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I was weaponless except for the bone and my gauntleted hands. I had swung with all my might at the tentacles, shattering it upon impact, tearing huge chunks of the flesh out. I imagined the cry of pain, as Starkynde used magic to explode the tentacles. The rest had immediately disengaged itself from my ankles and slithered back to the unknown depths.
I was breathing hard, the foul taste of the sewage water still in my mouth, and it got fouler with the charred and pieces of the flesh floating on top. I saw Starkynde slumped against the wall. He had expanded more energy that he was willing to admit. Whereas, for Perrin, he was something else. I had never seen a lycanthrope before, and the image brought a brief pang fear. But eventually, I saw Perrin getting his rage under control.
The dungeon was now quiet once more, except for the heavy breathing from the fight.
It seemed that everyone was still unhurt, at least not too terribly anyway. I figured that we must find a way to get out of this dungeon before the creature recovers enough to attack again.
‘Revlin, I see a small manhole over on the wall there. Get on Perrin’s shoulders and see if you can reach it. We must get out before the creature returns.’
I was weaponless except for the bone and my gauntleted hands. I had swung with all my might at the tentacles, shattering it upon impact, tearing huge chunks of the flesh out. I imagined the cry of pain, as Starkynde used magic to explode the tentacles. The rest had immediately disengaged itself from my ankles and slithered back to the unknown depths.
I was breathing hard, the foul taste of the sewage water still in my mouth, and it got fouler with the charred and pieces of the flesh floating on top. I saw Starkynde slumped against the wall. He had expanded more energy that he was willing to admit. Whereas, for Perrin, he was something else. I had never seen a lycanthrope before, and the image brought a brief pang fear. But eventually, I saw Perrin getting his rage under control.
The dungeon was now quiet once more, except for the heavy breathing from the fight.
It seemed that everyone was still unhurt, at least not too terribly anyway. I figured that we must find a way to get out of this dungeon before the creature recovers enough to attack again.
‘Revlin, I see a small manhole over on the wall there. Get on Perrin’s shoulders and see if you can reach it. We must get out before the creature returns.’
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After listening to Thrudds speech my brain starts working. I think about why in the hell she would accept my request to go on the trip and it makes sense now.
As we are standing in the sewer like area , I notice small bubbles and things coming out off the water. I get up as close as I can to the wall and away from the water.
As I watch the other fight I see one of them transform into a bear and attack the creature. I see the wizard slumping against the wall as if he is tired and worn out.
'Hey I think I found something' I hear from one of the strangers. I look up and see the thing he is pointing too. I see on of the men crawl up on the other's shoulder and try's to get to it.
After listening to Thrudds speech my brain starts working. I think about why in the hell she would accept my request to go on the trip and it makes sense now.
As we are standing in the sewer like area , I notice small bubbles and things coming out off the water. I get up as close as I can to the wall and away from the water.
As I watch the other fight I see one of them transform into a bear and attack the creature. I see the wizard slumping against the wall as if he is tired and worn out.
'Hey I think I found something' I hear from one of the strangers. I look up and see the thing he is pointing too. I see on of the men crawl up on the other's shoulder and try's to get to it.
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Grasping Perrins shoulder hard, Revlin pulls himself up. He is able to reach the manhole and sees a small hole in it. He takes his dagger and pries open the cover. "Hang on , let me see where this goes. It is too small for the likes of you. " Revlin's feet are the last thing seen as he climbs further into the dark hole.
Striking a light from his tinderbox, Revlin looks all around him. The passage ends abruptly at a blank wall, but he can see a small lever on one side. Mentally he debates what to do, but knows that time is of the essence. He decides to pull the lever.
A tortured gasp of metal is heard as a section of the wall opens behind the adventurers. Having slowly started to change back to human form, Perrin is the first to look in through the opening. "It looks like a passage out of this sewer. Come on everyone, lets get out of here. " Perrin starts to lead the group when he hears a little voice. "Hey you big Lummox, come help me out of this manhole. " Perrin looks back sheepishly as he remembers to go back and get Revlin.
Grasping Perrins shoulder hard, Revlin pulls himself up. He is able to reach the manhole and sees a small hole in it. He takes his dagger and pries open the cover. "Hang on , let me see where this goes. It is too small for the likes of you. " Revlin's feet are the last thing seen as he climbs further into the dark hole.
Striking a light from his tinderbox, Revlin looks all around him. The passage ends abruptly at a blank wall, but he can see a small lever on one side. Mentally he debates what to do, but knows that time is of the essence. He decides to pull the lever.
A tortured gasp of metal is heard as a section of the wall opens behind the adventurers. Having slowly started to change back to human form, Perrin is the first to look in through the opening. "It looks like a passage out of this sewer. Come on everyone, lets get out of here. " Perrin starts to lead the group when he hears a little voice. "Hey you big Lummox, come help me out of this manhole. " Perrin looks back sheepishly as he remembers to go back and get Revlin.
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Thrudd Thorsdottir
Thrudd stood back, taking everything in. Oh, she could give them a bit of assistance, but then they'd expect it every time they got into a scrape. No, she decided. Let them fight their way out of this one on their own. The Seekers would soon enough face perils that would make them look back on this day as if it were a leisurely stroll through the marketplace. Besides, they had to learn to work together as a team.
The Northwoman glanced over at Starkynde, separated from the rest by the bars that enclosed the small room. He, too, would learn that he would not always be able to take the easy way out. If this quest was to be successful, the Seekers would have to learn to work together.
She watched Revlin give a final kick and shake of his legs before disappearing into the open grate in the ceiling. Thrudd murmured a silent "Well done" when, just moments later, a doorway opened in the wall, revealing a passageway beyond.
Moving closer to where the one called Starkynde stood, Thrudd grinned and gestured toward the opening in the wall on their side of the bars. "Coming?"
Thrudd stood back, taking everything in. Oh, she could give them a bit of assistance, but then they'd expect it every time they got into a scrape. No, she decided. Let them fight their way out of this one on their own. The Seekers would soon enough face perils that would make them look back on this day as if it were a leisurely stroll through the marketplace. Besides, they had to learn to work together as a team.
The Northwoman glanced over at Starkynde, separated from the rest by the bars that enclosed the small room. He, too, would learn that he would not always be able to take the easy way out. If this quest was to be successful, the Seekers would have to learn to work together.
She watched Revlin give a final kick and shake of his legs before disappearing into the open grate in the ceiling. Thrudd murmured a silent "Well done" when, just moments later, a doorway opened in the wall, revealing a passageway beyond.
Moving closer to where the one called Starkynde stood, Thrudd grinned and gestured toward the opening in the wall on their side of the bars. "Coming?"
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Starkynde catches up
Starkynde leaned against the bars of the cage, his knees slowly sagging. He was approaching the point where he would soon be kneeling in the filth on the floor when he heard a lovely female voice query, "Coming?"
He awakened a bit to see his new friends walking through an opening in the wall. Momentarily confused, he grasped the bars in front of him and shouted, "Lemme OUT! C'mon, wait for me!"
The Northwoman laughed merrily at this and Starkynde realized that he was out. He quickly recalled the scene before his swoon and saw that the many-armed monster seemed to have been vanquished.
In the hope of regaining some of his dignity, he glanced at the bewitching Thrudd, then leaned his back against the bars. With a swift about face, in the twinkling of an eye, he was on the inside of the cell again.
He crooked his finger at the wizard light which still beamed near the ceiling of the cell. Like a well trained pet, it came to float above and behind his head.
Thrudd gave him a nod and friendly wink of approval at his recovery of composure. With a broad grin of his own, he extended his arm to her.
"Yes, I would be glad to accompany you, especially if we are on a path which leads to an encounter with the Lord Darius."
As they went through the portal, Starkynde sent the light up a bit further into the group so those leading the way could see where they were going.
Though they still slogged through the stinking slime from the castle, they all felt a little better. They were becoming united by a common goal, and Starkynde was glad to be a part of the group.
Starkynde leaned against the bars of the cage, his knees slowly sagging. He was approaching the point where he would soon be kneeling in the filth on the floor when he heard a lovely female voice query, "Coming?"
He awakened a bit to see his new friends walking through an opening in the wall. Momentarily confused, he grasped the bars in front of him and shouted, "Lemme OUT! C'mon, wait for me!"
The Northwoman laughed merrily at this and Starkynde realized that he was out. He quickly recalled the scene before his swoon and saw that the many-armed monster seemed to have been vanquished.
In the hope of regaining some of his dignity, he glanced at the bewitching Thrudd, then leaned his back against the bars. With a swift about face, in the twinkling of an eye, he was on the inside of the cell again.
He crooked his finger at the wizard light which still beamed near the ceiling of the cell. Like a well trained pet, it came to float above and behind his head.
Thrudd gave him a nod and friendly wink of approval at his recovery of composure. With a broad grin of his own, he extended his arm to her.
"Yes, I would be glad to accompany you, especially if we are on a path which leads to an encounter with the Lord Darius."
As they went through the portal, Starkynde sent the light up a bit further into the group so those leading the way could see where they were going.
Though they still slogged through the stinking slime from the castle, they all felt a little better. They were becoming united by a common goal, and Starkynde was glad to be a part of the group.
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The passage revealed was still quite dark, and so I was forced to proceed using the walls as guide. The walls were slick, and I was glad that there was not enough light to see what the slime was. The water under my shoes were flowing, which meant that this was a drain of some sort. A drain that will lead us out of this hell hole that we were thrust into. Darius had a lot to answer for, and Starkynde was right. We need to find a way back up to the castle to hunt him down, and make him wish that he had never met any of us.
‘I suggest we stick together. For all we know, this tunnel may lead to the creature’s lair. Or it may not. But we shouldn’t take the chance…’
Back from the dungeon, there was a slimy sounding roar, which meant that the creature had gathered enough strength to strike again, even after we had hurt it so much. It sounded angry, which meant that the only way was forward. There was no going back the way we came to confront Darius.
From the distance, a small rumble, which made the waters flow quicker, could be heard. I wondered at what kind of surprise that awaited us at the end. I did not have to wait too long. And what a surprise that was.
I felt myself suddenly losing footing and falling down another chute. Only that this one was round and large enough for one person. Round and round, and upside down, I fell. It was like a ride, except that I was not too terribly amused. I was angry, and angry enough to try to slow my descent by jamming my gauntleted fists onto the smooth walls. It did not work too well, as I was not slowed, as the water and the fall began gathering speed. Soon, I saw a light at the end of tunnel, not metaphorically speaking either.
The rumble which I heard just now became a booming sound. It was then, when at the mouth still unable to stop that I realized what the sound was. It was the boom of the surf. I was transported by the chute to the sea, a logical place where the sewage would be dumped. I passed from darkness into sunlight in the blink of an eye, and then the chute ended. II saw my life passed before my eyes, as I fell over a hundred feet down into the sea. I knew there and then that I was a goner, because a man in armor could not swim too well…
The passage revealed was still quite dark, and so I was forced to proceed using the walls as guide. The walls were slick, and I was glad that there was not enough light to see what the slime was. The water under my shoes were flowing, which meant that this was a drain of some sort. A drain that will lead us out of this hell hole that we were thrust into. Darius had a lot to answer for, and Starkynde was right. We need to find a way back up to the castle to hunt him down, and make him wish that he had never met any of us.
‘I suggest we stick together. For all we know, this tunnel may lead to the creature’s lair. Or it may not. But we shouldn’t take the chance…’
Back from the dungeon, there was a slimy sounding roar, which meant that the creature had gathered enough strength to strike again, even after we had hurt it so much. It sounded angry, which meant that the only way was forward. There was no going back the way we came to confront Darius.
From the distance, a small rumble, which made the waters flow quicker, could be heard. I wondered at what kind of surprise that awaited us at the end. I did not have to wait too long. And what a surprise that was.
I felt myself suddenly losing footing and falling down another chute. Only that this one was round and large enough for one person. Round and round, and upside down, I fell. It was like a ride, except that I was not too terribly amused. I was angry, and angry enough to try to slow my descent by jamming my gauntleted fists onto the smooth walls. It did not work too well, as I was not slowed, as the water and the fall began gathering speed. Soon, I saw a light at the end of tunnel, not metaphorically speaking either.
The rumble which I heard just now became a booming sound. It was then, when at the mouth still unable to stop that I realized what the sound was. It was the boom of the surf. I was transported by the chute to the sea, a logical place where the sewage would be dumped. I passed from darkness into sunlight in the blink of an eye, and then the chute ended. II saw my life passed before my eyes, as I fell over a hundred feet down into the sea. I knew there and then that I was a goner, because a man in armor could not swim too well…
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Darius
Darius was pacing until the carpeting was creased when Captain Tylas brought the men before him. He looked first Rhaenyc, disheveled and nearly naked except for the piece of burlap covering his privates which could be accurately called a butt flap. And the number of bruises on Rhaenyc’s body and face aroused Darius’ curiosity. A rough night could hardly be used to describe his condition. He was dying to hear Rhaenyc’s explanation and of course Glyn’s.
But first to the business at hand.
‘Have you finish the task I set for you?’ The question was simple, but Darius’ eyes burned with fervor that the other two men standing before him was beginning to know what fear was.
‘Umm… Yes, we have… but…’
‘Is that a small but, or a big but?’
‘Small, your eminence.’
‘Definitely small.’ Interjected Rhaenyc.
‘Well then, if it is a small but, there shouldn’t be any problems, and you two shouldn’t be hurting too much…’
The lightning flying from Darius’ fingers caught both Rhaenyc and Glyn by surprise. They were expecting a paralyzing sting. What they got was the smell of skin beginning to burn, and pain that they have not known until now. Nevertheless, the punishment stopped almost as soon as it began. There would be time enough for play, when business was concluded for the day.
‘Well, I’m still waiting to hear what you have.’
‘Ungh… my Lord… ungh… We have deciphered the scroll you sent us…’
‘Good. Tell me what you have found. Come on…’
‘Ungh… my Lord… we have accurately deciphered the scroll… but…’
‘BUT WHAT?!’
‘But we lost it…’
‘YOU WHAT?! Speak up man, or…’
‘We lost the scroll my Lord… I don’t know how it happened… He was sleeping that night, and then this big brute crashed through the door and threw him out of the window. Then he got himself into the gaol, and only Captain Tylas saved him from certain hanging. When we got back to the room, all his things had been stolen, including the scroll…’
‘You should’ve let them hang you. Since they didn’t, perhaps I’ll do it. Find me a stout rope, Captain.’
‘Myst Lordth… Pleauze I’mmm suresh wesh cansh getth thath backeth… I remembershe thesh bruteth swordths…’ The words were almost incomprehensible as it came tumbling out of the missing front teeth of Rhaenyc.
‘Captain, have you found the rope?’
‘My Lord, Rhaenyc is right, I’m sure that we can recover the scroll and have it in your hands in no time.’
‘Oh, sorry Glyn. Did you say something? The rope is for you, since you’ve failed to keep him out of trouble…’
They were both on their knees now begging for their lives. At that time, Darius’ was absently toying with Cre’s sword, when Rhaenyc recognized it.
‘Myst Lordth. Thaths thesth brutheth’sss swordths…’
‘What?! Are you sure? Oh my God… The Achronium Knight. No wonder he was one of the people in my scrying… Captain, hurry down to the dungeons… Hurry, we must recover what is mine…’
Darius was pacing until the carpeting was creased when Captain Tylas brought the men before him. He looked first Rhaenyc, disheveled and nearly naked except for the piece of burlap covering his privates which could be accurately called a butt flap. And the number of bruises on Rhaenyc’s body and face aroused Darius’ curiosity. A rough night could hardly be used to describe his condition. He was dying to hear Rhaenyc’s explanation and of course Glyn’s.
But first to the business at hand.
‘Have you finish the task I set for you?’ The question was simple, but Darius’ eyes burned with fervor that the other two men standing before him was beginning to know what fear was.
‘Umm… Yes, we have… but…’
‘Is that a small but, or a big but?’
‘Small, your eminence.’
‘Definitely small.’ Interjected Rhaenyc.
‘Well then, if it is a small but, there shouldn’t be any problems, and you two shouldn’t be hurting too much…’
The lightning flying from Darius’ fingers caught both Rhaenyc and Glyn by surprise. They were expecting a paralyzing sting. What they got was the smell of skin beginning to burn, and pain that they have not known until now. Nevertheless, the punishment stopped almost as soon as it began. There would be time enough for play, when business was concluded for the day.
‘Well, I’m still waiting to hear what you have.’
‘Ungh… my Lord… ungh… We have deciphered the scroll you sent us…’
‘Good. Tell me what you have found. Come on…’
‘Ungh… my Lord… we have accurately deciphered the scroll… but…’
‘BUT WHAT?!’
‘But we lost it…’
‘YOU WHAT?! Speak up man, or…’
‘We lost the scroll my Lord… I don’t know how it happened… He was sleeping that night, and then this big brute crashed through the door and threw him out of the window. Then he got himself into the gaol, and only Captain Tylas saved him from certain hanging. When we got back to the room, all his things had been stolen, including the scroll…’
‘You should’ve let them hang you. Since they didn’t, perhaps I’ll do it. Find me a stout rope, Captain.’
‘Myst Lordth… Pleauze I’mmm suresh wesh cansh getth thath backeth… I remembershe thesh bruteth swordths…’ The words were almost incomprehensible as it came tumbling out of the missing front teeth of Rhaenyc.
‘Captain, have you found the rope?’
‘My Lord, Rhaenyc is right, I’m sure that we can recover the scroll and have it in your hands in no time.’
‘Oh, sorry Glyn. Did you say something? The rope is for you, since you’ve failed to keep him out of trouble…’
They were both on their knees now begging for their lives. At that time, Darius’ was absently toying with Cre’s sword, when Rhaenyc recognized it.
‘Myst Lordth. Thaths thesth brutheth’sss swordths…’
‘What?! Are you sure? Oh my God… The Achronium Knight. No wonder he was one of the people in my scrying… Captain, hurry down to the dungeons… Hurry, we must recover what is mine…’
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Perrin
Perrin shook his head in wonder as he watched the wizards light show the path before them. He did not think he would ever get used to magic in all its grandeur. Solving problems with muscular restraint was one thing, but to take down an opponent with sheer power of the mind was a beauty to behold. Perrin pushed Revlin before him and now brought up the rear of the group. He tried to keep one eye behind them to make sure the creature did not come back up for some more waltzing with death.
Perrin tried to concentrate his other senses as they walked along. A whiff of a breeze blew past his face, a smell inticed him with its mystery. Then it came to him. He was about to yell to the others when he heard a large thump and the noise of someone falling. The smell of salt assauled his nostrils as he stopped himself quickly. His hearing caught the sound of metal grinding on metal, but could not place what made such a noise. He decided to cautiously go further down the tunnel.
Perrin shook his head in wonder as he watched the wizards light show the path before them. He did not think he would ever get used to magic in all its grandeur. Solving problems with muscular restraint was one thing, but to take down an opponent with sheer power of the mind was a beauty to behold. Perrin pushed Revlin before him and now brought up the rear of the group. He tried to keep one eye behind them to make sure the creature did not come back up for some more waltzing with death.
Perrin tried to concentrate his other senses as they walked along. A whiff of a breeze blew past his face, a smell inticed him with its mystery. Then it came to him. He was about to yell to the others when he heard a large thump and the noise of someone falling. The smell of salt assauled his nostrils as he stopped himself quickly. His hearing caught the sound of metal grinding on metal, but could not place what made such a noise. He decided to cautiously go further down the tunnel.
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Revlin took the spot in the group right in front of Perrin. He decided that staying with the big man might be his best chance for survival at this point. Revlin tried to stay as dry as possible, but unfortunately at his height, the water was up to his waist at some points. Flicking nasty water off his hands, Revlin tried to keep up with the group. Suddenly, he heard a noise in front of him. Not sure what it was, Revlin turned back to look at Perrin and saw that the man had stopped in his tracks. Revlin shook his head in disgust.
"Afraid of the dark are we big man? Land sakes, even a wee one like me has learned not to be ascared of the dark. " Revlin gave a chuckle as he turned back towards the other end of the tunnel; his next step taking him to down a steep incline. "Help, Perrin, I am falling. " Revlin reached up his arm for the big man to take. Perrin moved closer to Revlin , his massive arm swinging down to aid his comrade. The shift of his weight however, caused Perrin to loose his footing and he fell down the incline too, taking the Kender with him.
Revlin took the spot in the group right in front of Perrin. He decided that staying with the big man might be his best chance for survival at this point. Revlin tried to stay as dry as possible, but unfortunately at his height, the water was up to his waist at some points. Flicking nasty water off his hands, Revlin tried to keep up with the group. Suddenly, he heard a noise in front of him. Not sure what it was, Revlin turned back to look at Perrin and saw that the man had stopped in his tracks. Revlin shook his head in disgust.
"Afraid of the dark are we big man? Land sakes, even a wee one like me has learned not to be ascared of the dark. " Revlin gave a chuckle as he turned back towards the other end of the tunnel; his next step taking him to down a steep incline. "Help, Perrin, I am falling. " Revlin reached up his arm for the big man to take. Perrin moved closer to Revlin , his massive arm swinging down to aid his comrade. The shift of his weight however, caused Perrin to loose his footing and he fell down the incline too, taking the Kender with him.
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Danic stood on the foredeck of the dragonship Skidbladnir, his eyes searching the horizon. For what, he wasn't exactly sure, but the grim looking Northman had long ago learned not to question his Godha's bidding, and she had instructed him to be at the ready with the setting of the day star.
He had set watchers to follow Thrudd and the metalsmith while they wandered through the marketplace of Bayaran. Blon had always been feisty, quick to take a challenge and faster to throw one out (as evidenced by the near-scrap when they had first arrived in port). Danic didn't favor having to quash any insurrections that might follow in the dwarf's wake.
"Balor's balls!" Who was he kidding! It was Thrudd Thorsdottir herself that Danic was worried about. For all her being a siarkhona, that woman was a major catastrophe waiting to happen and he didn't care to sample her father's wrath if any harm befell her. Danic had seen what he was capable of and had been the victim of Thrudd's own brand of temper more than once over the years. Not a pleasant memory. Not pleasant at all.
Much to his annoyance, the Godha had informed Danic that she and Blon would be dining with a certain Lord Darius when she finished with her shopping. Once again, Danic hadn't questioned how Thrudd had come to make the acquaintance of an outlander without ever having set foot in this land before. Some things were simply better left unknown, though he had made inquiries and none of the information he had gained was good. Far from it, in fact.
A glint of something metallic followed by a long drawn out cry and several splashes suddenly caught his attention. Danic's head snapped toward a rock cliff on the west end of the harbor below the ominous castle of the man Thrudd Thorsdottir had mentioned before leaving him that afternoon.
"It seems Thrudd has decided not to wait for dessert." Turning toward his waiting men, Danic pointed. "There. Make haste. The Godha will not be pleased that her hair has been mussed."
Danic stood on the foredeck of the dragonship Skidbladnir, his eyes searching the horizon. For what, he wasn't exactly sure, but the grim looking Northman had long ago learned not to question his Godha's bidding, and she had instructed him to be at the ready with the setting of the day star.
He had set watchers to follow Thrudd and the metalsmith while they wandered through the marketplace of Bayaran. Blon had always been feisty, quick to take a challenge and faster to throw one out (as evidenced by the near-scrap when they had first arrived in port). Danic didn't favor having to quash any insurrections that might follow in the dwarf's wake.
"Balor's balls!" Who was he kidding! It was Thrudd Thorsdottir herself that Danic was worried about. For all her being a siarkhona, that woman was a major catastrophe waiting to happen and he didn't care to sample her father's wrath if any harm befell her. Danic had seen what he was capable of and had been the victim of Thrudd's own brand of temper more than once over the years. Not a pleasant memory. Not pleasant at all.
Much to his annoyance, the Godha had informed Danic that she and Blon would be dining with a certain Lord Darius when she finished with her shopping. Once again, Danic hadn't questioned how Thrudd had come to make the acquaintance of an outlander without ever having set foot in this land before. Some things were simply better left unknown, though he had made inquiries and none of the information he had gained was good. Far from it, in fact.
A glint of something metallic followed by a long drawn out cry and several splashes suddenly caught his attention. Danic's head snapped toward a rock cliff on the west end of the harbor below the ominous castle of the man Thrudd Thorsdottir had mentioned before leaving him that afternoon.
"It seems Thrudd has decided not to wait for dessert." Turning toward his waiting men, Danic pointed. "There. Make haste. The Godha will not be pleased that her hair has been mussed."
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No rest for Starkynde
There was a flurry of outcries from the group ahead of Starkynde in the tight smelly tunnel they were traversing. Instinctively he thrust Thrudd behind him, retreating a step himself as he saw some heads disappearing.
"One moment dear lady, while I find out what is up." he said as he braced himself against the wall.
He closed his eyes and put out one hand. A thin silvery thread shot from his palm and streamed down the corridor, weaving past the people still there. It slipped down the shaft that Cre and the others had passed through and when it reached the outside it stopped. It spun around like the eyestalk of a crab for a moment, then snapped back to his hand.
"It seems that cretin Sir Credne has chosen this moment to explore the bottom of the ocean. I hope you can round up the others while i see if I can rescue our tinned man from his latest adventure."
With a wink, he appeared to unravel like a badly knitted sweater. The "yarn" which made him up streaked down the narrow hall and vanished down the chute with the last of the band of Seekers, except for Thrudd.
She stood for a moment wearing a quirky grin and shaking her head planning what to do next.
There was a flurry of outcries from the group ahead of Starkynde in the tight smelly tunnel they were traversing. Instinctively he thrust Thrudd behind him, retreating a step himself as he saw some heads disappearing.
"One moment dear lady, while I find out what is up." he said as he braced himself against the wall.
He closed his eyes and put out one hand. A thin silvery thread shot from his palm and streamed down the corridor, weaving past the people still there. It slipped down the shaft that Cre and the others had passed through and when it reached the outside it stopped. It spun around like the eyestalk of a crab for a moment, then snapped back to his hand.
"It seems that cretin Sir Credne has chosen this moment to explore the bottom of the ocean. I hope you can round up the others while i see if I can rescue our tinned man from his latest adventure."
With a wink, he appeared to unravel like a badly knitted sweater. The "yarn" which made him up streaked down the narrow hall and vanished down the chute with the last of the band of Seekers, except for Thrudd.
She stood for a moment wearing a quirky grin and shaking her head planning what to do next.
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Starkynde lends a hand
The streak of "thread" that was Starkynde zipped to the bottom of the ocean, only some 30' from the surface, but a long way from the air that Sir Credne was already craving.
He had shed his helm and gauntlets and was reaching for the closures on his breastplate when he felt himself being surrounded by fibers. It seemed enough like the tentacles he had so recently battled that for an instant he tried to grab the web-like threads to rip them away.
They began to glow suddenly and Cre felt numb as his fingers became as limp as empty gloves. He could no longer grasp or stand as his bones melted like butter.
The threads cocooned him inside his armor and yanked him out through the neck hole like a net full of dirty laundry. Next he found himself skimmimg across the surface of the sea toward the rocky coast. By the time he reached the shore his bones had regained their rigidity and he was gulping down huge drafts of fresh sea air, much better than the air beneath the sewer outlet fron the castle.
The "net" set him free on a bank of rounded and slimy boulders, but in a short time he climbed to a fairly level plateau. As he turned to look back he saw Starkynde climbing up to sit beside him, looking quite tired and bedraggled.
He sat with water streaming from his long black hair and droopy moustache, with his eyes closed and his hands raised. He seemed to be playing the keys of an invisible piano.
"Oy! Wizard Starkynde! Was it you got me out of that fix in the bottom of the ocean?"
"Yes, Sir Cre! i didn't think you'd make it until the boat comes to carry us on the next leg of our journey, and i think you'll be very much a part of my destiny for some time now."
"Destiny? But we've just met!"
"To me it seems we've finally met. i don't remember thing quite arights just lately, but i knew at the dinner table that it was more than chance the made the Orb point us all out to that Ox-brained Darius. I think you'll be pulling me out of a few tight spots before this is over."
Sir Credne, sat thinking and wringing out his clothes for a moment, then asked, "What's that you're doing now? Helping the others what fell in the sea?"
"No, they're doing fine on their own for now... I'm doing a little fishing. Here! I have a bite. 'Tis a metal fish which I believe will consume you whole!"
Cre jumped up, a little worried at the wizard's words, then heard a horrible metallic squealing and clanking as something began to scale the sea wall they had just climbed.
He was looking for a place to hide from the "metal fish" when he saw his own helmet come up over the edge of the rock bank. The rest of his armor came crawling up behind it as if it had a man inside. The suit got to the level ground, marched right up to Sir Credne, bowed deeply then collapsed into a heap of empty pieces at his feet.
Starkynde now opened his eyes and clapped his hands for the armor as if it had done a splendid trick. Sir Cre looked on in wonder, then cracked a grin as he began to don his now clean, if a bit salty, armor.
The streak of "thread" that was Starkynde zipped to the bottom of the ocean, only some 30' from the surface, but a long way from the air that Sir Credne was already craving.
He had shed his helm and gauntlets and was reaching for the closures on his breastplate when he felt himself being surrounded by fibers. It seemed enough like the tentacles he had so recently battled that for an instant he tried to grab the web-like threads to rip them away.
They began to glow suddenly and Cre felt numb as his fingers became as limp as empty gloves. He could no longer grasp or stand as his bones melted like butter.
The threads cocooned him inside his armor and yanked him out through the neck hole like a net full of dirty laundry. Next he found himself skimmimg across the surface of the sea toward the rocky coast. By the time he reached the shore his bones had regained their rigidity and he was gulping down huge drafts of fresh sea air, much better than the air beneath the sewer outlet fron the castle.
The "net" set him free on a bank of rounded and slimy boulders, but in a short time he climbed to a fairly level plateau. As he turned to look back he saw Starkynde climbing up to sit beside him, looking quite tired and bedraggled.
He sat with water streaming from his long black hair and droopy moustache, with his eyes closed and his hands raised. He seemed to be playing the keys of an invisible piano.
"Oy! Wizard Starkynde! Was it you got me out of that fix in the bottom of the ocean?"
"Yes, Sir Cre! i didn't think you'd make it until the boat comes to carry us on the next leg of our journey, and i think you'll be very much a part of my destiny for some time now."
"Destiny? But we've just met!"
"To me it seems we've finally met. i don't remember thing quite arights just lately, but i knew at the dinner table that it was more than chance the made the Orb point us all out to that Ox-brained Darius. I think you'll be pulling me out of a few tight spots before this is over."
Sir Credne, sat thinking and wringing out his clothes for a moment, then asked, "What's that you're doing now? Helping the others what fell in the sea?"
"No, they're doing fine on their own for now... I'm doing a little fishing. Here! I have a bite. 'Tis a metal fish which I believe will consume you whole!"
Cre jumped up, a little worried at the wizard's words, then heard a horrible metallic squealing and clanking as something began to scale the sea wall they had just climbed.
He was looking for a place to hide from the "metal fish" when he saw his own helmet come up over the edge of the rock bank. The rest of his armor came crawling up behind it as if it had a man inside. The suit got to the level ground, marched right up to Sir Credne, bowed deeply then collapsed into a heap of empty pieces at his feet.
Starkynde now opened his eyes and clapped his hands for the armor as if it had done a splendid trick. Sir Cre looked on in wonder, then cracked a grin as he began to don his now clean, if a bit salty, armor.
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Cre
My chain mail armor was not too heavy, but it took all my strength just to keep my nose above water. The waves, crashing against the rocky coast did not help matters much. I soon found my strength beginning to fail, and the dark waters closing in on my senses, when I vaguely felt something cocooning me from all sides.
I had tasted so much seawater that I thought it had replaced my blood when I was finally on the beach. I could see a boat coming for us, as my waterlogged body was beginning to get cold. The Sea of Mist was always cold, on the account of a strong current running from the north all the way down South. I of course had to be carried by Starkynde onto the boat, as it took all my strength just to stand up. At this point I was beginning to wonder if I should change my armor to something which can float on water. I had barely noticed my armor slinking back to me. And, I had definitely not noticed the strong Northmen rowing the boat. So everyone could imagine my surprise when it was the Northwoman’s Dragon Boat which had saved us.
I thanked Starkynde once again when we were on board, but all that came out of my mouth was continued sputtering of seawater, unlike the previous thanks on the beach. I nodded my thanks instead. My eyes were beginning to clear when I realized that we were moving, the main sail at full furl. Of course, since I had spent most of my life on land, and only been on boats a few times, I began to retched uncontrollably as the waves pounding the coast also began to pound and heave the boat. I had no doubts about the competency of the boat and her sailors. I did doubts whether I would have anything left after my stomach had emptied entirely. I was glad I did not see the greenish tinge on my face as the boat headed out to the open sea, where I prayed that the sea would be calmer. The rest of the ‘prisoners’ who were in the castle’s dungeon with me had gotten on board safely, although just as wet as I was. I wondered what the Northwoman was thinking. Her face betrayed a worried look, although I had thought that we were safe from the infernal clutches of the madman that lived in the castle up on the cliff…
My chain mail armor was not too heavy, but it took all my strength just to keep my nose above water. The waves, crashing against the rocky coast did not help matters much. I soon found my strength beginning to fail, and the dark waters closing in on my senses, when I vaguely felt something cocooning me from all sides.
I had tasted so much seawater that I thought it had replaced my blood when I was finally on the beach. I could see a boat coming for us, as my waterlogged body was beginning to get cold. The Sea of Mist was always cold, on the account of a strong current running from the north all the way down South. I of course had to be carried by Starkynde onto the boat, as it took all my strength just to stand up. At this point I was beginning to wonder if I should change my armor to something which can float on water. I had barely noticed my armor slinking back to me. And, I had definitely not noticed the strong Northmen rowing the boat. So everyone could imagine my surprise when it was the Northwoman’s Dragon Boat which had saved us.
I thanked Starkynde once again when we were on board, but all that came out of my mouth was continued sputtering of seawater, unlike the previous thanks on the beach. I nodded my thanks instead. My eyes were beginning to clear when I realized that we were moving, the main sail at full furl. Of course, since I had spent most of my life on land, and only been on boats a few times, I began to retched uncontrollably as the waves pounding the coast also began to pound and heave the boat. I had no doubts about the competency of the boat and her sailors. I did doubts whether I would have anything left after my stomach had emptied entirely. I was glad I did not see the greenish tinge on my face as the boat headed out to the open sea, where I prayed that the sea would be calmer. The rest of the ‘prisoners’ who were in the castle’s dungeon with me had gotten on board safely, although just as wet as I was. I wondered what the Northwoman was thinking. Her face betrayed a worried look, although I had thought that we were safe from the infernal clutches of the madman that lived in the castle up on the cliff…
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Lek looked out to the sea with an extreamly agrrivated face. He was very bad mood, he was left behind as he was knocked out cold by the living vines. Lekally looked down at his arm which was bandaged by some vines he found after he escaped, then he looked at his ribs which were in worst condtion
He gave a short sigh "Whoever is playing with ou lives had better stop... Cuase I'm getting sick of it!"
He gave a short sigh "Whoever is playing with ou lives had better stop... Cuase I'm getting sick of it!"
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Thrudd Thorsdottir
Thrudd watched bemused as Starkynde disappeared over the precipice. She didn't favor the idea of joining him, but knew she didn't have much of a choice. Besides... she'd make them all pay for it in kind at some other juncture in time.
Smoothing her hands over her hair and checking her nails, the godha looked over her shoulder briefly with a grin. "Well... are you just going to lurk back there or are you coming?"
She heard a surprised intake of breath before firmly pinching her nose between her thumb and index finger. The Norsewoman reluctantly stepped out of the sewer main to begin her most undignified descent into the cold, dark water of the harbor below.
"Dannnnnnnnnnnnnnnic! Get your misbegotten ass over here... Nowwwww!" Her last conscious thought was "NEWT!" as her body broke the surface and she was pulled downward, entangled in her skirts.
Thrudd watched bemused as Starkynde disappeared over the precipice. She didn't favor the idea of joining him, but knew she didn't have much of a choice. Besides... she'd make them all pay for it in kind at some other juncture in time.
Smoothing her hands over her hair and checking her nails, the godha looked over her shoulder briefly with a grin. "Well... are you just going to lurk back there or are you coming?"
She heard a surprised intake of breath before firmly pinching her nose between her thumb and index finger. The Norsewoman reluctantly stepped out of the sewer main to begin her most undignified descent into the cold, dark water of the harbor below.
"Dannnnnnnnnnnnnnnic! Get your misbegotten ass over here... Nowwwww!" Her last conscious thought was "NEWT!" as her body broke the surface and she was pulled downward, entangled in her skirts.
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Lek reasted his head on the side of the boat, he felt tired, but he didn't want to go to sleep, he owed Thrudd a favor for helping him out of there. "No..." Lek shooked his head, thinking of his freinds back home "I grown way too soft...."
An sudden sharp pain in his ribs Made Lek grunt as he slid down panting, trying to catch his breath. "M... My ribs...."
An sudden sharp pain in his ribs Made Lek grunt as he slid down panting, trying to catch his breath. "M... My ribs...."
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The Damsel in Distress?
ooc: I'm baaacccckkkkkkk! Wow, it has been too long since I rp'ed here, proud to make my come back here. *smiles*
IC:
(Copyright J.B. 2002)
I had been watching them, for a long while. I was careful, she startled me. With a gasp I slipped the crimson velvet pouch between my breasts. I was hoping the tight corset would keep it in place.
I was a mess, but this was perfect, so utterly perfect.
I smudged some heinous God-forsaken gunk across my forehead as I brushed my damp hair from my forehead. In fact, I was damp all over, straight through.
I had lost my shoes back in the ....I stopped myself from thinking that, I was out, I had succeeded......had it merely been a few hours since I had?
Turning my voice timid, "I...I...I wasn't lurking m'lady, I...I am lost!" My voice had turned tiny and weak.
I rushed to catch up to them, my eyes that of a mournful doe. "I ...I am sorr...sorry if I scared you."
My teeth chattered with the chill in the air.
This was so perfect, so impecibly perfect. I was out.
ooc: I'm baaacccckkkkkkk! Wow, it has been too long since I rp'ed here, proud to make my come back here. *smiles*
IC:
(Copyright J.B. 2002)
I had been watching them, for a long while. I was careful, she startled me. With a gasp I slipped the crimson velvet pouch between my breasts. I was hoping the tight corset would keep it in place.
I was a mess, but this was perfect, so utterly perfect.
I smudged some heinous God-forsaken gunk across my forehead as I brushed my damp hair from my forehead. In fact, I was damp all over, straight through.
I had lost my shoes back in the ....I stopped myself from thinking that, I was out, I had succeeded......had it merely been a few hours since I had?
Turning my voice timid, "I...I...I wasn't lurking m'lady, I...I am lost!" My voice had turned tiny and weak.
I rushed to catch up to them, my eyes that of a mournful doe. "I ...I am sorr...sorry if I scared you."
My teeth chattered with the chill in the air.
This was so perfect, so impecibly perfect. I was out.
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As I am going throught the tunnel I fall. I can feel the sea water rushing into my mouth and down into my lungs. I can feel myself black out.
Not sure how much time has passed I awake. I reach out and feel my hand come down on a something hard. I pic my head up to talk but all I can do is spit out water.
"What the hell happend back there. One minute were walking along and the next we are on a boat."
I get up and shake the water off.
Not sure how much time has passed I awake. I reach out and feel my hand come down on a something hard. I pic my head up to talk but all I can do is spit out water.
"What the hell happend back there. One minute were walking along and the next we are on a boat."
I get up and shake the water off.
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Perrin
Spewing water out of his mouth like a great whale, Perrin used his muscular arms to propel him towards the ship that his sharp eyes had spotted as he fell. He spotted his small companions bobbing in the water a few feet from him. "Come on Revlin, hop on my back, I will swim us both to safety. " Quickly, his long arms measured the distance and they were pulled into the boat. Squeezing water out of his clothes, Perrin looked to the horizon. "Wizard, you will pay with your life for your lies. So swears Perrin, warrior of Baeron. "
Spewing water out of his mouth like a great whale, Perrin used his muscular arms to propel him towards the ship that his sharp eyes had spotted as he fell. He spotted his small companions bobbing in the water a few feet from him. "Come on Revlin, hop on my back, I will swim us both to safety. " Quickly, his long arms measured the distance and they were pulled into the boat. Squeezing water out of his clothes, Perrin looked to the horizon. "Wizard, you will pay with your life for your lies. So swears Perrin, warrior of Baeron. "
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Aboard the dragon ship, Skidbladnir...
Danic
All seven of Thrudd's guests were aboard and the godha appeared none the worse for wear. (Although she was looking a little... Far be it for Danic to utter the word... bedraggled. She would surely turn him into a newt if he dared think the thought too loudly.)
The way the outlanders were looking at each other told Danic that there was something totally unexpected about their being aboard the Skidbladnir. Aye. They'd bear watching, despite Thrudd's pleased and somewhat smug look as she glanced from face to face.
The stroke oar was setting a fast pace, leaving the port of Bayaran in the distance when a shout from above, followed by a gesture alerted the swarthy captain to a small sail in their wake. Danic's already grim countenance darkened further as he realized that they were being followed.
Danic
All seven of Thrudd's guests were aboard and the godha appeared none the worse for wear. (Although she was looking a little... Far be it for Danic to utter the word... bedraggled. She would surely turn him into a newt if he dared think the thought too loudly.)
The way the outlanders were looking at each other told Danic that there was something totally unexpected about their being aboard the Skidbladnir. Aye. They'd bear watching, despite Thrudd's pleased and somewhat smug look as she glanced from face to face.
The stroke oar was setting a fast pace, leaving the port of Bayaran in the distance when a shout from above, followed by a gesture alerted the swarthy captain to a small sail in their wake. Danic's already grim countenance darkened further as he realized that they were being followed.
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Darius
“Damn it… Of all the bad luck in the world… Why did this have to happen to me?”
He was looking at the broken pieces of his favorite pet, the Dungeon Leviathan. He got it when it was just the size of his palm. Through the years, on a constant diet of prisoners, the Leviathan had gotten quite big. So big that it could not get out of the prison that it was in. All it could do was push it tentacles through the small holes to feed.
Darius was gently stroking the head, when he spoke.
“You two better get my scroll back. Otherwise death will be the only thing that you’ll be wishing for…”
“uh… huh… My Lord… How are we going to find them?”
“With this, you idiots!” as Glyn caught the scrying orb in hands. Without a word further, he quickly made a beeline for the door, not wanting to further bear the brunt of Darius’ rage.
“Damn it… Of all the bad luck in the world… Why did this have to happen to me?”
He was looking at the broken pieces of his favorite pet, the Dungeon Leviathan. He got it when it was just the size of his palm. Through the years, on a constant diet of prisoners, the Leviathan had gotten quite big. So big that it could not get out of the prison that it was in. All it could do was push it tentacles through the small holes to feed.
Darius was gently stroking the head, when he spoke.
“You two better get my scroll back. Otherwise death will be the only thing that you’ll be wishing for…”
“uh… huh… My Lord… How are we going to find them?”
“With this, you idiots!” as Glyn caught the scrying orb in hands. Without a word further, he quickly made a beeline for the door, not wanting to further bear the brunt of Darius’ rage.
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Glyn & Rhaenyc
The tide was just right. Some good luck for a change, when they both looked out as Darius’ ship left the docks. The orb was working perfectly, as they spotted the telltale sail of the Northmen’s Dragon Boat. It was strange that the people that they were looking for were on that boat, or any boat for that matter. But now was not the time to gloat at being able to breath fresh air, as there were some matters to attend to, especially for that miscreant Knight.
“Do you think we can catch that boat?” asked Rhaenyc, speaking through a new set of teeth, a magical gift from Glyn, since before, he could not understand a word that was coming out from Rhaenyc’s mouth.
“I don’t rightly know, my friend. This is one of the fastest ship in Darius’ fleet. It used to be a privateer, so it has a narrow keel. We should be able to make good time.”
“OK. Now for my next question. What happens when we do catch them?”
“Well, like I said, this used to be a privateer. A pirate ship in layman’s terms. It has a ramming prow, and a ballista in the forecastle. I’m sure that they can be persuaded to hand over the Knight and the Scroll.” An evil smile crossed Glyn’s face.
The tide was just right. Some good luck for a change, when they both looked out as Darius’ ship left the docks. The orb was working perfectly, as they spotted the telltale sail of the Northmen’s Dragon Boat. It was strange that the people that they were looking for were on that boat, or any boat for that matter. But now was not the time to gloat at being able to breath fresh air, as there were some matters to attend to, especially for that miscreant Knight.
“Do you think we can catch that boat?” asked Rhaenyc, speaking through a new set of teeth, a magical gift from Glyn, since before, he could not understand a word that was coming out from Rhaenyc’s mouth.
“I don’t rightly know, my friend. This is one of the fastest ship in Darius’ fleet. It used to be a privateer, so it has a narrow keel. We should be able to make good time.”
“OK. Now for my next question. What happens when we do catch them?”
“Well, like I said, this used to be a privateer. A pirate ship in layman’s terms. It has a ramming prow, and a ballista in the forecastle. I’m sure that they can be persuaded to hand over the Knight and the Scroll.” An evil smile crossed Glyn’s face.
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