Risen Short Story #11

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Written by BuckGB on October 6th, 2009

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The lanky man was already waiting for him on the corner as he came strolling with a sack over his shoulders.

(Do you have a hoe with you, or better a shovel?(, he asked impatiently.

(Sure, exactly as you assigned me to do. A good shovel, direct from the camp on the harbour.( He proudly pulled out the shovel.

(From the camp on the harbour? Has Carasco recently been giving out something from the camp of the Inquisition?(

(Nope, I simply arranged it myself(, his sidekick grinned at him and scratched at his scrubby chin, relaxed.

(You got a shadow? If the White Robes were to catch us with the shovel, there'd be trouble(, the lanky man angrily growled.

(There'd be that anyway, if they capture us outside of the city(, his colleague calmly waved off. (With or without their shovel. Do you have the treasure map?(

(Sure! And did you grease the watch, so that we can come out of the city?(

(Course(, came the immediate reply.

(Be careful, the treasure is located near a grave. Something undead might also be haunting there. It's gotta be a bright, grassless spot, that's where we should dig to find something.(

(Says who?(

(The old geezer, who I recently filled with rum in the Laughing Gyrger.(

(And what is there to find?(

(What do I know? Any old stuff even. Something to fence. Delgado will take almost anything.(

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