From 3b480128072456cebf686e100a97e277c71e961e Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Sarah Duck Date: Tue, 28 Oct 2025 16:44:01 -0700 Subject: More of chapter 2 zamiiir --- Zamir/2FinnTheHalfling.md | 10 +++++++++- 1 file changed, 9 insertions(+), 1 deletion(-) (limited to 'Zamir') diff --git a/Zamir/2FinnTheHalfling.md b/Zamir/2FinnTheHalfling.md index 0c6c858..d91d5a1 100644 --- a/Zamir/2FinnTheHalfling.md +++ b/Zamir/2FinnTheHalfling.md @@ -16,4 +16,12 @@ Most would detect the fear underneath the facade, but Zamir is built different. - Zamir says some blunt stuff that could probably be misconstrued as a threat. --> -The concert truly was grand, in the moment Zamir had no regrets. But after? Being homeless in a city of foul smelling humanoids was eating at their resolve. Zamir missed their bed, their scale polish, their servants... At least the rodents were numerous, plenty to eat. \ No newline at end of file +The concert truly was grand, in the moment Zamir had no regrets. But after? Being homeless in a city of foul smelling humanoids was eating at their resolve. Zamir missed their bed, their scale polish, their servants... At least the rodents were numerous, plenty to eat. + +So, what now? This wasn't a sustainable lifestyle. Their ambition couldn't be satiated as a member of the audience; they want to be on stage! But their illusions just barely function, how could they possibly do anything without revealing the monster underneath? Zamir was at an impasse. + +The disguised Yuan-Ti was deep in thought while navigating the alleyways, failing to perceive the dwarven man casually approaching from behind. He bumps into Zamir and deftly slips a hand into their non-existent pocket. All the dwarf feels is smooth scales as the illusion shatters. + +"Pardon me-" He starts to say, but then freezes in place. Zamir wheels around and is met by a rapidly paling terrified gape. Zamir can only stare wide eyed as they try to think of something to do. + +They've been caught, but there's only one witness. Should they kill this man? That's what Mother would suggest. But the thought of doing something like that makes Zamir wince, that's new. \ No newline at end of file -- cgit