Friday 3 August 2012

The First Book of Nephi: Chapter 4

So the angel has told them that, despite their less-than-wonderful success rate of obtaining these plates so far, they have to try again. God sez. 

Nephi tells his brothers that the king's armies of tens of thousands of men are no big deal, they've got God on their side. I mean, you just saw an angel, how much more proof do you need? (clearly not just some passer by that saw a young lad being beaten with a stick for what he thinks is probably because some other lad nicked their toy and baby bro has failed to get it back.)

The brothers still grumbled about it, but followed him back to the city. Neph went towards the Kings place and found someone silly drunk on the floor - the king! He nabbed the king's sword (a sensible move. Saves a drunk man with a large knife waking up and finding the little git that caused so much trouble standing over him) and finds it to be a nice one made of steel.

God told him to kill the king.

Nephi couldn't.

God pointed out that, dude, the guy is wasted, and just LAID there. He'd kill you if the tables were turned. Kill him. I even gave you the weapon for Me's sake.

Nephi thought about it. It says in Moses' law not to kill. But Moses' law is on the plates. And to rescue the plates, he needed to kill this dude. Hmmm.

So he grabbed the Kings hair and chopped off his head with his own sword, then nicked his clothes and armour, before marching off to the treasury and doing a pretty good impression of the King. It must have been halfway decent, as he fooled the slave looking after the treasure, demanding that the plates are handed over and then to come to the city walls - where he then scared the crap out of his brothers, whom also thought he was the king!

The servant realised when the brothers came back that this dude was an imposter and tried to run off. Nephi grabbed hold of him and told him that, essentially, he's gotta go with them or die. But don't worry. If you're coming with us, God will look after you and you'll always have a place with us. So the poor guy didn't really get much choice in the matter. But hey, he was already a slave I guess.

So, having kidnapped the dude, they cleared off sharpish back into the wilderness before the Jews realised what had gone on.

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