Verse XIII: Only the faithless fear death
When the law fails you, take the law into your own hands. When you need money, bloody your hand for those with coin but not enough guts to do it themselves. The philosophy of the bounty hunter, the driving mantra. Anything that doesn't add to the job, that doesn't make him better at killing, is a detriment to Nesdin. He pushed it down. But in the cursed hamlet he has bunked down in for the foreseeable future, surrounded by those of weaker will and lesser stock who share their woes without thought, things begin to dreg up.
(im REALLY bad at summaries ghfhd its abt a bounty hunter who hasnt felt an emotion in 85 years learning that its like. actually normal to be bothered by things and how to healthily deal w his suppressed shit. theres also a cute dog+bonding over corruption in the law)
20 Mar 2018
If there's good grog to go around and duels to watch, Mordor is a bearable sort of place. Or so goes the philosophy of Zâthra the Literate, Seregost captain and the (self proclaimed) single sane Uruk of the lands. If you keep your head down and your outpost well guarded, trouble can't come barking up your door. Unless, Zâthra finds, it is invited in by your Overlord.
But worst of all was the other Captains. He has to put up with their shrakh, getting pulled into it too much for his liking just because he ran an outpost of his own. Zâthra had a working theory that as soon as any Uruk got a seat as Captain, they lose whatever smarts might’ve been rattling around in their brains and gets them replaced with the belief that they were untouchable.