonheur! Says a lady's voice from another room.

After a few minutes, Nina comes to greet me and notice the poor condition of my clothes.

- Bon dieu Ashio! You look terrible today! What have you done?
- I've been thrown into prison. I managed to escape during the attack by the Wolfmen gang. I don't think they will look for me 'right now'. I'll need to change my clothes and move somewhere else.

Mmm… something is odd.

- Hey Nina. Where's Marc?
- He went out to repair some gear or tool. I don't remember which one.
- I see. Is there something to eat? I'm really hungry. Could you cook some poisson braisé? This would make me happy.
- Sure, go suit yourself et le diner sera servi.

I take my gun and point it at her face.

- What's the big idea Ashio?
- I knew something was wrong. First, in 6 years, Nina never greeted me without offering a dinner. Next, I hate poisson braisé. Then Marc would never ask anyone for repairs. Who are you and where are Nina and Marc?
- So you don't get fooled that easily. Nina était délicieuse. It's sad that I had to dispose of such a fine lady after getting my way with her. Marc was too noisy. He couldn't stop crying during the process. Quel dommage! At least they're still together in the afterlife.

I shoot in the face of the impostor and a second time. The false Nina falls on the ground. Her face 'breaks', it's a guy wearing a magical mask. This must be the work of Lord Laeron, no doubt. I search in the house for clues to find the naked corpses of Nina and Marc in their room, with their throat cut. There is nothing I can do for them.

I feel anger, fear and sadness in my heart. I can't stay here any longer. I cover their corpses with sheets before going back to the kitchen and eat something. I'll need to pack up and move somewhere else, this place isn't safe.