Tales of Felmera Chapter I
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Benedict trudged along behind the group as they walked in semi-single file through the streets. This was an interesting group, very interesting... everyone mistrusted everyone, that much was clear. Ledlon certainly had his eye on Benedict, that Galhar fellow was suspicion itself, his motives completely unclear. Only Halden and his two friends seemed relatively uninterested in the inner working of their group.
Perhaps it was because they had each other to rely on? Benedict didn't know, but they would probably be the best to become friends with, their numbers and lack of inhibitions would make them ideal as allies in the group. Why he needed allies? Benedict smiled to himself, hopefully nobody would be finding out about that too soon...
Perhaps it was because they had each other to rely on? Benedict didn't know, but they would probably be the best to become friends with, their numbers and lack of inhibitions would make them ideal as allies in the group. Why he needed allies? Benedict smiled to himself, hopefully nobody would be finding out about that too soon...
Ledlon stopped. He took a deep breath before turning to observe the angry mob that had arrived. They were carrying torches, pitchforks, basically anything you could think of. "Oh come on, what do you think we are? Frankenstein monsters?! We didn't even cause the bar fight!"
The angry crowd charged against them, without hesitation.
"Oh bollocks. Run!"
The angry crowd charged against them, without hesitation.
"Oh bollocks. Run!"
Benedict ran alongside the rest of the party. he was dressed only in leathers and skins, and his legs were uscled from days of marches in the hard seasons of his tribe's yearly cycle.
So he loped along, watching his armoured, well equipped companions sweat in the confines of their heavy clothing and protection.
Behind them, the mob was having more trouble keeping up. They were mostly half drunk, and looking for easy prey, they tripped and stumbled over each other in their haste to catch up, and the few who did manage to break loose and make up some speed soon realised that they were about to attack a band of warriors alone with their fists.
Galhar stopped them at a corner. "This..." he panted "is stupid... follow me... I'll" he gasped for a moment, then looked back in alarm at the approaching gang.
They set off again, and Galhar spoke to them as they ran "This... way..."
So he loped along, watching his armoured, well equipped companions sweat in the confines of their heavy clothing and protection.
Behind them, the mob was having more trouble keeping up. They were mostly half drunk, and looking for easy prey, they tripped and stumbled over each other in their haste to catch up, and the few who did manage to break loose and make up some speed soon realised that they were about to attack a band of warriors alone with their fists.
Galhar stopped them at a corner. "This..." he panted "is stupid... follow me... I'll" he gasped for a moment, then looked back in alarm at the approaching gang.
They set off again, and Galhar spoke to them as they ran "This... way..."
Drizzt
Knight
Galhar turned down a side-alley, disappearing into the darkness. When the cries of the mob died away, he stopped, and turned tothe wall on his right.
"I see that it is old." He noticed, saying this to himself, before stepping forward, and getting a hand and foot hold. He started to rise, climbing the wall, to the top. From there, he followed to roof to the next, and then the next house, reaching the area where the mob milled, searching for the band. "Too easy."
"I see that it is old." He noticed, saying this to himself, before stepping forward, and getting a hand and foot hold. He started to rise, climbing the wall, to the top. From there, he followed to roof to the next, and then the next house, reaching the area where the mob milled, searching for the band. "Too easy."
Incaa
Master Knight
"Yes easy indeed" said a voice behind Galhar, as it turned out the source of the voice also had hands..hands which quickly locked Galhar's arms behind his back and thrust a daggar to his throat. The darkness concealed the assailant's face when he leaned in and whispered "It's dangerous up here you know.."
((Don't worry guys Its safe to have me in this one, I've changed alot since last time...alot less touchy emo lol))
((Don't worry guys Its safe to have me in this one, I've changed alot since last time...alot less touchy emo lol))
Drizzt
Knight
"As I well know." Galhar replied through a smiling mouth. "I do hope you didn't eat anything recently. I hate food on my boots."
Thus said, he applied slight pressure with the back of his boot, a blade he recently attached, slid out, and stopped at his assailant's stomach.
"You might wish to let go." He continued. "I can kick hard. Very hard."
He pressed upwards even more to emphasize his point.
(No pun intended. xD)
Thus said, he applied slight pressure with the back of his boot, a blade he recently attached, slid out, and stopped at his assailant's stomach.
"You might wish to let go." He continued. "I can kick hard. Very hard."
He pressed upwards even more to emphasize his point.
(No pun intended. xD)
Incaa
Master Knight
"Touche" The man said with a slight hint of laughter in his voice. He released Galhar and stepped back, In the light cast by the mob's torches the assailant could now be seen.
He was about 5' 11" tall with lightly colored skin and long messy black hair from which an assortment of beads and small bones hung. He wore a dark cloak which covered him from the neck down but the weapon on his back was what caught Galhar's attention most.. A long bladed Katana; a blade which could cleave a hair in two..
He was about 5' 11" tall with lightly colored skin and long messy black hair from which an assortment of beads and small bones hung. He wore a dark cloak which covered him from the neck down but the weapon on his back was what caught Galhar's attention most.. A long bladed Katana; a blade which could cleave a hair in two..
((Incaa! Good to have you aboard. And what's that emo bull****? Just cause I call you emo doesn't mean you are.))
Ledlon who now was positioned next to Galhar, with his hand on the hilt of his sword, examined this newcomer, from feet to head. He laughed, and let go of his sword, as to provoke him, yet remained ready, incase anything happened.
"Do you mind telling us who you are and why you're threatening innocent adventurers, like ourself?"
Ledlon who now was positioned next to Galhar, with his hand on the hilt of his sword, examined this newcomer, from feet to head. He laughed, and let go of his sword, as to provoke him, yet remained ready, incase anything happened.
"Do you mind telling us who you are and why you're threatening innocent adventurers, like ourself?"
Benedict snarled "Whya re we even talking to this fool?" He lunged forwards and grabbed the man by the neck, swinging him out over the frooftop and holding him there by the neck.
"If you move, I drop you, if you draw a blade, I drop you, if you even say anything other than what I want you to say, I drop you. Do you understand that?" Benedict growled menacingly.
The mans truggled for a moment, the twisted to try and headbutt Benedict. With a shout of annoyance, he dropped the man into the darkness then caught his hands at the last moment.
"I tried to be civil, but obviously that didn't work." He said without a hint of irony, "Now... let's try this again. If you do anything I think suspicious, I'll drop you. If oyu kill me, we'll both drop. So answer my damned questions!"
The man hung in the air for a moment, gently oscilating, then he coughed and spoke. "What do you want to know?"
"Name." Benedict grunted simply.
"If you move, I drop you, if you draw a blade, I drop you, if you even say anything other than what I want you to say, I drop you. Do you understand that?" Benedict growled menacingly.
The mans truggled for a moment, the twisted to try and headbutt Benedict. With a shout of annoyance, he dropped the man into the darkness then caught his hands at the last moment.
"I tried to be civil, but obviously that didn't work." He said without a hint of irony, "Now... let's try this again. If you do anything I think suspicious, I'll drop you. If oyu kill me, we'll both drop. So answer my damned questions!"
The man hung in the air for a moment, gently oscilating, then he coughed and spoke. "What do you want to know?"
"Name." Benedict grunted simply.
Incaa
Master Knight
((I was just making a joke, It seems everyone remembers me as the "emo" of this place, I'm not so touchy anymore so I can call myself emo without offence 
))
"Shirley" The man snarled then spat in Benedict's face. He delivered a swift kick to the groin and in the second the grip on his throat loosened 'Shirley' flung himself backwards and onto a lower roof, drew his blade and shouted back "You're the ones who aren't being civil..sheesh"
)) "Shirley" The man snarled then spat in Benedict's face. He delivered a swift kick to the groin and in the second the grip on his throat loosened 'Shirley' flung himself backwards and onto a lower roof, drew his blade and shouted back "You're the ones who aren't being civil..sheesh"
Benedict laughed "That was physically impossible you fool. You've disturbed the time-space continuum by doing something that defied to rules of phyics!"
Shirley fingered his balde, which was flickering ominously as the universe threatened to break apart. "Silence tribesman!" he hissed.
Benedict raised an eyebrow then pulled his spear off his back and held it levelly. "Listen Shirley I don't take kindly to having the laws of the universe broken in front of me, but believe me, when I said I was being civil, I hadn't even told you the half of it! Now, you either tell us why you're here, or I fight you, right now. But make your choice quickly, my patience is running low."
Shirley fingered his balde, which was flickering ominously as the universe threatened to break apart. "Silence tribesman!" he hissed.
Benedict raised an eyebrow then pulled his spear off his back and held it levelly. "Listen Shirley I don't take kindly to having the laws of the universe broken in front of me, but believe me, when I said I was being civil, I hadn't even told you the half of it! Now, you either tell us why you're here, or I fight you, right now. But make your choice quickly, my patience is running low."
Incaa
Master Knight
"Finally someone who asks nicely" He said rolling his eyes then continued "First of all what I just did was not against the laws of the universe if you have the right training" *sigh* "Second" he said looking at Ledlon "My name is Sivilaris, but since you asked nicely you may call me Ari". He then bowed to Ledlon and smiled a wry smile.
Incaa
Master Knight
"Well" Ari said "Seeing as you do in fact have a mob of villagers after you that seems a silly question to ask..you're obviously outlaws and.." He paused as if not sure if he should continue "..I needed to capture an outlaw to restore my own..lets say..less than peachy legal status"
Drizzt
Knight
"You jump to conclusions." Galhar said. "Just because a mob is chasing us, does not make us outlaws. Drunken bastards."
He spat off the side of the roof, and laughed when someone retched, sickened by the saliva dribbling down her face. Soon a fight erupted down in the roadway, people angered by what happened.
He spat off the side of the roof, and laughed when someone retched, sickened by the saliva dribbling down her face. Soon a fight erupted down in the roadway, people angered by what happened.
messenger
Sergeant Knight
The rotten doorframe screeched as Malthurus made his way out of the house, he looked at his hands and noticed there was still plenty of blood on them, walking briskly over to a well he cranked up a bucket and washed the remaining muck off of his person.
Looking back, he watched as Halth lugged the covered body to a sodden hut opposite his house and was greeted by a hideous man, who's eyes seemed to bulge out of his pale warty face.
Turning away, knowing his business was done, Malthurus edged his way through the mud and excrement caked streets till he got to the great oak doors of the inner city.
There he quickly discarded his cloak to reveal his elegant costume, the pale blue mingled with the gold trims. He looked like a nobleman rather then the scarred veteran he truly was.
At the gate he was greeted by his men, who also were in ceremonial dress.
Marching proudly up to the plump and sweaty Kvali dignitary, who's wide hat seemed more like a cap when sat on his large head, looking past the flab of his red face and straight into his green eyes, Malthurus greeted him.
'Greetings there ambassador, I trust your tour of our grand city was to your satisfaction?', the fat man's face flapped,'Oh goodness, where are my manners, my name is Tidrai!'
'No need for apologies.', Malthurus said cooly,'A man of your....stature is well known to my people. The tour around your city has been most productive.'
One of Malthurus' retinue tried to hold his laughter at his carefully concealed insult to the pompous Kvali-man's weight.
'Well I dare say you must need some rest after such a journey, I shall get your guides to take you to your room.', Tidrai's eyes suddenly opened much wider as he noticed the guards he had assigned Malthurus were missing,'I do apologise, your guides mustn't have turned up. Unfortunately there are still afew of those slacking types in our militia, the issue will be dealt with I assure you!'
Malthurus held in a sigh,'It was my understanding that I was supposed to be given free reign of where I might tread, I should hope those guides get what they deserve, I could have been robbed!'
Tidrai waved his hands apologetically,'Thankfully you made it here alright, I shall assign you some new guides, these are much more reliable I assure you!'
He clapped and several burly men appeared in such frilly clothing that Malthurus almost laughed.
Looking back, he watched as Halth lugged the covered body to a sodden hut opposite his house and was greeted by a hideous man, who's eyes seemed to bulge out of his pale warty face.
Turning away, knowing his business was done, Malthurus edged his way through the mud and excrement caked streets till he got to the great oak doors of the inner city.
There he quickly discarded his cloak to reveal his elegant costume, the pale blue mingled with the gold trims. He looked like a nobleman rather then the scarred veteran he truly was.
At the gate he was greeted by his men, who also were in ceremonial dress.
Marching proudly up to the plump and sweaty Kvali dignitary, who's wide hat seemed more like a cap when sat on his large head, looking past the flab of his red face and straight into his green eyes, Malthurus greeted him.
'Greetings there ambassador, I trust your tour of our grand city was to your satisfaction?', the fat man's face flapped,'Oh goodness, where are my manners, my name is Tidrai!'
'No need for apologies.', Malthurus said cooly,'A man of your....stature is well known to my people. The tour around your city has been most productive.'
One of Malthurus' retinue tried to hold his laughter at his carefully concealed insult to the pompous Kvali-man's weight.
'Well I dare say you must need some rest after such a journey, I shall get your guides to take you to your room.', Tidrai's eyes suddenly opened much wider as he noticed the guards he had assigned Malthurus were missing,'I do apologise, your guides mustn't have turned up. Unfortunately there are still afew of those slacking types in our militia, the issue will be dealt with I assure you!'
Malthurus held in a sigh,'It was my understanding that I was supposed to be given free reign of where I might tread, I should hope those guides get what they deserve, I could have been robbed!'
Tidrai waved his hands apologetically,'Thankfully you made it here alright, I shall assign you some new guides, these are much more reliable I assure you!'
He clapped and several burly men appeared in such frilly clothing that Malthurus almost laughed.
