Gorak's Deliverance

Abraxian Desert Court Hall, Southern Lunica

Gorak Spartacus, mage, villan, Immortal, entrapaneur. He stood silently in the low box, looking up at the many High Lunicians above him. For once the court was silent, and every eye in the audience was staring at his face. An eerie whistling blew through the seats, and a breeze bristled through the floorboards. He was standing on the dusty ground of the desert terrain, his feet bare and bleeding. Draped across his left shoulder, only just covering his privys, was a scarlet red robe. The edges were tattered and ripped, and the back was severely burned. A man in a bland shirt,pantaloons and a powdered wig stood in the highest box and shouted out what seemed to be a list of crimes.

"YOU, GORAK IGNATIO JOHN SPARTACUS, HAVE BEEN CONVICTED THE IMMORTAL COURT TODAY FOR A TOTAL OF 52 CRIMES, OF EIGHT DISTINCT BREAKS IN IMMORTAL LAW. YOUR CRIMES ARE AS FOLLOWED: FIRST DEGREE MURDER OF AN IMMORTAL, INTERFERANCE WITH GIELINORIAN FOLKLORE, FALSIFYING DIVINITY, FRAUD FOR AN ESTIMATED TWO-BILLION GOLD COINS, ABUSE OF ABILITIES, BEING DRUNK WHILE TELEPORTING AND INTERFERING WITH THE LAWS OF NATURE. FOR THESE CRIMES WE HAVE GIVEN AN ESTIMATED PRISON TIME WITHIN THE NORTHERN HARBENDHARJH JAIL FOR 1000 YEARS. HOWEVER, ON REQUEST FROM AN ANONYMOUS SORCE, THIS HAS BEEN REDUCED TO 50 YEARS AND AN UN-SEEN TASK. DOES THE DEFENDANT HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY?"

"I don't have John in my name, it's just "Gorak Horatio Spartacus". And may I also see my father? I was told he would be here today." he said. A man in Immortal robes stood up in one of the lower robes. He had an awkward smile on his face, and was holding a long staff.

"I am here, my son. I am not proud of you, but I still love you none-the-less. I still know not why you refuse to take my name at least within yours. You are a Helllenius!"

"No father, I am not. I am the son of a human, a human who cared for me, who stayed by me. Not like you. You faked suicide, you killed my mother!"

"SILENCE! THIS IS A FORMAL HEARING, AND I WILL NOT HAVE FAMILY RELATIONS DISCUSSED HERE! AT LEAST NOT UNTIL TUESDAY!" the judge shouted from his podium. There was chattering in the crowds, with several oddly-dressed barristers shouting out curses.

"YOU ARE AN ABOMINATION TO OUR RACE!"

"IF I WAS INSANE I WOULD THROW MY UNDERWEAR AT YOU!"

"YOU'VE EATEN MY CAT!"

"SILENCE! THIS IS MY COURTROOM!" the judge belowed. Everyone in the room went silent.