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Tales by TerishD: Feast at Serpic-Moreal - 16B
Posted by TerishD on Thursday, August 28, 2008 (11:13:16) (3 reads)
Drunk Dwarves in
Feast at Serpic-Moreal
Chapter Sixteen: Knowledge of the Underground
Part 2
Scorplin was so upset in seeing Ninette taken from him that he almost forgot that he had a spell enabling him to fly prepared. As soon as he remembered, he activated the magic and took off after the lady. He quickly noticed the problems that she faced in the location. The fissure dropped down beyond his ability to see. The vertical walls did not appear easy to ascend. He did not worry about climbing or what was above, but having seen the dragon take Ninette down Scorplin set himself to descending.
A glow became bright as the soft radiance of numerous mushrooms came into view. While Scorplin had used magic to bestow magical sight upon him, he found the vertical split in the earth to appear surreal with the mist from falling water being lit by the glow of fungi. No distant roar of the cascading liquid sounded, but an almost musical rhythm of a multitude of tiny castanets filled the volume. Scorplin looked around noticing that more descending streams than just the one he followed worked to keep the air humid. The mushrooms grew thick in the moist atmosphere with their glow seeming to show their pleasure in their surroundings.
Scorplin stopped as he noticed a man carefully moving among the mushrooms. His frail form had legs wrapped around the stalks of the fungi. His long gray beard had been tied around a rock. His arms also worked to assure that he would not fall even as they moved to pick something that was placed in a bag. Seeming to have picked out his immediate area, the man looked to determine where to go next, and it was then that he noticed the flying man and whispered.
"The dragon does not know your name?"
They find the dragon's lair, although do not foolishly enter.
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Tales by TerishD: Feast at Serpic-Moreal - 16A
Posted by TerishD on Saturday, August 23, 2008 (11:29:48) (19 reads)
Drunk Dwarves in
Feast at Serpic-Moreal
Chapter Sixteen: Knowledge of the Underground
Part 1
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Ninette felt her ability to move return as taloned hands grabbed her waist then pulled back in alarm. As the creature screamed words demanding that she remove the armor, knowledge that Thaenir had not lied to her reinforced the supply of rage within Ninette. The emotion within her almost made her cry with the assurance that her life was not a lie. She had not put her faith in a concept without any real substance. The dwarf Hoduyyal had not caused her to exchange the preachings of her father for another set of completely bogus beliefs. Ninette found herself unable to hear her abductor scream as she focused on strongly wording a prayer.
Talons again came upon her body, then the lizard-like humanoid yelled out curses as the lady realized other facts. Just as Hoduyyal had not lied to her, Scorplin and the dwarves he traveled with had also been honest with her. While Ninette had not ever thought bad of her recent companions, the events of her time with them had her realize that she had no cause to distrust their words or actions. Scorplin had not ever mistreated her, and had always been willing to support her. He had even recently arrived to attempt a rescue before she again found herself taken by the strange creature that ruled this underground domain. As a dried scaled face moved in front of her eyes to make demands, Ninette found herself able to meet the gaze confident that her life now rested on a solid foundation.
"You are nothing but a lie."
"What? Girl, remove that armor and I will teach you the truth of what I am."
"The goddess Thaenir said that she would stay with me, and she is not a lie. I will not dishonor her or the one that made this armor. I will persevere."
Not being able to fight for her own life, Ninette finds a need to fight for the love of Scorplin.
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Tales by TerishD: Feast at Serpic-Moreal - 15B
Posted by TerishD on Monday, August 18, 2008 (11:04:03) (30 reads)
Drunk Dwarves in
Feast at Serpic-Moreal
Chapter Fifteen: A Cautious Rescue
Part 2
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Scorplin heard some sounds below him. He paused to make out specific words, but simply hearing the distance voice of Ninette was enough to have the man make a decision. He made a couple of quick moves down, then found himself sliding. He actually felt no reason to stop the descent, although noticed the hand of Borshik lift to point at him. Scorplin showed his respect for the dwarf by turning his feet to prevent further movement, although could not prevent himself from making a comment.
"You believe that your men can handle it?"
"How are we going to fight that dragon?"
"I believe that we came close to really hurting that monster last time. If your men now believe that they can challenge it, I am not going to leave them to fight alone."
"Yes, but I would prefer going to them with some type of plan."
"I will not stand by and watch as Ninette gets taken again. I would hope that you have similar thoughts of your men."
Bethrayan worked to help his wolves descend safely as he said, "That is my daughter down there. We need to get to her."
And the battle is again joined.
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Tales by TerishD: Feast at Serpic-Moreal - 15A
Posted by TerishD on Wednesday, August 13, 2008 (11:25:15) (49 reads)
Drunk Dwarves in
Feast at Serpic-Moreal
Chapter Fifteen: A Cautious Rescue
Part 1
Scorplin had spent time in the water taking his bath, but dropping down into the water this time caused him concern. He was still impressed that his earlier spell had done such a good job, but did not know why his minor evocation had such a magnificent effect. The only hypothesis that worked was the webs had been left over by some creature. While the hole had been covered, Scorplin could not believe that the monster had completely given up hope, so dropped down once again looking for signs of trouble beyond the immediate surroundings.
Borshik splashing into the water did not exactly please Scorplin. He however did not speak against being doused even as he had a hand move to his beard to force some liquid from it. The dwarf had been glad to learn that the water was not deep enough to reach his chin, so had climbed a rope in order to take a bath earlier. Scorplin only assumed that he now showed his confidence in being able to overcome the situation in simply dropping into the stream, although had to ask about something.
"Where is the shield?"
"There is no assurance of this passage being big enough for it. I might have my style, but I am not dependent upon my style."
The men can only hope that they are going in the proper direction.
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Tales by TerishD: Feast at Serpic-Moreal - 14B
Posted by TerishD on Friday, August 08, 2008 (11:17:08) (63 reads)
Drunk Dwarves in
Feast at Serpic-Moreal
Chapter Fourteen: In the Clutches of the Dragon
Part 2
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Seeing that the air inside the room was no longer filled with particles from her earlier mistreatment of the bed, Ninette went inside to look around. A basin near a stove had a lever that had cold water rush from a spout. At the bottom of the basin was a large hole from which could be heard the sound of running water. She thought of getting a remnant of cloth and using it to clean the place, but became curious about the source of water. She thus went back outside to look up the escarpment.
Coming back out of the room, she saw a dwarf. His hair was completely black. Morten was the one with black hair, but the features were not his. Looking at the dwarf, she thought he was Alchort, but before she could say the name, he introduced himself.
"I'm Edgeron. Glad to see you Ninette."
The lady was certain that the dwarf was not Edgeron. She however quickly understood the plan that the short men were attempting. Not wanting to be the one that spoiled their attempt at freedom, she quickly found an appropriate reply.
"Well, I was thinking about fixing something to eat. What does your wife fix you when you are in your underground home and the cupboard is bare?"
"My wife, hmmm, well, our love helps us survive over the rough times."
Those captured do their best to gain control.
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Tales by TerishD: Feast at Serpic-Moreal - 14A
Posted by TerishD on Sunday, August 03, 2008 (11:40:15) (82 reads)
Drunk Dwarves in
Feast at Serpic-Moreal
Chapter Fourteen: In the Clutches of the Dragon
Part 1
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She had been set before a large stone door. The dragon had used its long nimble fingers to work the latch and reveal a plush bedroom. Ninette saw the elegance, but also the dust. While the dragon was attempting to make her feel comfortable, she found its words having no enticement. Looking into the room she suspected would be her cage, she found the strength for her defiance.
The dragon blared, "Girl, I know who you are. You fled from me once before. This time I waited until I heard your name. I want to show you my pleasure at having you as my guest."
"What happened to my friends that you took at that time?"
"I don't know. Change clothes, Ninamaya, and I will show you around my place. Surely you will see them."
She looked into the room and saw the faded, mildewed, and unraveling look to a few dresses, and that helped her stay defiant. "Change clothes? What is wrong with what I am wearing?"
"It is not proper attire for a lady."
"This suit was made for me by a master craftsman. You are remaining in your protective aura, so I should be allowed to remain in mine."
A hand came up and pushed her through the doorway as the dragon exclaimed, "We will speak again after you change clothes."
"I will not EVER change clothes!"
Things are bad, but our group still has hope.
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Tales by TerishD: Feast at Serpic-Moreal - 13B
Posted by TerishD on Tuesday, July 29, 2008 (11:47:34) (81 reads)
Drunk Dwarves in
Feast at Serpic-Moreal
Chapter Thirteen: An Unexpected Meeting
Part 2
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"Excuse me, Sir, but I don't believe that I saw you do anything to stop that creature."
"You are right. I was frightened. I am still frightened. I am sorry. I believe that the both of us got off on the wrong foot." The man advanced with his hand out as he said, "I am Bethrayan from Geloosh. I am a representative of the divine force of honesty, and serve my town by being a silversmith."
"I am Lord Scorplin of the kingdom of Phomorsh. While I maintain my own property that provides some milk and cheese to the nearby barony, I mostly make my wealth by my own labor as a wizard. I lost my entire home and family in an earthquake, so took this adventure with Sarge and his men to get away from home and mourn in peace. I found your daughter in a slaver camp as we crossed the desert. She claimed a history with this place, claimed to be able to work with animals, and had a fabulous suit of armor. I thus purchased the armor in making an agreement with your daughter."
"I heard her say that she loved you. I also heard something about a year."
"I heard the words as well. If you care to hear my version of the story, I would have to ask you to join us."
Some needed discussion is now done.
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Tales by TerishD: Feast at Serpic-Moreal - 13A
Posted by TerishD on Thursday, July 24, 2008 (11:06:17) (76 reads)
Drunk Dwarves in
Feast at Serpic-Moreal
Chapter Thirteen: An Unexpected Meeting
Part 1
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Pushing back out the panel to the dining room, the presence of a light caused Scorplin to step on through the portal. He expected to see another monster, and the growl of a wolf had him bring to mind a spell. The movement of a lantern however let him know that a more intelligent presence was in the room. The man had long sideburns that made his haggard face seem very gaunt. He wore a long leather coat over normal clothes. As Scorplin noticed a familiar symbol set in silver dangling from the cuffs and lapels, he saw an owl sitting on the man's shoulder, so made the initial statement informative and friendly.
"Your daughter is with us. She has been treated well, and I am glad to see you."
The rough voice that came in return blared an accusation, "She fell into the hands of slavers."
"She might have been foolish, but most suffer worse. When I found her she was attempting to regain her armor."
"How much did you pay for her?"
"I didn't buy her. I bought her armor."
"How much?"
Things turn very bad.
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Tales by TerishD: Feast at Serpic-Moreal - 12B
Posted by TerishD on Saturday, July 19, 2008 (11:16:39) (116 reads)
Drunk Dwarves in
Feast at Serpic-Moreal
Chapter Twelve: Troubling Mysteries
Part 2
Ninette began undoing a strap to her breastplate. Scorplin noticed, then reached into his robes to pull out a handkerchief. She took it with a smile on her face, but then continued to undo the strap enough to pull out a scarf.
"Will you accept this from me?"
"Certainly, Ninette."
Surprised showed in her voice as she exclaimed even as her name echoed through the room, "Really?"
"There is no matrimonial connection to carrying a lady's scarf. It only shows devotion. You are a very lovely lady, and one that I do have responsibility for. It would be wrong for me not to take it, although I am honored that the scarf is given freely."
"You don't carry a woman's scarf. Didn't your wife give you one?"
"My whole wardrobe is due to my wife. I might not be wearing one of her scarves, but everything down to my underwear is from that lady."
As usual, not a standard fight.
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Tales by TerishD: Feast at Serpic-Moreal - 12A
Posted by TerishD on Monday, July 14, 2008 (11:32:52) (146 reads)
Drunk Dwarves in
Feast at Serpic-Moreal
Chapter Twelve: Troubling Mysteries
Part 1
Morten began speaking to Ninette about how she was going to prepare the meat. The lady commented that upon their return there probably would not be time to marinate the steaks, so only hoped to add flavor by having side dishes. Morten however spoke of some of the spices he knew were available, and tried to convince the lady to prepare the food in a certain fashion. In blurting out the dwarf's name, all heard the echo, causing Ninette to feel guilty as the others hushed.
Borshik broke the silence by saying, "He needed to be called down, dear lady. If you weren't here, Morten would probably be cooking. You have been doing a fine job, and I would suggest deserve a break should Morten want something special. However, no feasting until this place is conquered."
The dwarf being referred to retorted, "A tastefully prepared meal is not a feast."
"It is for you, because if you like something, you tend to gorge yourself on it."
More of Serpic-Moreal is revealed.
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