Prompt: “He didn’t want to be used.”
Valmong was perfectly content living on his own, moving about the world with only the responsibilities he put on himself. It was better this way, he told himself. Not that anyone ever sought him out for more than his skills, anyway. No one was tripping over themselves to befriend him.
Sure, some were more enlightened than others, wouldn’t mind that he’s a tiefling, but Valmong had been scorned enough times as a child that he long ago stopped trying. But now, with his clothes approaching threadbare conditions, he didn’t have a choice but to make his way toward Swynton.
Ugh. That damned place. Why didn’t I plan this better?
“If it makes you feel better, your planning had nothing to do with it.” The soft words overtook his senses, and he froze. It wasn’t often the god reached out to him, but Tenebrin’s voice was unmistakable.
“What do you want?” Most people would think it a blessing to have a god watch over you, but Valmong had always considered Tenebrin’s voice more of a burden than anything else.
“Is that any way to greet your patron?”
Annoyed, Valmong simply bowed, head low. “How may I be of service?”
“Much better.” He could hear the approval in Tenebrin’s voice. “There’s a bard – my sister’s, actually – in need of assistance. I’d like you to retrieve her for us.”
He didn’t want to be used, but bit back his retort. Testing the god of strategy wasn’t wise. Instead, he responded, “As you wish.”
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As always, think happy thoughts 🙂