Tag: corruption x 2

The fatigue lay thick in her head. It felt as if her brain had been wrapped in cotton swaddling and could no longer fit in her skull without pressing tightly against the bone. It wasn’t pain, not exactly, but it was a distraction and distractions were never good during a game. At the conclusion of the hand she rose from the table and slipped through the gap in the heavy skins.

The chill air outside was a both a physical shock and a visceral pleasure after the stuffy heat of the tent. She inhaled deeply through a wide smile and swung her arms in a few energetic circles, earning herself a sharp look from Gearjammer’s Orcish bodyguard. She nodded at him politely.

“Good afternoon, Mondo.”

“Miss Georgi.” Losing interest,...

Drugs only keep the urges numbed - quiet, and well-behaved. But it grows more and more - like treating hunger with handfuls of candy...it's instant gratification, but it doesn't do much for your actual hunger. Eventually the taste of sugar makes you recoil, and all you can think about is the meal you've been putting off.

That's what it's like on a daily basis - a pervasive itch I can't reach - though it used to be drugs, before I was corrupted. I was addicted to mana, and I thought that was bad. And it is - I'll never say it isn't. But that's a thing one can have treated, and overcome with time and effort. Now? Am I more demon than elf? I don't know anymore, but I know what demons feed on. I know what they want, more than anything. I...