Nerds_feather
Purveyor of Nerdliness
From a WIP I've got going, a sort of "fantasy noir" piece. Any advice appreciated!
After Sister Threxes left, I told Feris to close up and go home for the day. I took a healthy pull of the wineskin and put my leathers on—the kind that could take a cut for you here and there.
Before leaving I made sure to hide a dirk in the special fold I’d sown into the jacket. After all, the law said you could carry a long sword, but not anything that might actually be of use in the tight alleys and quays of Portside. I guess I could see the sense in that, provided the guards turned a blind eye when professionals took precautions. And they did, most of the time. But that was only because, nine times out of ten, we didn’t draw.
Thing was, I had a bad feeling tonight might be number ten.
After Sister Threxes left, I told Feris to close up and go home for the day. I took a healthy pull of the wineskin and put my leathers on—the kind that could take a cut for you here and there.
Before leaving I made sure to hide a dirk in the special fold I’d sown into the jacket. After all, the law said you could carry a long sword, but not anything that might actually be of use in the tight alleys and quays of Portside. I guess I could see the sense in that, provided the guards turned a blind eye when professionals took precautions. And they did, most of the time. But that was only because, nine times out of ten, we didn’t draw.
Thing was, I had a bad feeling tonight might be number ten.