Post by brentjoyce on Sept 26, 2014 19:08:18 GMT -8
He walked into the pub. It was dimly lit, dark and the corners could have been the abyss and no one in the pub would have cared. People hunched over the tables and the counter top, lingering over their ales and spirits darkness and dispair in their eyes. As he stepped into candle light and a few of the patrons noticed his existence he tried his hardest to blend back into the darkness. The room was foreboding, evil. It was the pit that humans went to languish and devolve. As he moved closer to the counter he was able to secure himself a seat. A few seats to his left and right where open.
"What would be your sin tonight?"
The bartender seemed to know why people came to this shithole, it was quite obvious a quick look around the pub would tell who the clientele was.
"I just want an ale, what ever the cheapest is."
He said with a low grumble. It had been far to long since he spoke. Ages felt like they passed since his mouth was opened. Far to long it has been. The monster in him followed this though, he didn't want ale. There was more that he wanted, more that he longed for.
But,
What was it?
What was it he longed for?
"What would be your sin tonight?"
The bartender seemed to know why people came to this shithole, it was quite obvious a quick look around the pub would tell who the clientele was.
"I just want an ale, what ever the cheapest is."
He said with a low grumble. It had been far to long since he spoke. Ages felt like they passed since his mouth was opened. Far to long it has been. The monster in him followed this though, he didn't want ale. There was more that he wanted, more that he longed for.
But,
What was it?
What was it he longed for?