Honor Among Thieves: "Exploring The City of Endorr" [FOUR]
What transformations so stir our inner hearts?
What is it that allows good and evil to exist?
Are we engaged in a grand game not of our choosing; forever to play, forever to be played, by the dictates of The Gods?
Were we not promised free will? Or are we bound to live freely in the confines of a seductive fire? And what is it about the fire? So calm and peaceful, yet filled with destructive power inside.
Fire hides things, just like people do.
Sometimes to feel the warmth, we must get close.
Sometimes to grasp the truth, we must get burnt.
"So that's your life over, huh?"
- Shung-Fan
These stirrings in Shung's heart gave him cause to pause before Havikaar's door...
A friendly smile, some small talk and permission to browse slowed Shung's heart-stirs to a murmur. Conquering questions are best left to those with ample time, a good accented armchair, a warm study and hearty meals. Here Shung has neither. He only has books...
All this history pontificated for the pusuit of logic, reason and truth... and still Man's heart stirs...
"This Cave of Songs place sounds like a shit hole!"
- Shung-fan
Remembering the task at hand, Shung tries his luck over at the "Tavern Under The Grinning Gargoyle" where his target was supposed to be.
Walking up to the friendliest drinker (with trousers), Shung intended on becoming part of the furniture by out-drinking all drinkers, starting with this friendly fella.
If it wasn't for the sudden, almost imperceptible, head turn and the impatience oozing off his demeanour, Shung would have missed this cloaked man entirely.
But there without a shadow of a doubt, this cloaked man had the goods...
...in someone else's pocket.
And just like that...a man was forgotten...
...and payment was sought in the pit of fire.
Hand still stinging from his conflict with Derent and a head full of quarrel, it was all Shung could do to accept this moment fully without resistance.
Perhaps we truly learn to recognize ourselves with eyes of disgust? Anger, agony and anguish do reveal the natures of Man...
or even women...
