Session 6: Lazarus
“So there I was,” he paused and took a sip on the tea. He winced slightly, the hint of citrus-flavouring seeming to have accumulated in that one taste. Putting the cup down again, he tried to refocus, “There I was,” he repeated, pausing, looking around at his audience as he allowed the mood to seep from his story into the real world, “naught but a knife in hand with a daemon to my front and a daemon spawn to my flank!”
Thirty pairs of saucer sized eyes looked back at him, “What did you do!?” came a voice
“Well,” chuckled the preacher, “What could I do? The Emperor would never have forgiven me to suffer those abominations to live! I charged the daemon!” He boasted, nodding his head as though to confirm his words were accurate.
A shocked gasp came up from the crowd, “Weren’t you scared??”