Mild Corruption Part V
Fairly short part but I’m clearing out the Mild Corruption backlog, we’re still in stuff I wrote 7+ years ago.
Part V, The healing
The healer, who’s name was Piers, looked more than slightly startled to see a figure dressed in black and Fron, whom he knew from various dealings before, carry in the limp body of a boy. Fron laid the boy down gently on a table in the middle of the room.
“Take a look at him can you Piers, I think we have little time.”
Piers came over to take a look without asking any silly questions about how it happened. Those could come later.
Piers winced when he saw the angle that the boy’s arm was at. He would have to set that as soon as possible. He glanced over at Fron and the figure in black.
“You’d best wait out side, I can deal with this I think. At the moment you’re just underfoot.”
Fron nodded and left with the figure in black. Talking to him quietly as they exited the door.
Piers turned back to the limp body of the boy in front of him and grimly sets about his task. To try and save this boys life, and to make sure that his broken arm can work as normal once it has healed.
Outside Fron suggested to the figure in black that they go to a tavern to discuss.
“What is your name, if you don’t mind me asking?”
The figure in black smiled briefly.
“My real name is of no concern to you, however I am known to most as Spider. I was given the name by the people I stole from because of the walls I had to climb to get to their valuables.”
Fron chuckled and led the way to a tavern tap room that was nearby. They walk inside and find a table, ordering two ales. Fron turned to Spider. “So what plans do you have for Nicolayuth?”
Back in the healers home Piers wipes sweat off his brow as he finishes setting the broken bone in the boys arm. He started to examine the boy for any more apparent injuries besides concussion and bruises.
“So, you want to make Nicolayuth into what you are? A man without any moral principles, not even those of a thief. You want to train him to kill mercilessly and get paid for it.”
“Yes” Spider answered quietly.
Fron shook his head in amazement. The man in front of him had admitted, over the last few hours as they drank ale, to be the most corrupt man Fron had ever met of, or heard for that matter.
“Well at least he’ll live longer with you, won’t he?”
“If he pays attention he will.”
“Lets go see how Piers is doing then shall we?”
Spider nodded, got up and walked out to return to the healers home, closely followed by Fron.
