In my short career as a guard, I have worked for a number of people. First was lord bafford, then I was fired for not protecting his precious scepter. Then I was hired by Ramirez, and was fired when the thief, um what was his name, oh yes Garrett, robbed him blind. I hope he rots in Cragscleft. Then finally Constantine said he needed my assistance in his insane house. Man, I'm afraid to admit it but I frequently got lost in those hallways. How Garrett got through it is beyond me. After the demise of the Trickster, I started to go to the Grieving Burrick every day. This was a pretty classy place, but that was during the day. I always go between 6 p.m. and 12 a.m. and often spend a night or two there. After a while it became routine. I walked in at seven on some idle Tuesday and sat at my usual table to see a not folded on it. I opened it and it read:
I had heard of this Nightfall guy. A collector of unique things. His prizes include: Bafford's scepter, the Horn of Quintus, the First Hammer, Yora's skull and Murus's rosary, among other things. Guarding his manor would be like guarding Constantine's. I don't exactly need the money, but I like adventures.
It's 2 and he's still not here. I paid the barkeep and was about to leave when I was confronted by a dark, mysterious hooded figure. I assumed it was Nightfall.
"You're late," I said, under my breath.
Nightfall's manor is more of a museum than a house. Upon entering I noticed the missing items Nightfall was talking about. I recognized some of the objects, but most remained a mystery. Nightfall was out and I was alone. For the first two hours nothing happened, but then I saw something in the shadows. I ran to the alarm button and waited for someone else to come. Suddenly, I was hit from behind.
I woke up in the care of a Hammer preist. I tried to speak but was in too
After I recovered from my injuries, the Hammers told me to go to the main
Hammer's office. In my long journey, I noticed all the Hammer shaped windows
and pictures depicting a Hammer fighting one of the Trickster's minions. I
arrived at the office of the High preist. I walked in and saw a large desk,
carpeted floor, wardrobe, etc.
With that he gave me my uniform and hammer.
I never thought he would be rescued. I thought I hit him hard enough. I
thought he was dead. But I was wrong.
Although we were never allowed to speak of him, I was intrigued by this
Garrett person. He had both robbed and helped us. He destroyed the
Trickster and then disappeared. I have a feeling he'll be back.
"BUILDER GURG ME!"
This story is in no way associated with Correspondence of Thieves. The use of the Digital Nightfall character was authorized by Dan Todd. The use of the Ghost character was authorized by Obi-Ghost. If you like this story, send your opinions to GarrettTDP@aol.com Thanx.
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