Aventures on Darmus

Valdimer:


"Yea, I'm sure some of us are at least." Valdimer says, returning the wink to cervantes. As Simon, the hearty bartender presses the first of many ales into Valdimer's hands, he turns and says to Muffin "Don't mind him. He just hasn't gotten his start on the day yet, and by that I mean women and booze."On a more serious note, I must agree with Cervantes here, what does bring your sister into a place like this?" val says, taking another sip of his ale.
 
Rocky nodded to Cervie. The woman was sleeping soundly. Rocky went downstairs and got a cup of coffee. He placed it under her nose.
"Mrs. Lady?" he whispered in her ear, "Mrs. Lady, it's time to get up."
She fluttered her eyes open, trying to understand what was going on.
"What are you doing here?" She was surprised.
"You were with my boss last night. He had some business to do right now, but he thinks you are a super gal, and when we stop in here again, he's sure to call upon you as soon as he can."
He had been through the drill of getting rid of women before.
"Oh, he wanted me to give you this," it was a small trinket that was supposed to be given to all of the Cervie women. Maybe just for Cervie to see which is fresh meat and which isn't, although his mind didn't contemplate on that any time soon.
"He did?" her eyes sparkled. Rocky nodded truthfully. It was what he was supposed to do.
"Where is he? I want to say goodbye."
Rocky furrowed his brow, "He's out getting a book, I don't know where he went exactly."
The woman got up, and then realized she was naked. Quickly she put on some clothes. Rocky straightened up the room, making sure everything was just the way it was before they had come in.
After that he made his way downstairs to see Cervie; the woman was right behind him. Cervie had found some friends, a mean looking man and a pretty woman. Cervie always found the pretty ladies and the ugliest guys, that was just his style.
The girl behind him pushed him aside, running towards Cervie. Rocky picked himself up from the ground, dusting himself off. He walked back over to Cervie, who had his arms full at the moment.
 
Valdimer:


Valdimer watched as the maiden, matted hair and all, practicly jumped into Cervante's arms, the young boy following close behind. "What's he, your cabin boy?" Val says, a slight smirk on his face.
 
Cervantes:

"Gah!" Cervantes was surprized to find the maiden from last night gloming onto him. She was saying noncence about love and marriage... "Whoa there lil lady, what was that?" Cervantes said incredulously as he tried to push the woman to arms length. Val made his quip and Cervantes turned to catch his eyes. "As a matter of fact... HE IS! ... He's also my wipping boy, my bitch boy and any other fucking boy you can think of, so... HANDS OFF THE CABIN BOY! He's mine... Not yours... MINE! got that?!" The woman in his arms was begining to cry over being spurned. Cervantes turned his attention back to her. "Oh... Don't cry babe... Its alright... You have my necklace after all... Just... Just lift it to the moon whenever you need me... An I'll show up..." HE caressed her shoulder somewhat posessively and laid a kiss upon her forehead. Then he gave her a chaste hug, grinning unrepentantly at Muffin as he did so.
 
Muffin's eyes kept getting wider and wider at this, this untoward display of affection by the barmaid on one of the men. She backed a step, shaking her head. What on earth was wrong with the woman, her expression clearly said.

"Hello, Valdimer. Um, hello." Muffin shook her head again. The woman was trying to worm her way inside of the strange man's shirt, explaining about a nice house by the beach with lots of little children all over the place. Ugh. What a nightmare. "I'm looking for my sister, Gwen. I just came from Pinon, up North, and one of the barkeeps up there saw my sister and mentioned that she's headed this way. She's under the influence of that horrible uncle of ours. He's crazy and is going to get her killed. For real this time. He sent her on this stupid treasure hunt and now she doesn't know... I have to find her and soon. Have you seen Gwen? Do you know where she went?"
 
Rocky sat down next to the bar, looking at his hands. He hated to interfere with business, Cervie never liked it when he interfered with business, especially since he knew so little about everything. He nodded towards the bartender, who looked like he had just gotten up himself.
"Do you have any breakfast foods?"
The guy nodded towards the back rack, "Ale, maybe something stronger."
Rocky made a face, "No, I mean like grool or eggs or something a little more non drunky."
"Non drunky?"
Rocky nodded seriously.
"Your stupid, you know that."
Rocky lowered his head to the ground. He knew it was true, but he still didn't like being called it. It hurt his feelings.
"Yeah," the big guy laughed heartily, "Here's some grool. Dig in, ... oh here's a spoon. This is what you eat it with."
The man walked into the back, laughing all the way.
 
Cervantes:

"That all sounds great my dear... Just let me go and build us a house and I'll get back to you... Okay?" Cervantes tried to sound serious. The woman seemed oblivious to his tone and took his words to heart. She stepped back and clapped her hands with glee. "Oh! Oh my dear sweet Cervantes! I love you so!!" She twittered. "Oh oh! We have to go tell my parents!!!" She nearly shrieked with excitement. Cervantes smiled slightly and nodded. "Tell you what my lady love, you go fetch your parents and I will go and fetch a priest to wed us this very moment!" He said, expertly imitating her sugared excitement. She nodded emphatically and without another thought, rushed out the door to get her parents.

Cervantes turned toward Muffin and Valdimer. "Right, your book... Your sister... ROCKY! FETCH THE HORSES!" He said to Val and Muffin in turn then cocked his head and shouted toward Rocky. "Lets be off, not a moment to waste I should say... Not a moment to waste..." Cervantes locked his eyes on the bars front door with a glint of nervousness in them.
 
Valdimer:


"Ugh...er....well....hehe....I guess we're off then!" Val said, looking quzziclly at the lady and cervantes tagg along. " My horse is all ready to go, and m'lady.....we'll help you find your sister." Val started behind cervantes, looking back to make sure the woman followed behind...........'Here we go.' he thought.
 
Muffin hiked up her skirts and chased after them. "But isn't your friend getting married?" she yelled.

Cervantes tossed a horrified look back at her and she assumed that the answer was no.

Rocky moved like greased lightning for a big guy. He beat them all to the horses and gave Cervantes a leg up. Muffin paused a moment, then whistled. A short legged horse that looked like the south end of a north bound dung wagon trotted around the corner. It showed her it's teeth and whinnied, sounding an awful lot like a laugh. Cervantes had already kicked his horse in motion and was heading south as fast as the beast could carry him.

"Dragon!" Muffin bellowed, "I don't have time for this!!!"

The horse flattened his ears and took his time meandering toward her. Muffin screeched in frustration and ran over to the recalicitrant animal and hopped on. She nudged him after Cervantes, who was fleeing for his very life, and Valdimer who seemed to be completely amused by it.

"CERVIE!!!!" A high pitched feminine squeal erupted from the bar, followed by the red-faced and highly irate barmaid.

Dragon knew what that meant, pissed off female, and he wanted nothing to do with it. Particularly when it could hit the high notes in that gawdawful shriek. He kicked it into high gear, passed Valdimer and started making headway on Cervantes' horse. The way he had it figured is that all he had to do was outrun the two men and he was safe from that female.
 
Valdimer:


"Marriage?!" With a somewhat quizicall look towards cervantes, Val says, as he hastely climbs ontop of his stallion. As quickly as Val can give his trusty steed a much needed kick to the sides, he sees a blur of a somewhat nasty looking horse, and the lady fly by. "What the fuck?" is all that really can be said. "Come on Cervantes!" Valdimer shouts behind him, "Or we'll leave you to her father!" Valdimer presses forward, toward the south city gates, into the early morning sun........
 
The watch standing evenly spaced on the city walls bellowed the length of it. "Close the gates!" "Close the gates!" "Close the gates!"

The cries of the watch were outrunning the horses.

Muffin and Dragon watched in horror as the gates began to swing shut. A gurgling cry came from Cervantes just ahead of them. He laid quirt to horse and his beast leaped forward, running for all it was worth. Muffin, determined not to be left behind, smacked Dragon on the ass. He flattened his ears and nearly came to a butt-in-the-air-head-down-Muffin-on-the-ground stop, but the thought of that screeching female decided him. He put everything he had into his legs, making them almost a blur. Valdimer followed suit, not about to be left behind. The barmaid might think he would make a good second choice in the upcoming nuptials.

Either they would make the gates or they would all bounce off of the heavy wood very painfully.
 
Rocky finally was able to get on his horse. He followed everyone else. They were all going fast, too fast. He was good enough for sprinting, but long wind, he had no clue how to make a horse go that fast. Everyone else was so far ahead of him.
"Go, guys, go," he called from the back. He could see them all making for the gate. It was closing, but with a little luck they could all make it.
He didn't have a chance.
The girl, whom he still had no clue what she was doing here, made it through. The guy Cervie was talking to also had no trouble getting past the closing gates. They were barely two horselength's across now. More and more people were getting behind the woman, running towards them. It looks like they didn't take running away from a webbing laying down.
Cervie was past the gate. He made it just in time, it closed with a loud bang. They placed a huge lock behind it.
Rocky stopped his horse. He looked at the entrance, which was now a huge wall, and then back at the group of people who were still running up as fast as they could.
"Think Rocky, think."
He could only think of one thing. Rocky stepped off his horse, taking out his bow. He cocked it back, sending an arrow into the gate. Then he did the same thing again, and again. He made a bunch of arrows, all leading up to the top.
Rocky looked back, they were almost on him. He quickly grabbd his knapsack, putting the bow around his shoulder. He leaped up to the second arrow, finding his footing on the first. He climbed as fast as he could, making his way to the top.
At the top he saw the other guys staring at him. He waved, smiling brightly. There was no way to get down though. Glancing back, he saw them aiming arrows. He didn't have time to find a good way down.
He just jumped.
 
Cervantes:

"Rocky!!!" Cervantes bellowed. He rained his horse in, wheeling it about, the beast neighed in protest, but Cervantes ignored the stress he was putting on the animal. All that mattered to him was the resque of his cabin boy. He had payed far too much for the fool, blood sweat and... And... Well, just you never mind!!! That FUCKER was his... And his alone... No one would EVER have Rocky as their cabin boy but him... No one would have him in any way, shape or form as long as Cervantes drew breath...

... Just you never mind... With a solid thud, Rocky found himself on the rump of Cervantes's steed. Cervie smiled to himself as Rocky looked about in shock, as if to say "Why am I still alive and not road paste?"

"Yah! Yah FUCKER YAH!!!" Cervantes barked with enthusiasm as the three horses alingned in a rhythmic gallop. Cervantes looked over to Muffin with a naughty wink and over to Val with a respectful nod.
 
Valdimer:

Wizzing past the gates, Val makes a quick look back, to see if Cervantes and his trusty cabin boy made it safely. As he looks on, Val sees Rockie give a last desperate look as the gates are shut before him. "DAMN!" Val shouts. "I didnt want to lose anyone!" "ROCKY!" Cervantes yells, almost passionately for the young lad. Cervantes, making a galliant charge for his friend, (though dont let Cervantes hear you say that ), Cervantes effortlessly catches the young boy,(who just made a desperate leap for freedom?) on the rear of his horse. "COME ON CERVIE!" Val screams. "IF WE MAKE IT TO THE FOREST, WE'LL BE SAFE, I KNOW OF A PLACE WHERE WE CAN BED DOWN FOR THE REST OF THE DAY!" Cervantes, Val, and Muffin, riding along side each other, make their desperate charge from the maiden.......
 
"Bed down for the day?" That threw Muffin off. Don't people travel during the day and bed down for the night? Besides, Uncle had been rather clear about the trip south. The close you got to the elves the uglier the critters that came out at night grew.

Dragon decided that now that he was safe from that shrieking woman, it was time to assert his dominance. He swiveled his head from one side to the other, ears flat, and tried to figure out which horse would benefit most from a good display of who was boss in this group. He was about to go for Valdimer's horse when Muffin whacked him between the ears.

A horse could only take so much abuse. He stiffened his legs, put his head down, and the momentum he'd gathered kicked his rear up in the air. Predictably, Muffin went flying.

Faking a limp with his left foreleg, he contrived to look innocent.
 
Rocky watched the woman fly. The guys stopped at once, going to help her. Rocky all of a sudden didn't feel so good. He had made his stomach do too many things at once. Rocky went over behind a bush, and puked up his morning breakfast. He just kneeled there, letting his stomach settle.
He emerged from the bushes, feeling a little bit better. The girl was on the ground, she seemed hurt.
"Is she ok?" he asked.
 
Valdimer:

Val watched as the womens horse made a somewhat awkward halt, sending Muffin flying. Valdimer pulled the riegns on his horse, bringing him to a halt. The 3, Cervantes, Rockie, and Valdimer made their way to see if she was alright. "Well, she seems to be...." he said, taking a look at the horse. It seemed to be limping. "The horse must have ran over something, dont know what though, and yea, bed down for the day. They'll be less likely to look for us by nite. Besides, it'll give us some time to figure out exactly what we are gonna do." Val said. Extending his hand to Muffin, he said softly " Take my hand. Let me help you up." In the distant background, the clanking of steel and hooves on ground could be heard. And they were getting closer.........
 
Cervantes:

Looking back toward the sound of encroaching foes, Cervantes growled in exasperation. "Bloody hell, was her dad the burgomaster or something?! What the fuck is this!?" He wheeled his horse about, right next to Rocky. "Get on..." He said dryly as he avoided eye contact with the boys pool of vomit. "Lady! Can you make your bleedin horse mind or should I give it a swift kick to the arse for ye?" He watched Val with some amusement. "How noble..." He quiped as Val offered his hand to Muffin.
 
"I'm okay," Muffin offered shakily, taking Valdimer's hand with a blinding smile. Such a nice man. She pitched her voice so only the horse would hear it. "Next dragon I come across, you're dragonbait. Got that you stupid horse?"

Conscious of the men watching her rather unladylike display, she flushed prettily and gratefully took Valdimer's assistance in mounting. Not that he offered much choice, he was right there.

He leaped onto his mount with a flourish and they were off again.

Dragon's back flicked ears picked up the sound of that shrieking female. This time she was demanding blood. Two paces later the limp was gone and he was fleeing for his life. One bloody minded female was enough for him.
 
Cervantes:

Was that the Bar Maid Cervantes just heard shrieking something about castration? "HOSHITYAH!!" Cervantes shouted as he looked back in horror. Not all that dissimilar to Dragonbaits own terror stricking face. Rocky just clung onto the horse, seated behind Cervantes as the beast launched into motion.

*zzzZZZIP!* Something flew past Cervantes's ear. "OHFUCKYAHYAHYAH!!!" Cervantes shouted, ducking his head when he realized it was an arrow. Just ahead was a thick woods, in there would be safety from these fools certainly... Well... More safety than an open bloody field!!! Well... Scratch The main port city of Darmus; Muldren, from the lists of places he could return to any time soon...
 
Rocky ducked, hearing an arrow. He held onto Cervie tightly. He hated this, he really did. He didn't want to be riding for his life, he wanted to be calmly galloping and watching the forest. It went by so quickly, he didn't even have time to see anything. Was that a squirrel, or a log, he didn't know.
They wouldn't even let him look at squirrels, that was the last straw.
"Cervie, watch out."
He carefully pulled one leg up on top of the horse. It was very bumpy, but he managed. There had been worse rides than this. Bravely, he stuck the other foot under it was well. He grabbed onto Cervie for dear life as he stood on the back of the horse. For good measure, he moved one foot to the saddle, sticking it somewhere safe.
"This is for the squirrels," he said, aiming his bow. He was tired of all of this now. He let the arrows fly, one right after another. As soon as he could cock them, they were gone. He tried aiming at first, but soon afterwards he just shot in the screaming woman's general direction.
When he was out of ammo he let himself back down, although he had forgotten which way he had gotten up. The rowdy party was somewhat behind them now, they couln't be seen through the thick of the forest. He sat down at the back of the horse backwords. He didn't know how to turn around. This whole thing was getting hard.
"When will we be safe enough away?" he asked Cervie.
 
OOC: Hell ya Earthgoddess! Jump on in!!


IC: The volley of arrows flew from Rockies bow. Val, watching the amazing acorbatic performace, said to himself ' Jesus! How the hell can that man do that!' Stealing a glance at muffin, wind blowing thru her hair, her muttering some strange and what looked to be threatening words to her horse, riding so effortlessly. He couldnt help but give a somewhat intense stare. Realizing his gawking, he quickly turned his attention to the trail up ahead. The forest, ya, we need to make it to the forest. Aristus was there, his childhood friend. He'll help us, Val thought. Val ducked down, giving less resistance to the wind, and gave a powerful kick to the horses flanks. He looks first to Cervantes and Rockie, then to Muffin, a slight grin on his face. Pushing his horse, he takes lead of the group.
 
OOC: Im all for it EG, what do the rest of you say?

IC:

Cervantes:

"Shit! Rocky! I think you hit the girl! No... Wait, thats her dad... I think... So thats where she learned how to shriek like that..." Cervantes shivered as he watched the old man go down, screaming in pain all the way. That pretty well put an end to the foolish chase... "Fuck... I need a drink..." Cervantes grumbled. "How far is the next town?" He wondered aloud.

Val took the lead with a grin. "Hmph... I hope you know where we're heading..." He sighed as he followed suit, behind Val. They could afford a more leasurely pace now, Rocky finally got to look for his bloody squirrels... "Look, no touch..." Cervie warned as he saw the boys eyes light up at the sight of one. Leaving him to his gleeful perusal of the bloody, fluffy, shmuffy rats, Cervantes turned his eyes onto the REAL muff.

His eyes darkened with a covetous lust as he licked his lips. He did nothing to hide it even when she caught his eyes. Only rubbing the back of his hand across his lips... So he could lick them again... Which he promptly did with a nod of his head to her, with a growled "Mmm" sound coming from his throat.
 
Uncle Owen:

"Come on ye brat..." Owen barked as he dragged Gwen along by her wrist. His temper was short, and after being turned out by a back woods hermit that lived in a cabin only a mile behind, he was in no mood for Gwen's sore feet and their nack for slowing their progress. The sound of her whimpering grated at his ears as he yanked her on. "Come on!" He demanded again.

It had been easy to con the brat into coming on the journey originally, just a simple promise that he would take her away from her horrid life as a bar maid and lay claim upon some false nobility. For what girl could resist the thought of being a long lost princess... And when they had been thieved from in the last city, Owen had bargained with a rather rough looking pirate... Who was only too happy to part with enough gold to see them to their destination... In exchange for her in his bed one night.

Such things were not new to her, she was a bar maid in a tavern FAR rougher than that one... "Drown Rat" Or some such thing... So Owen was certainly annoyed to have heard her cry over that for an hour or two. He'd already found the bloody charm the pirate had given her and nearly thrown it into a river they had passed once he had grown sick of her bawling. Until he had gotten an eye full of the charm itself and pondered what it could be sold for later on. Thus, he pocketed it.
 
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