chapter 2

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"Amos, AMOS! Get up you lazy..."
I groaned as my older brother, Iago tried to shake me awake. He let off a string of, /creative/ curses.


Finding that no words could rouse me, he decided a swift kick would.
"Aghk!" I shrieked, bolting up for the second time in 7 hours.
"I'm off to the Bradford's Inn, " Iago said, oblivious to my cry, "try not too..." When his poorly sized brain failed to find a good threat he settled on a gruff, "Don't do anything stupid," and left.

I sighed, alone at last.


Sorry it was so short, just wanted to flesh out Iago's character a little.


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