Zazel Rolls: 104
GM: Are you serious? She rolled 104? That’s not great for the mmoatia.
“Take me to my mother,” Zazel says ominously and the guard opens the door to the cell and stands outside of it.
“Did you not hear a word I said?” Agiel says to his sister. “You’ve completely undercut my fierceness, I hate when you do that. Now I’m going to have to kill someone here to maintain my image. Sorry guard, we are not interested in talking to whoever these frauds masquerading as our mothers are.”
Zazel steps out of the cell behind the guard.
“Get back in here, now!” Agiel insists. “I spoke for us and we are not interested in these games. We demand immediate release…”
“Just take me then,” Zazel says to the guard, but she looks at Zazel. She closes the door of the cell.
“Don’t you dare leave me in this cage like some pitiful Earther!” Agiel yells and the guard quickly opens it.
“Right this way,” the guard says and leads them down a long hallway.
Zazel notices that there are no other cell doors in the hallway and that they are walking up an incline. The hallway is dim, but not dark, and there appears to be a light in the distance, at the presumed end of the hallway.
“Are you really interested in talking to our supposed mothers?” Agiel asks, but he is not really interested in a response. He seems to be nervous, but Agiel doesn’t believe in showing weakness in the presence of anyone other than his sister, so he seems very self assured even if Zazel knows that he is nervous. “This is a tactic, right? You’re formulating a plan to free us from whatever prison these coward druggers have brought us to? You hear that, guard? My sister is very good at snapping necks and disemboweling, just as good as she is at escaping being locked up. So I hope you’re ready to have your guts ripped out while we slip out of this place. Oh my, do you guys smell that? Is that shit? Are you keeping us in a tunnel of shit! Zazel, kill these people before I do. How dare they keep us down here in their sewers! That is where we are, right? Answer me guard!”
They arrive at the lighted end of the hallway that is like a doorway that they pass though. They emerge in what seems to be a park with lush foliage and the sounds of wildlife all around them.
“The sewer was located below the hallway we took,” the guard explains to Zazel because he is fully convinced of everything Agiel had been ranting about and he hopes to prevent Zazel from becoming angry with him. “There is a spot where the smell is unbearable, but we did not keep you all in the sewers. That was the most secure location on Bromeran. We chose it for your….”
“Where are we now?” Zazel interrupts. A sun is shining down on them, but she isn’t familiar enough with the landscape of Bromeran to have any idea where they are and she can’t use astrological markers here like she could on Endla or Wiis.
“We are in the great forest of Bromeran,” the guard says. “Your mothers will meet us here.”
“Is this really happening?” Agiel drones on. He knows that they are really on Bromeran now that they are in nature. He recognizes the smell of the grasses and there are two moons visible from the surface of Bromeran even in the daylight hours. “If you brought us here for nothing, Zazel won’t be the only one snapping necks. I will pull out your guts and strangle you with them!”
“That one must be yours,” Zazel hears and she, Agiel, and the guard look up at the two women descending to the ground through the foliage. The one who speaks has golden brown wings, skin and hair, and her companion has similar features that are almost black. They land in the grass and stand about a head taller than Zazel and Agiel who stand shoulder to shoulder.
“The whiny one screaming threats is mine?” the dark woman says. “This stoic one with the murder glare seems more like me.”
“Yeah, but, he has a mouth like you,” the golden woman says. “You must be Agiel. This is your mother, Pultine. Zazel, I am your mother, Tracia…”
Before the golden woman can finish, Zazel grabs her neck with one hand. Her strong fingers seem to wrap all around the woman’s neck and Zazel squeezes so hard that she seems to shake. The golden woman gags and claws at Zazel’s hand with her own. The dark woman watches silently as Agiel smirks at the guard.
“I told you she snaps neck,” Agiel says.
“You view us as your enemy,” the dark woman says calmly. “Don’t. We love you and we have proof that you have both been lied to on Endla. You don’t belong with the Aerphim, you belong with the mmoatia.”
Zazel felt the neck in her grip snap and she let the golden body collapse to the ground in front of her.
“You better tell this guard to escort us home,” Agiel says, “or that’s going to be you.”
“You would let your sister destroy your mother?” the dark woman asks.
“I have no mother,” Agiel says as Zazel grabs the dark woman and squeezes her neck until she goes limp in her hand. The dark body collapses on top of the golden one.
“What I tell you?” Agiel says to the guard. “So where’s our ride home? Do you need to go pack some of that fish to go, or what’s up with that?”
The guard is afraid as Zazel faces them, but he doesn’t attempt to flee.
“I have killed our mothers,” Zazel says. “There is no other business for us here. Take us home or your neck will be next.”
“I’m sorry,” the guard says. “But I can’t let you go. Do your worst “
“Great,” Agiel says with annoyance. “At least point me to the fish, I’m still hungry.”
Game Move:
GM: It’s seems that you have done it. Your mothers are in piles on the floor.
Zazel: Get on with it, before I lay you down next to them.
GM: Very well. What would you like to do now?
Zazel: I want to torture this guard until he tells us how to get back to Endla.
GM: I won’t delay you, Zazel. Roll 2d10 for a combined score of 60 to torture the guard for info on how to get back to Endla.
Tune in next week to see if Zazel continues choking bitches out. And was that Pultine and Tracia? There wasn’t a whole lot of fanfare for their deaths.
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