Appleberry's Secrets

Chapter 3: Thieves Of Dravel

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arrator: Appleberry walks up to the door of the tavern which was heavily guarded by the eyes of the snitching Zeffers that stood across the street acting as if they were playing a game of Wabash, the festive game of those born to a life of shame. AB made his way up to the counter, sat down and ordered a drink. He then turned around on his barstool and scanned the room. He saw nothing of importance. No one in the room looks familiar.

{The bartender returns with Apple berry's drink}.

Bartender: "That will be five Iiegos."

AB: "Five Iiegos for one, are you insane?"

Bartender: "Ha-aa-ayy, it's the price. So do you want it or not?"

Narrator: Appleberry nods and then pays for his drink. While Appleberry was sipping on his first drink in some years, he couldn't help but admire the sharp and crisp richness of the beverage he'd selected.

AB: "Damn, can never forget the delight of greatness. It sometimes reminds me the souls of those daily blinded and twisted, so let this be the last for I've spared on more."

Narrator: AB turned to ask the bartender the name of his drink. Just before he could get a word out, he started hearing a voice the sounded a familiar. He turned in the direction the voice was coming from and listened intensely.

AB: That voice, I know that I've heard it before. It's, [scratching his head looking down] It's Pjiz. He was a silvering tongue no good cowardly rascal. What the hell is he doing in Snitchvilla?

Narrator: AB gets up and locates the table that Pjiz was sitting at. Pjiz and his posse were posted at the left corner near the side exit. There were about six Zeffers total in their cipher. Appleberry recalled certain aspect of Pjiz's being. He was a liar. Pjizs was the type of zeffer that would lie before he opens his mouth and says a word. He would give you a look that says it all. Then you knew he was going to lie about something.

AB knew that talking to Pjiz would certainly be a waste of time. How could he ever believe the words of a thieving liar like Pjiz? Nor could AB pass up the opportunity to see how much respect he still carried in the mist amongst the regional thieves and peddlers.

[AB approaching Pjiz's table]

AB: "All the thieves of Dravel gathered in Snitchvilla. What a night some poor Zeffer is going to have. Let me guess; you came here to gather information from the Snitches? Then you go wherever you hear there's a score and do what thieves of your caliber do. Then you come back here and split the riches with these fucking pleasantly bastards. All the while some poor smuck is out enjoying life, never suspecting that when he returns everything that was valuable to him would be gone. What a world, snitches and thieves working together. What a disgrace to everybody."

Pjiz: "Yes I agree, Appleberry. What a disgrace to everybody. Here we have what used to be one of the most respected and decorated cops that I have ever seen in my life. Yet, the truths of your past unknown would probably be enough now to make even you shit your pants, Appleberry. What a pathetic life you must live nowadays, say, Appleberry? Do you feel their frustrations as they lift their spirits to All Mighty Koan when you walk by because they hate you so or do you feel their passion as the rage within them grows and grows because they want to kill you so? You have felt it, haven't you, Appleberry? That eerie feeling. Yeah, that one you're feeling it right now. You were once Legendary and brave, but now you're only sorrow and guilty." [Louder] "The same ones that beloved you, they scorn you now Mighty Appleberry! Can you feel that?" [softer] "That's the feeling I'm talking about? It's disgraceful isn't it?"