New Friends...Sort Of

Heh, well, maybe I can't get Atticus to post but I got someone to post. He's a little &$^# named Ivan, I had to post for him actually, he's over in the other blog though. I'm not sure what Carlos sees in that kid, no backbone at all, but then Carlos is an idiot so I guess I can't expect too much more. I read the punk's post on the good guy's blog. It's not like I care what Carlos does with his time, but seriously, I can't believe he took this kid on as an apprentice. I think I need to have a talk with him about the wisdom of his decisions. This kid sounds like a little too much of a straight arrow, trying to use magic to help people. Magic isn't for helping people, it's for making them obey you. Carlos says the kids pretty good, but I'm not seeing much with any kind of value here.
Maybe there's a way to find out...

Wanted: One Illegitimate Son To Mock As He Burns In Hell For Eternity

So, we're supposed to be introducing ourselves here, I had a few choice words about that but Atticus told me I have to. He'll be here soon enough so I'll let him introduce himself. I'm currently living near Amherst, Va, up in the mountains and I'm looking for two things.

Number One is my traitorous, hell-bound, little, mongrel, wretch of a son Ithiel, may eternal pain fill his days and untold horrors haunt his nights until I kill him after which he can burn in the fires of hell for eternity while I laugh. His name is Ithiel Ghall, mine is Finnias by the way, and if you know anything about him then post a comment, I'll come take him off your hands faster than you can blink.

Number Two is a little amulet, it's old, shaped like the head of the Egyptian god Set, and has an inscription written in hieroglyphics. I've been able to track it to somewhere in Southwestern Virginia or Northern North Carolina in about 1710, after that I'm not sure where it went. It might still be here, it's called, surprisingly enough, The Ankh of Set. Although it's not actually an Ankh so, I'm not sure why.

That being said, if any of you can give me information about either of these there will be a reward, I promise, it will be amazing.

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Ok, I lied about that. I'm just not gonna kill you, which really should be a reward in and of itself, I mean, you get to live.

So, a little bit about me, I like power and I kill people that get in my way, I died a really long time ago and a year later wiped the floor with most of Spain. I don't sound like a man out of my time even though I am, why? Because I love change, I live for change, hell I've got an I-Touch. I do my best to keep up with the times, though I do like to hold on to some older words, like wicked, wicked was an awesome expletive. I don't know why it disappeared, especially since you people replaced it with phat. Someone please explain to me how phat is better than wicked in any conceivable way.

No, scratch that, I don't fell like wading through a thousand emails filled with horse crap. Don't try to explain it to me, it is inexplicable.

Now most people will tell you that evil people always see themselves as being 'good' or 'doing what's necessary' but that's a load of bull. I'm evil and I know it, I love being evil, by Wodan's blackened bier of skulls I'll give the devil himself a run for his money. You see, being evil is just more fun, and I love fun. Power is fun, killing is fun, doing whatever I want, whenever I want is fun. So yeah, you can call me childish if you want, but I get to enjoy to rest of eternity doing what I love to do and you, you get to die, alone, in a nursing home because none of your children love you.
Which of us do you think is better off?

Is that enough or do you want to know more?

Seriously, frikkin people always wasting my time, I have better things to do.