Blades Story Thread

Nippy · Post by **Nippy** » Thu Feb 28, 2002 1:18 am

"Once again you speak sense my friend. Bel, I have learned that my ancestors before me were members of the Blades through a journal I was given on my day of leaving. When we get some time, I will show you this and you can tell me if you recognise anything. I hope that we can all consider ourselves friends now, because I have a feeling that this may not be a walk in the park..." Connavar smiled weakly and noticed how tired he was.

"I think gentlemen, that I may call it a night. The shadows grow longer and I do need some sleep. I recommend we share a room tonight to safeguard any dangerous circumstances. I will see you all on the morrow for you are welcome to stay and have a drink..."

OOC: Okay guys, go with Conn when you are ready but don't post anything about tomorrow morning, I need to do something at night, ok?

wolven86 · Post by **wolven86** » Thu Feb 28, 2002 12:06 pm

"Just leave me a little money for some ale and i'll be up after i've had a few drinks after the action we just sure i am in need of a little relaxation and loosening up befor ei slepe merely to work out the kinks."

Connavar places some money on the table and leaves

Bel orders a pint of ale then slouches in his chair strectching himself out

"Ouch i ache all over being thrown down a set of stair hurts like hell"

Bel finishes his beer, "On that note i think i will go to bed the rest aught to do me good and i should be able to sleep a little better now Goodnight all and have a pleasant night sleep"

Rail · Post by **Rail** » Thu Feb 28, 2002 11:46 pm

Originally posted by wolven86
"Just leave me a little money for some ale and i'll be up after i've had a few drinks after the action we just sure i am in need of a little relaxation and loosening up befor ei slepe merely to work out the kinks."

Connavar places some money on the table and leaves

"Just leave me some money, too, Conn!", Matti smirked.

The big paladin snorted and continued on his way to the stairs.

"Some nerve," Matti muttered under his breath, though it was all in jest. The barmaid chuckled in amusement and seemed far more at ease without the volatile Conn around. She placed the tray of food Matti had ordered on the table and with a wink returned to her duties. Matti smiled over his mug of ale as he watched her go.

Saien returned from upstairs where he had Tamerlane carried. With a sigh, he plopped down in one of the chairs around the table. The journey had been hard on all of them, even one used to weeks on the road. Matti nodded and slid the tray over to Saien. There was enough for several of them. Saien nodded in thanks and began to sift through the food, picking out the pieces that seemed to best fit his mood.

Bell yawned and made his exit, leaving Matti and Saien the last remaining of the group in the common room.

"How's the bard," Matti asked, still drinking from the same mug of ale.

"Fine, I guess. Those priests took care of the main damage, but he's still got a bit to sleep off."

"Any idea why they attacked like they did? Seems like they were looking for him in particular." Matti frowned at the thought. He hardly knew the rest in the group, though he was quickly developing a bond with them, all searching for history of the mysterious Blades of the Banshee.

Saien scowled, and he dropped the leg of goose he'd been munching on to his plate as if he'd just lost his appetiet. "Who knows why the Hand does things?"

"Matti brightened. "So, you noticed too? I thought that must be them, though I didn't think they operated this far to the north."

"They don't," Saien frowned, pushing the plate back slightly and resting his elbows on the table. "At least, they shouldn't be here. I've had a few dealings with them before, and let's just say I don't care much for them."

Matti nodded grimly, and motioned the barmaid to bring another glass of ale.

Saien changed the subject. "I noticed you motioned to Connavar that there was more to the story of your rescue. What all happened out there?"

Matti waited until the ale was brought, and was surprised as the barmaid gave a playful look, not at him, but at the cleric, who responded in kind. Smiling to himself, the paladin nodded a thanks to the woman and muttered something about that there was not supposed to be any competition from witin his own group. When she was out of earshot, he became more serious. "We found a passage hidden in an alley. It led down below the buildings and ran for quite some distance. There was a door at the end which the assassin was trying to escape. He was calling for help, but we stopped him before he could get away. We killed the one with Tamerlane," he said darkly, "and I thought I recognized the signs of the Hand from stories my father had told me as a kid. I sensed two others beyond the doorway the whole fight, but they didn't emerge for some reason. Perhaps it was my manly physique," Matti said with a grin, flexing muscles that weren't there. "Regardless, I was surprised to see such a thieve's network in a small town such as this."

Saien shook his head and returned to his eating. "They'll go anywhere they can get to, as long as they can make money and inspire fear."

The two talked for some time longer about their new companions and about the Banshee (and of course the barmaid), though the journey was catching up fast to them. After a good hour of conversation and food, they retired for the evening to try and salvage some sleep out of the night.

average joe · Post by **average joe** » Fri Mar 01, 2002 12:19 am

On his way to the stairs, Saien had a thought. "I'll be up in a moment," Saien said, clapping Matti on the shoulder. "Be sure to save me a good piece of floor."

"No friend, I'm afraid the last to the room has to fend for himself when it comes to resting space. And don't get to attached to that pretty lass," Matti laughed. "I think she's a bit more than you can handle."

"Maybe so," Saien replied. "Maybe so. But at the moment she's not what interests me."

Matti raised an eyebrow at that. "I'm not blind friend. And neither are you. I saw you getting your eyeful earlier, and she certainly didn't seem displeased."

"Such talk for a paladin..."

"Speak for yourself, priest."

Saien laughed aloud. "Alright, you've got me there. But at the moment my target is that tavern keeper. He might have information, and information is what we need."

"Be careful the questions you ask, Saien. I've seen your caution and calm in action, but you know as well as I that we're already in a bad position here in Arberdan. Look to closely," Matti said with a knowing smile, "and you might lose an eye."

"Well then I'll keep my eyes on the finer things life has to offer." Saien said, looking yet again to the finely rounded barmaid. "But I'm not a babe to life in a tavern, and I know how to feel my way around. Now go get some sleep. I can't do what needs be done with you looking over my shoulder."

Matti walked up the stairs to the room, and seeing him leave, Saien made his way to the barkeep. Seeing Saien approach, the man straightened.

"I trust my services are to your liking, good sir? The Blue Lotus always takes care of its patrons."

"Really. The welcoming we received earlier today wasn't quite what I would call 'with arms wide open.' Are newcomers always treated so?"

"Aye sir, well that would be your misfortune of having made acquaintances with that rapscallion, Tamerlane Khan. Most decent folk, such as meself," the man said with a toothless grin, "know to steer clear of such as him, eastern born and all."

Saien wondered just how decent this man really was, running an establishment such as the Blue Lotus, but he was not really interested in such. "Well, that may be so, good sir, but I couldn't help but notice your hired help disappearing when duty called. I wouldn't have expected such from a quality establishment like the Blue Lotus."

At that, the tavern keeper's face soured, but he replied with a quick, "Now sir. I can't have you talking so. I lost a fine man today." His face soured even more at such. Saien supposed it was dubbing the guard 'fine man' that did it. "Nevertheless, you'd do well not to speak of such. There are things in this town that you don't want to be involved in. And I won't say another word of it.

Saien frowned. He had moved to quickly in his questioning, but he was feeling the weight of the day upon him. Perhaps the barmaid was just the girl to lighten his mood, and she might know something as well. Turning to take in the tavern, he saw a man sitting in the corner, staring directly at him. Saien could have sworn the man had not been in the tavern earlier, but he had heard no one enter. Maybe rest was better. Saien left the common room, and retired to his quarters.

Nippy · Post by **Nippy** » Fri Mar 01, 2002 1:30 am

Connavar saw Kera running towards him. She was smiling and the thought of her made him beam with joy. He ran towards her too. They were but a few yards from each other when Connavar's worse dreams came true.

The sky turned black and a massive tear in the earth opened up. Ghat'Khan rushed out of this link to the abyss and roared a greeting to Connavar. He had a twisted, evil smile with those hideous fangs and a twisted snarl rumbled from his throat. He ran towards Kera and... and... he slashed his fangs along her throat. He disappeared and Connavar ran towards Kera, holding her head, trying to stop the flow of blood. Her blood soaked his hands and it didn't stop, it poured out and it started coming up to his head. He was drowning in her blood.

He sat up in bed starteled, a cold sweat glistened on his body from the moon and the open window. He could hear soft snorts and heavy breathing. Everyone was asleep.

His vision now adjusted, he put his head back down on the pillow. A creaking floorboard woke him again and he saw a small figure step up to the window.

"Alarm! Alarm! We have a thief!"

The figure turned around to look at Connavar and smiled, it was a small girl and she lithelty jumped out of the window. Everyone woke up and asked what the problem was. Connavar explained and found a note on the wall...

OOC: I'll leave it to one of you to decide whats in the note, just make sure a meeting comes of it...

Tamerlane · Post by **Tamerlane** » Fri Mar 01, 2002 5:29 am

Would of posted a few days ago, but work kept me away from the net.

*****

Slowly but surely the youngster known as Tamerlane began to become aware of his surroundings. Then he felt the heaviness that clung to his head. He felt drained but wasn't aware why?

Then like a flash it all came back to him. The incident with the assassins, but surely they were associates of the Great Khan. Or so he thought, he felt betrayed of sorts. He wasn't expecting the sudden force from the strike and he shuddred as he knew the men would return. He hated the waiting, but in his present state that was all he could do. He planned to enquire to the others in the daylight, but for know he sat quietly enveloped within the darkness. He felt at ease.

After some time he turned slightly on his chair shifting his weight side ways so as to gain a better view of his companions. He saw them all sleeping, he sensed that they must of had a bad day or was it days? Tamerlane wasn't exactly certain of how long he was passed out. All he knew was that the night was upon him.

Drifting back to sleep, he was startled by the resounding cry of alarm. Grudgingly lifting himself to his feet, he saw a shadow drift across the street below...

wolven86 · Post by **wolven86** » Fri Mar 01, 2002 6:01 pm

"Bel your eyes are better in this light than ours. Could you read us what the note says?" asked Connavar

"Of course, now then let me see, ah yes -

We know of the problems you have faced since you entered into this town.

And i would have it known that you have been watched and that we see much promise in you.

You must meet with us at the cloaked travellers inn at the east gate of town by sunset today or we will be forced to do something ................. unpleasant to you!

it looks like we have made quite a stir in this town already, but i would be wary it could merely be a ploy of those we have faced before to contrive to get us into an easily ambushable position, if we were to accept this "kind" invitation we must do it with a pinch of salt and go prepared."

Rail · Post by **Rail** » Sat Mar 02, 2002 1:57 pm

"Geez, you guys! What's all the racquet about?!?" A groggy Matti sat up in his bedroll and rubbed his eyes, sleep still clinging to his voice. "We're trying to sleep, here!"

Connavar scowled slightly. For a spry and energetic man, Matti was harder than most to rouse in the morning. "We've had a visitor!"

"Oh!" Matti lay back down and rolled over, his back facing the rest of the group. "Well..., send them away. We'll talk to them in the morning."

Saien snickered, but Connavar simply shook his head and kicked the smaller paladin in the ribs, none too gently. "Wake up, you big log! Not that kind of visitor!"

Matti rolled out of his bedroll, sitting up quickly and looking quite hurt and offended. It took him a few moments before he could get his bearings and see everyone crowding around Bel and the note. "Oh!" He struggled to his feet and sauntered over to the elf, still trying to rub the last of his sleep from his eyes.

average joe · Post by **average joe** » Sat Mar 02, 2002 11:19 pm

"Trust me Matti," Saien commiserated, "I know how you feel. Someone put their foot in my mouth in their hurry." Saien flashed a glare towards Tamerlane as he said this. "By the gods, I wonder if I'll ever get a goodnight's sleep in any of your company. This is the second night in a row that intruders have disturbed my slumber."

"Yes," Connavar answered, "but at least this time they meant us no harm." Tamerlane and Bel both looked towards one another, confused as to what Saien and Connavar referred to.

"Oh!" Saien exclaimed, exasperated. "Get Matti to tell you the story. No doubt he'll embellish the situation, and call it a glorious battle." Saien rolled his eyes. "So what's all the commotion about?"

Nippy proceeded to explain, and upon Bel's reading of the letter, followed by his warning, Saien replied, "No friend, it never hurts to be prepared. But I have no doubts that this message does not come from our enemies....or at least our known enemies. The Ash Hand would never use a child to do their dirty work. Whether those who sent the message mean us harm, I cannot say."

Saien looked to his companions.

Tamerlane · Post by **Tamerlane** » Sun Mar 03, 2002 8:09 am

Well, thought Tamerlane you spend half a day with a bunch of total strangers and then not only do you learn about their darkest moments of their past in a matter of a few minutes but you also end up in their debt for saving your life.

Being the bard that he was, he thought of his activites with the adventurers and elf and of how they would make an interesting story should he ever have the time to devise one. He held on to that thought. He may write it after all, but for now this problem with this group disturbed him. Were they in league with the people who had been following him? More importantly were they the people who had actually followed him since he landed on Argyle?

So many unanswered questions swirled through his head. Maybe he would get his chance at this 'meeting', if you could call it that. Unwilling to take the initiative he waited for someone else to make the first move. For you see the incident which led to his kidnapping was still fresh in his mind.

***
On a minor note, I actually have the thread as a whole in notepad form. So the story that Tamerlane is thinking of will be done in the end. But only up to my departure

Nippy · Post by **Nippy** » Sun Mar 03, 2002 8:19 am

"So, not only do we have mysterious enemies, we also have mysterious allies. I suggest gentlemen, that due to the time, we may as well get some sleep and discuss this in the morning. We will need rest and I imagine that sooner or later that this group will send us an envoy and an invitation. Until then we may as prepare for the worst. We will need sleep. Those of us who can cast spells, I suggest that we use spells that will heal us and hinder enemies. Are we agreed? Let us decide quickly, we will need sleep soon..."

average joe · Post by **average joe** » Sun Mar 03, 2002 10:53 am

"Aye, I'll be prepared," Saien replied.

Laying back down into his bedroll, Saien tried to ease his mind and let sleep come over him. His face still hurt. Four traveling companions, each one barely known, and not a grain of sense amongst the four of them. True, Matti and Connavar each displayed it in fleeting moments, but they were always quick to give in to wild displays of emotional rashness. There was still much to discuss with both Bel and Tamerlane, but that would come another time. It was late, and sleep finally washed over Saien.

Rail · Post by **Rail** » Mon Mar 04, 2002 5:45 pm

Originally posted by Nippy
"<snip>Those of us who can cast spells, I suggest that we use spells that will heal us and hinder enemies.<snip>"

Matti turned to Saien and muttered quietly, "Awww! And I was hoping for spells with pretty displays of light!" Saien chuckled at the private joke before responding to Connavar and returning to his bedroll.

It took a couple of readings before the note made much sense to the sleepy Matti, though it did finally register, more or less. He frowned, partly due to having been awakened from a good night's rest, but partly from the veiled threat at the end of the note.

...You must meet with us at the cloaked travellers inn at the east gate of town by sunset today or we will be forced to do something ................. unpleasant to you!

"Well, they'd better not wake us up again, or they'll see 'unpleasant', alright!" He shook his head and paced back and forth for a bit, a habit that Connavar knew meant he was deep in thought. Though at this time of night, the wirey paladin's thoughts were somewhat limited.

"I don't trust them, much, Conn. Why'd they come in the middle of the night. I guess if they'd meant any harm, they could have done something other than leave threats, but I still don't trust 'em."

Connavar nodded, re-reading the note for the seventh time. It sure didn't seem like the Ash Hand, alright. Their last encounter was sudden violence, and from their reputation, there was no reason to believe their next would be any easier. But still, one couldn't be too careful when dealing with sneaks in the night.

Bel stood rubbing his chin and listening. He seemed equally as skeptical as the others. Tamerlane stood and continued to stare out the window at the darkened street below, though his thoughts seemed much farther off.

Matti stopped his pacing and wheeled on the others. "What if we just leave a note here, telling them to meet us on our terms? I'm not about to walk blindly into a tavern to a meeting where the other side says 'come or else'." He shiverred slightly in the cool draft still lingering from the open window. "If we do decide to go, I'm going in alone to case the place earlier in the day. At least one of us ought to be around and unknown to them, just in case."

Bel looked more than skeptical now, but Conn thought well on the suggestion, knowing Matti's surprising abilities with stealth and disguise. Something like that might work, though it could cause even greater distrust if it were known to the mysterious allies.

wolven86 · Post by **wolven86** » Mon Mar 04, 2002 5:58 pm

"I suggest we simply sleep on it. It can be seen in a different and new light in the morning and personally I'm quite tired so i will bid you all goodnight once more."

****
Next morning
****

With a sigh and a yawn Bel rolled off his mat and onto the floorwhere he lay for a few minutes not even bothering to get up.

A few minutes later Connavar stuck his feet over the side of the bed and stepped down on Bel,

"OW GET THE HELL OFF ME YOU FOOL" he shouted

"What are you doing on the floor???"

"I rolled out of bed and couldn't be bothered to get up! but I suppose I had better now"

Bel gets up

"I'm gonna go for a walk clear my head a bit, and to see what i can find out"

****
Outside the inn
****

"Hey you Elf come over here"

The voice appeared to be coming form a long dark alleyway.

"Bel Haladrin if you don't come over here now I will be forced to eviscerate you"

The voice sounded familiar and obviously seemed to know who Bel was, so loosening his sword in its sheath Bel cautiously makes his way over to the alley.

"I don't believe it, how longs it been now my old friend?"

"Long too long Bel, listen i have some information for you concerning the events 10 years ago."

"You do give it to me now or I will eviscerate you as well NOW before i really lose my temper"

"Calm down my old friend listen very carefully..........."

****
Back in the Blue Lotus
****

The door to the companians room flies open and an enraged Bel storms in.

"Out everybody out I need to destroy something out before I do something I might regret" with his piked gauntlet in hand he smashes a nearby chair to pieces "OUT NOW"

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH" no furniture appears to be safe from Bel's wrath pulling out his sword he proceeds to chop up a table as well. Looking around he notices that no one has left pulling out a crossbow pistol he points it at the nearest person who just so happens to be Connavar, "You and you're kind have cost me too much, and i cannot allow it to continue, always preaching about your pathetic gods what the HELL have they ever done for me, huh, all they have done is taken awat and never given. I must do something. I know where they are know, they shall fall beneath my wrath nothing can stop my fury, they have taken from me and so i will take double what they have taken, it must be stopped it must end this cannot be allowed to continue!"

Bel begans to quiver for a couple of seconds before his weapons fall from his hands, he drops to his knee's and begins to sob.

Tamerlane · Post by **Tamerlane** » Mon Mar 04, 2002 8:03 pm

Pleasant dreams were interrupted by the piercing cry of rage. 'And so early in the morning' muttered Tamerlane. Knowing that the day held many challenges in store for him and his comrades. Tamerlane decided that he would follow Bel out of the room but only as far the bar downstairs. For a hearty breakfast was on his mind and he knew that one would be needed to see this day out. And after that wake up call, he knew he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep anytime soon.

Waiting for the rest of his new companions to wake up. Tamerlane began to ponder of as to why this so-called Ash Hand group, would try to establish themselves in Aberdan. Everyone knows that Aberdan is the centre of Argyle metaphorically speaking. Therefore if a guild exists well then it could be traced back to the town of Aberdan. Tamerlane remembers the first time he came across one particular guild, chillingly called the Sin Guild, truely evil people they were. 'They would eat the Ash Hand alive if given the half the oppurtunity' thought Tamerlane. And with that last comment, he made his way back up the room.

Watching the others slowly wake up, Tamerlane thought he could end up liking this assortment of travellers. This new view of his companions quickly dissipated when he saw Bel enter the room, anger strewn upon his face. Keeping a hand near his dagger, which he now always kept on him, ever since the unfortunate incident which led to his kidnapping. Tamerlane was prepared for the worst.

You could imagine the sigh of relief that could be felt in the room when Bel dropped his weapon. 'So this was the way it was always going be with this group', thought Tamerlane. Whilst awaiting for his own questions to be answered, Tamerlane had learnt of the Ash Hand and now could only imagine of what the elf had gotten himself involved in.

average joe · Post by **average joe** » Mon Mar 04, 2002 11:08 pm

The room was wrecked, furniture smashed and curtains ripped from the windows. Saien was quite sure he looked a fool, his mouth wide open, but he didn't care.

Saien had awoken refreshed that morning, and he had taken his time with his prayers and preparations for the day. Between the past two nightfalls, his senses had failed Saien more than he was used to, but he would not let another situation take him by surprise. He would not let Connavar and Matti down.

The calm he felt had been fleeting, however, as Bel burst into the room, hurling spittle, roaring insanities, and tearing the room apart. The elf must have been through much in his lifetime, but so had Saien, and he didn't make such a fuss or comotion. Barely audible, Saien muttered to Matti, "Well. What was that?"

Bel now sat huddled on the floor before him, but Saien felt no desire to console the creature. He had little experience counseling others, and truthfully, he didn't trust Bel. The elf had been nothing but trouble since their first meeting. Come to think of it, Saien could say the same for each of the others assembled in the room, yet each had already saved his life in the short time he had known them. Hastin had always said Saien would have to learn to work with others, and maybe this way Fharlanghn's way of his resolve.

Saien placed his hand on the shoulder of his forlorn Elven companion, hoping to confort him. Looking to Connavar, Saien wondered how the towering paladin would react to this outburst. Yesterday's events had paralleled the path this situation was rapidly speeding towards, and Connavar had not exactly proved a shining testament to a Paladin's reserve and compassion. Saien braced for what was to come. He told himself that he would not let Connavar harm Bel, even if the Elf had it coming, and even if it meant bringing Connavar's wrath down upon himself. Nothing was ever easy.

Nippy · Post by **Nippy** » Tue Mar 05, 2002 1:16 am

Connavar stood taking in his surroundings. The angry Elf had left everything in tatters. He breathed deeply and sighed.

"Matti, do me a favour. Run down to the bar and get some kind of spirit. It appears our friend will need it. Saien, help Bel up on to a bed, he can't sit on the floor. Tamerlane, see if you can rustle up some food. The bar won't be serving at this time."

Connavar walked up to the docile Elf and sat beside him.

"My friend, you must tell us your problem. We cannot have you like this, Elven kin are meant to be a joy! Now tell us what happebed and maybe we can help..."

Connavar looked on at the man. His breathing was deep and his head hunched over, the sobs were still audible.

"Breathe deeply, my friend, breathe deeply..."

Rail · Post by **Rail** » Tue Mar 05, 2002 3:43 am

Matti frowned to himself and muttered, "Some spirits?!? The last thing he'll need on his mind is something to cloud his judgement and drown his sorrows."

During Matti's life, he had met a grand total of five elves. One had been a melancholy chap, a tiller of the earth, living on the outskirts of Port Hope. It had taken the elf a great deal of time to gain acceptance among the humans, and the struggle had taken it's toll on the man. Matti knew elves didn't age much, but this one seemed to age as quick as any human in those first few years. Two other elves had ended up attacking the paladin or those he was protecting, one of them in an ambush of clerical initiates traveling to Aberdan. Both of those elves radiated extreme evil. He could still remember the sickly-pale skinned elf as the villan ran his blade through one of the young, female priests, bloodlust shining brightly in his eyes, remorse further from his mind than anything else. Matti had killed that one in one of the toughest fights he'd ever encountered. The fourth elf was in a tavern, a dark-skinned lout who seemed to enjoy his job as a bouncer of sorts way too much. While that one also reeked of evil, Matti never saw anything unlawful in the man other than he was far too quick to draw his blade whenever a drunk got a bit too rowdy. Matti didn't care too much for the tavern or the shadowy elf, and his stay was a short one.

The fifth elf was Bel, a hot tempered elf who had little tact, but seemed to be getting better until this morning. Matti's opinion wasn't too high of elves at the moment, but he tried to keep thinking of Delthaen, the farmer from back home. Surely there must be more elves like him in the world.

Such thoughts were not the ones Matti thought a paladin should be harboring, however, so he went to his pack to look for a flask of spirits. Finding the one from the other night, he strode over to where the elf had collapsed and pulled up a chair to the table, sitting down and waiting for Saien and Conn to finish consoleing the man. He felt the last thing the young fighter needed was another voice prodding him on. It was obvious he had been through a great deal, but without telling his companions what was troubling him, there was little they could do but wait. It was obvious he had hard feelings toward those of faith, so Matti wasn't sure they shouldn't sit back and let the elf get hold of himself. "But...," thought Matti, "Conn will do what he feels is best. I just hope the elf thanks him for it or there'll be more healing to do.

"If anyone needs Lathander," Matti thought, "it's this troubled young elf." He lifted his feet to the chair opposite him and waited for Conn and Saien to allow the elf to regain his composure. There were many more unanswered questions that they needed answers for, and soon. The elf with the Banshee pendant was going to be with them for some time, if Matti's feelings were correct.

wolven86 · Post by **wolven86** » Tue Mar 05, 2002 5:37 pm

(in between sobs)"There is no longer any joy left in my life. All that I ever cared about is gone.My life is ruined by you and your kind all I now live to do is to hunt down those that forced me out and destroyed my life for every hurt they have placed on me i will repay it back tenfold, though there are only a few left of the band responsible for this travesty that i have suffered. I will hunt them to the end of my days. Until my last dying breath I curse them. They cannot hide from me merely run and that is never enough. Not only now do I find that one who was responsible alights in this very town but that he has recently done more to me than i thought was possible."

Bel looked really quite pathetic, and looking at the bottle in Matti's hand he grabbed it and took a long draught. Matti spoke out,

"Bel there is no reason for you to drown your sorrows in liquor it will only put off the inevitable, you cannot keep your thoughts and feelings locked up inside they will only festerand then they will be ten times as worse"

(still sobbing)"Keep them locked up if i let them out i would have come into this room like a whirlwind and killed you all in my rage, you cannot comprehend the loss I have suffered do not even think to tell me what i must do."

"Come on now Bel calm down, deep breaths we might be able to help you if only you would tell us exactly what was wrong!" Connavar asked.

"Calm down, you're telling me to calm down, my wife Avarielle was murdered by a group of ignorant drunk peasants or so it seemed at the time, and now i find out that one of them is in this town, and not soon after tha ti find he has killed one of my oldest friends these people are the dregs of humanity and are not even fit for me to tread onyet still they come back to haunt me, I will see this finished!"

average joe · Post by **average joe** » Tue Mar 05, 2002 6:27 pm

"We all have our past that we carry with us, Bel," Saien said calmly. "And you are wrong to say that I could not comprehend your loss. My entire family was taken from me as a child, murdered, and there was nothing I could do to save them. I know how you feel, and I will help you avenge those who have fallen. You have my sorrow, but my hope is that we can work together to lift the burden from one another, rather than allowing ourselves to dwell in misery. I'll give you my hand if you'll reach out and grab it." Bel looked up from the floor, straight into Saien's deep green eyes.

*****

OOC: After that last line..."I'll give you my hand if you'll reach out and grab it," I wanted to throw in "Let's walk away from this hell."

It's a line from a song "Into the Dark" by the Juliana Theory...one of my favorite songs from one of my favorite bands. I just couldn't bring myself to make Saien say it, but I felt like singing it at the top of my lungs as I wrote it...don't you love music!!