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Re: Gonna try this again: Group Story
Reply #10 - Feb 13th, 2013 at 1:03pm
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Before anyone else could make sense of it Shayl knew exactly what it was: Snakes! This is the vibration that excites them! As Soon as she realized that, she started looking around for the apertures from where the snakes would come and she spotted them. Some of the trees were camouflaging a system of pipe-like hollowed out trunks that were channeling the snakes toward them. As calm and lucid as she would be if she was mulling over a question from her master Shayl evaluated the situation. It would take only a few minutes before the snakes started pouring out of the orifices and judging by the smile on the archers face, there were many of them, hundreds of vicious, poisonous snakes that would no doubt decimate them, maybe to the last one. The ambushers were no doubt hoping that the huge chests pulled by Clydesdale-like horses they were escorting would be ample reward for their efforts. In her keen mind Shayl was hatching her plan to the last detail. With a little luck shed be able to save them, at least most of them, enough to carry out the mission, and keep her cover from everyone, except maybe from the adept Brother Wood, who for all she knew, already had serious suspicions about her. So now the instant of truth had come, the first snakes were already peeking out the apertures. Here goes nothing! She thought.
  
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Re: Gonna try this again: Group Story
Reply #11 - Feb 13th, 2013 at 7:58pm
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Wood stood staunch, menace on him like a dark light. Tne enemy showed dread, those he had slain seemed thankful, almost grateful dead.

He saw Shayl.

As she leapt from the saddle, her shape shifted. Brother Wood, eyes on the ring of assailants just beyond reach of his proven staff, saw enough.

Her shape shifted. No other watcher would see, Wood knew, but momentarily he watched deep into a metamorphosis from fat wench to berserker monster, many armed and many faced. It still seemed to all others present that the hefty maid was just that. He knew a queen.

As Shayl moved through the white snakes, like bladed mercury amongst them, Wood was enawed. Within his rough brown robe, he felt his skin sussurate to the touch of the silken deep purple lining, so secret from the others of his order. This order, the Gweriniaethol, had no use for joy or human pleasure and would have cast him in a rush had they known. His secret vice was a dark one, and not now the only. For, as he watched the female Mage work edged magic in the late sunshine of the day, he knew a new delight. That afternoon, gory and sharp, changed him.
  

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Reply #12 - Feb 14th, 2013 at 1:23pm
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Brother Wood was brought back to reality by the sound of blades being drawn. He turned his head and saw that the remaining attackers, which numbered about a dozen, had regrouped and were prepared to make a final charge.

The two knights stepped forward, one at either side of Brother Wood. Brother Wood looked back for an instant. Shayl had caused the snakes to turn on each other. It had been years since he had seen that degree of skill. Turning back towards the attackers, he gestured to the two knights, signaling them to stand back.

"I shall deal with this", said he. After all, the two warriors had already proven themselves beyond a shadow of a doubt. There was no need to risk life or limb when he could scatter the attackers with relative ease. Besides, he had no cover to protect.

Taking a small pouch from around his neck, Brother Wood poured a fine, teal crystal powder onto the palm of his left hand. He waved his right hand over the powder, muttering an incantation as he did so. Then, as the remaining attackers charged, Brother Wood blew the powder into the air.
  
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Reply #13 - Feb 14th, 2013 at 1:58pm
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The powder was in fact a powerful hallucinogenic, obtained from the root of a plant that would be much later known as Radix pedis diaboli, Devils-foot root in our language. It had the singular property of making each person see the things that they were the most afraid of. The rule of thumb that made an attacker instinctively stay downwind from his prey so that both his personal odor and the noise that he made would be harder to detect, served Brother Wood to perfection. The thin and light powder drifted toward the ambushers ready to enter their nostrils and strike their brains like a discharge of electricity. The effect was spectacular, like a choir intoning a hymn to madness; they started to yell like a coven of furies from hell. Their crazed distorted faces lost their humanity; their bodies were squirming, their mouths foaming like so many rabid dogs. They were literally scared to madness and pleading for mercy. But the plant was merciless, it destroyed the brain forever. Brother Wood broke their skulls one by one, not out of revenge, but out of pity, the coup de grace.
  
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Re: Gonna try this again: Group Story
Reply #14 - Feb 14th, 2013 at 6:41pm
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The outlaws were all dead, and the band of travellers halved in number.

Night was drawing itself up from the roots of the trees.

Derek had survived the ambush, his bloodied armour and sweat-soaked beard tokens of the role he'd played.

Wood looked around him. Still a cohesive band, able to continue.... his Order would expect him to pursue his covert task. No great matter that he'd shown himself more than a simple monk. His problem was Shayl.

Wood was not supposed to feel this way. And, knowing now that Shayl was quite outside the ordinary, he recognised that the band had knots within its knots. His Gweriniaethol were clearly not the only flukes in this liver.

Was this ambush what it appeared? With his presence, and that of what, or who, Shayl represented, there could be more reasons than theft and mayhem behind it.

Or perhaps the vile Poblachtanach, ancestral enemies of Lord Derek's noble Rhyddfrydol clan, had just taken a chance.

If so they were lucky not to have been captured. The Poblachtanach were notorious for their shameful treatment of prisoners, taking them for slaves, violating them, branding them with their symbol, the Fox.

His attention came back to the moment. Shayl was looking at him, openly.

But now Lord Derek spoke, calling the band to order. They began to make arrangements to move on.
  

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Reply #15 - Feb 15th, 2013 at 11:10am
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Note for the reader: Even back in these dark ages, they had means to communicate over great distances, even at night, by the use of torchlight, mirrors and a tube to insure that the light would be seen only in one direction, and of course multiple relay stations.

So later that same night at one of the stations:

That message is of the highest importance, send it immediately!

Will Do. Say, Lord Derek ends with two long lights, or is it three long lights?

Two long lights! Dont they teach you anything?

Later still at the next station:

Lord Derek with two long lights! What an idiot!


And much later that same night:


A servant : Your highness! You must wake up!

Lord Grembell: What? How dare you wake me up in the middle of the night. Ill have you executed!

Servant: But its rahatlakam, he says its very important!

Lord Grembell: Alright, light a few more candles and let him in. Ill let you live for today.

Servant: Your highness is too generous!

Lord Grembell: Hurry up! Before I change my mind.

Rahatlakam: Your highness, I have word from the ambushers.

Lord Grembell: Good, when can I expect delivery!

Rahatlakam: They failed, your highness.

Lord Grembell: What! How!

Rahatlakam: Theyre all dead.

Lord Grembell: All of them The look on Lord Grembells face was one of complete disbelief.

Rahatlakam: All but one child, he was the one who was in charge of the snake machine.

Lord Grembell: Snake machine, what in the name of the eternal torch of war is that?

Rahatlakam: Its a machine that vibrates and wakes up the snakes so that they

Lord Grembell: Alright, whatever, what happened then? Why did it fail?

Rahatlakam: The child doesn't know he saw only the end. He saw the last survivors. They were all crouched on the ground. Yelping and whining like frightened children waiting for a large man to break their heads with a heavy staff. They seemed almost grateful to die.

Lord Grembell: By Mothra the merciful, thought Grembell, what did they do to them? And then he realized that he hadn't invoked Mothra since he was himself a little boy. He hardened himself and his face regained its normal authoritative look and so he said with a voice who had regained all the severity that was expected of him. Very well, have that child executed!

Rahatlakam: Executed? But without him we wouldn't know

Lord Grembell: And for that have them say a couple of prayers at the temple for his eternal soul or whatever

Rahatlakam: Your highness is too generous! But why kill him then?

Lord Grembell: First, someone has to pay for this fiasco. Second when my men will learn about what I did to a child, theyll think twice before fleeing a battlefield before the battle is won.

Rahatlakam: Your highness is very wise!

Lord Grembell: Yes, I am, aren't I? He said with a self-satisfied look on his face. Now, go away, I have some profound thinking to do.

Rahatlakam: Your highness! He said while walking backward toward the door and bowing to the lord at the same time.

Lord Grembell: And If you ever question my orders again

Rahatlakam: Your highness?

Lord Grembell: Ill have them say a couple of prayers for you as well!

Rahatlakam: Of course your highness, I wont do it again.

Lord Grembell: Youd better. Now go, before I change my mind! And as fast a he could manage it, Rahatlakam was gone.

Thats when Grembell gave in to his rage and frustration and started throwing invaluable objets dart against the walls.

Thank Inh-fayct-broth, the god of hatred and bitterness, for breakables! he said to himself.
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Re: Gonna try this again: Group Story
Reply #16 - Feb 15th, 2013 at 12:03pm
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The child sat at a table with the two guards of the outpost. He had wandered for several hours before he saw the familiar banner of Lord Grembell flying in the distance. He made his way toward the red banner, with its image of a serpent wrapped around an axe, and was greeted by three guards, one of whom relayed his message.

Now the young boy sat there, reflecting on what had happened. He hadn't seen the battle, but he knew there was only one way the attackers could all have been slain: magic! He recalled that as he'd fled from the battlefield, he'd sensed a strange, familiar energy coming from the staff-wielding priest, as well as from the woman near the rear. He dared not reveal this information, however, for he knew Lord Grembell frowned upon any reference to magic.

The boy was nameless, and had been for as long as he could remember. An orphan at birth, he had sent years being tossed between many squalid orphanages, until that fateful day. The day he was conscripted into Lord Grembell's army.

Now he saw the two guards stand up and look out the window. The third guard, the messenger, was walking back toward the outpost. He walked slowly, his demeanor visibly dreary. The guards wondered what news he bore.
  
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Reply #17 - Feb 16th, 2013 at 10:39am
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Kill the child! Why would he want me to kill the child? That doesnt make any sense.: Thought the third guard aka Rejnick while he was walking, much slower than he would have under normal circumstances. Maybe they botched the transmission like they did three years ago when following a badly worded order a special envoy was tortured for a few hours before they realized their mistake, and then the people responsible were sentenced to a slow death. Fortunately for them, the envoy insisted on torturing them himself, in his zeal to make them suffer that clod killed them much quicker than a skilled executioner would have. At the thought, Rejnick let out a snort of contempt. As a skilled assassin himself he felt nothing but disdain for amateurs. Rejnick was thinking about his options. If I kill the child by mistake Ill be executed. If I delay his execution and the message is genuine Ill be tortured and condemned to slave work for a few years or even executed depending on the lords mood, which is often very bad

All of a sudden the boy realized something weird, he was absolutely certain of what that third guard was ordered to do! The magic, the power, maybe he had it in him and thats why he was able to sense the magic of the monk and that woman. They were kin spirits. As hard as he could he projected his own desire to survive toward the approaching third guard. That may not work, he thought, but its definitely worth a try.
The closer he got to the outpost, the more convinced Rejnick was that he shouldnt kill the child and that he wouldnt kill the child. To the blazes with that wicked lord! But what can he do? He cant just flee. He would be on the most wanted list for the rest of his life which would then likely be very short. He couldnt trust the other guards to go along with him. The lord rewarded dissenters who betrayed their confederates and he didnt know these two well enough, anyway. There was only one solution
As he entered the outpost the two guards were staring with confusion at the child who was yelling at the top of his lungs. This served him perfectly. With the precision acquired by years of practice he stabbed one of the guards behind at the joining of his neck and his skull. His death was silent and instantaneous. Sorry guys, he thought, but better you than me! and then killed the second guard the exact same way before the latter could even suspect that something was amiss. Thats why you should always keep your helmet on while on duty! was his second thought. Rejnick didnt choose his method randomly. It was swift and there was no spilling of blood. The child just stood there, uncertain. Rejnick winked reassuringly at him and continued with his plan. I must make these bodies disappear, which no traces of any of us, itll take them forever to figure out what happened. So, he weighed the bodies with rocks and threw them into the well nearby. Itll take them long enough to find them there!
There were two horses in the stable next to the outpost, Rejnick would take them both with him. Once everything was done he looked at the child. So, where should we go now, kid?
I know a woman. She will help us. Said the child with a cheerful smile.
  
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Reply #18 - Feb 16th, 2013 at 2:29pm
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Rejnick and his young ally saddled up the horses and set off. Their provisions were meager: three loaves of bread and a leather pouch which would be useful for gathering water from the river. However, the young boy was certain that everything would be alright.

"So this woman, she a relative of yours?" asked Rejnick.

"No, she's not", answered the boy.

"How do you know her, then?" asked the soldier.

The young boy opened his mouth to speak, but quickly checked himself. Although it seemed like Rejnick could be trusted, he didn't feel it was wise to reveal that they were seeking the very people who had defeated Lord Grembell's men.

"I met her some time ago", answered the boy.

Rejnick shrugged and followed the boy's lead. He would flee into the depths of Hell itself, so long as it meant escaping his tyrannical lord's grip. Following this kid and seeking help from this mystery woman was no big deal, as far as he was concerned.

The master assassin and the young boy rode on, their thoughts drifting with the birdsong that filled the countryside.
  
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Reply #19 - Feb 17th, 2013 at 9:43am
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You know, said Rejnick, I hope that woman of yours isn't too far from here because we only have a few days of rations left.
Dont worry about that, answered the child, I know how to catch rabbits. I can make a rabbit snare out of some string and twigs.
Really, you are very resourceful for someone your age! Maybe you could show me how and Ill make some too.
Sure. Said the child, for some reason he felt really comfortable with this man, even though he knew that had his orders been clearer he would have likely killed him without remorse and no amount of persuasion would have changed that.
And you know what, said Rejnick, maybe Ill teach you how to throw a knife.
Hey, said the child, if you can throw a knife maybe you can hunt as well!
For one second Rejnick looked at the child with a dumb look on his face and then he burst out laughing.
Of course! Boy, am I stupid! How harder can it be to kill animals than it is to kill people? And he laughed some more. The child was laughing as well. He was only ten or about but he had already seen more than his share of carnage, as that old say goes: What doesnt kill you makes you stronger.
Still he managed to keep a certain innocence, a boyish insouciance that made his joie de vivre infectious.
Rejnick was really starting to like that child. Maybe he was like the son that he never had; on second thought he was too young to be his father and a bit too old to be his big brother. So maybe he was like an uncle to the kid. Thats it exactly, an uncle.
Plus, said the child, I know how to find a few edible plants in the forest. As long as we travel inside it, we wont be hungry.
Boy, said Rejnick, you really are resourceful; I dont know what I would do without you.
I had to. Said the child with only a touch of sadness in his voice.
  
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