Steve's Log 55

“[On Female Attraction to Men in Uniform] That male military persona feeds a subconscious, passive-aggressive female desire to dominate the warrior as he is perceived an iconic example of masculinity (particularly amongst traditionally warlike cultures). The damsel in distress theme always struck me as embodying this: the hapless, innocently beautiful woman unwittingly enraptures the heroic male so completely that he would risk all to submit to her at his own peril, and quite in spite of it.”
~Tiffany Madison

Shaadazar is a great city and one that I could enjoy living in for a while. In preparation for our trip to Yezud we went to the temple of Zath and participated in the worship ritual. The best part of the ritual was something Hyboria seems ripe with, Dancing girls. These girls only wore black beads and they put on write a show. I almost forgot why I was there. When we got to the point of singing the songs of worship I mouthed the words but had no real idea what I was saying. Following the rites I spoke with the dancing girls when they came for collections and learned of a caravan of pilgrims heading to Zath.

We set out with the pilgrims the following day. The guys let me speak and I convinced them that we were new converts. Thank the gods that I read that religious text I took from Yara’s tower. It was dedicated towards the worship of Zath and gave me some insights into what to say. The journey was relatively uneventful and in a few days we made it Yezud.

Our first night in town I got drawn into a conversation about the pros and cons of different types of ritual sacrifice. I spoke my piece trying to sound like I knew what I was talking about when I was challenged to demonstrate on a slave. I looked around for Pete and the Professor, hoping they would save me by calling me away. Instead I discovered they had left me alone. I of course took up the challenge and killed the child cleanly, removing her heart. I tucked it away in under my robes for later use. The priest of Shub Niggarath was impressed and offered me a job as executioner. I took the work without really thinking only to discover that the person to be killed was our old traveling companion, Idra.

I returned to my room with plans to meet the priest at sunrise for the execution ceremony. When I told my friends they immediately wanted to go to the rescue. I suggested waiting until the ceremony was underway. This way I would be next to the priest and be most able to take him out before he could use magic. The guys are idiots and decided to go right now. I chose to sit it out. They left to do their business and I got out my book to read.

I was reading to Zeus and Apollo and Apollo was being quite vocal in his like of the material. I am not sure if Apollo is actually able to talk or not but lately he has been talking to me in Zamoran. I am concerned that I may be going insane. Pete came in with his bow and went to the window. I asked what he was doing and he said, “rescuing Idra”. I got up and headed for the door with the dogs in tow. I wanted no part of this. I took a job and couldn’t be involved.

The dogs an I made it down stairs when a man came in and was running right at me with sword in hand. I loosed the dogs on him. Zeus was stabbed and Apollo killed the man by ripping out his throat. I grabbed the wounded dog and ran for my room to work on him. To make this long story short, the guys saved the girl, I saved the dog, and in the end was paid by the sorcerer for my time when I showed up the next day for the execution.

When I got back to my room I and the dogs hopped into bed and I noticed Idra was laid out naked on the other bed. I then looked around the room and saw Pete asleep on the floor in one corner while The Professor and Ming were fucking like bunny rabbits. At one point The Professor had her bent over the bed Idra’s unconscious body was on as he pounded her from behind. I wonder if he got some kind of sexual cybernetics put in because the little kung fu princess was whimpering like a chipmunk. It was rather arousing just listening to her squeaky little noises. The whole time I could hear the beds pounding in the next room and wondered how Corey would take all of this when he found out.

The next morning the guys decided to kill the sorcerer. I am so conflicted by it all. Well we are now in the noble section preparing to enter the temple. Why do I feel like something is very wrong?



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