Hazardous Times, Chapter XIII- Dangers Abound - Page 4

mistral4543 · 09-17-2002, 10:38 AM

Natasha

"Well? What news have you?" ~ She anxiously studies Ewan's lazy smile as he enters the room.

"That depends on how well my news will be rewarded." ~ That hateful, knowing smirk! How she abhores it, how she despises this life and herself! But there is nothing she can do... or nothing she will not do, for this beast of a husband that torments her so.

"Please..." ~ Her lips quiver as she motions for him to continue.

"My dear, you make this exceedingly complicated, when you know quite well how simple it is." ~ His caressing tone sends shivers down her spine even as he advances towards her, rubbing his hands slowly ~ "Your husband is a nincompoop who abuses you, treats you as nothing." ~ The brusque tone leaves no redeeming pride for her and she feels her cheeks burning from the harsh truth ~ "Why do you submit to your fate thus? Why do you allow him to bully you in such an abominable manner?"

Without realising it, she has allowed him to grip her painfully by the shoulders, so that they are now gazing into each other's eyes.

"Tell me, how is the situation?" ~ Sobs emit from her parted lips, and tears fill her once sparkling eyes ~ "I beg you, spare me from this hell that I live."

"Why should I spare you, when your husband leaves no spoils for me each time I aid him?" ~ She cannot deny his truth; she can only continue to stare dully into space ~ "By the gods, I'll get what I can out of you, if that's the last thing I'll ever do!"

"NOOOO!!!!"

In her frenzy, she flails her arms out, first pushing ineffectually against him and then grasping for the hilt of his dagger. Quick as lightning, she clasps her slippery fingers round it and unsheaths it from the scabbard, blindly striking out repeatedly.

To her horror, the sound of metal striking metal echoes in her ears and her terrified eyes glance at his face, perceiving the murderous rage that has crossed his red face.

And so... this is the end... ~ She closes her eyes even as her breath becomes faint, then the world darkens to nothingness...

Attalus · 09-17-2002, 02:07 PM

BLONDIN (To Isaura)(He smiles indulgently at her earnest face.) "Indeed, my Minstrels have little love for this Jonathan. He sends them packing, whenever we establish a presence. The people are eager for stable government, so I shall have my folk sing a song or two about the beautiful Princess that will set them free of the chaos and civil war that reign, now. We shall have a Chapter Meeting, tomorrow, and we will hear you, and decide if more action is warranted." (Turns to Lady Galadria) "And you, mighty warrior, what is your part to be in all of this? For, if 'tis to be a good song, it needs more than one theme."

Attalus · 09-17-2002, 06:49 PM

SIR BLANDAMOUR (As the little orc scurries off, he strides into the gloom, Cold Iron providing enoug light to see by. The others follow along behind him. Soon, the tunnel begins to widen, and the dragon can be seen ahead. Whateever its status when they arrived, he is awake, now. It fixes him with cold, obsidian-glittering eyes. Smoke comes from its nostrils. B. walks up to the monster and stands squarely in front of him.) "Kinn'zuwannik! Why did you shelter those orcs who were holding my lady sister prisoner, abusing her foully? What was the purpose of that? And, is the lich Peven involved with this? What does he intend? Speak to the point, or I will plant this holy blade in you, and leave you to rot, this time. Talk!"

Galadria · 09-18-2002, 09:25 AM

ELIZA (She cautiously follows behind Sir Blandamour. The great black beast stands before her, towering over the big man. Curiously, she is not at all afraid, perhaps because she has learned that the most dangerous things that come out of that fanged snout are poisoned words. She deigns not to ever draw her own sword, but faces Kinn'zuwannik with a defiant glare, chin out, arms crossed upon her breast, one hip cocked.)

Attalus · 09-18-2002, 01:50 PM

KINN'ZUWANNIK "Well, well, the noble knight returneth, and with his little whore, too..." (He darts his snout back just in time as Blandamour whisks Cold Iron like a rapier beneath his nose, severing a spiky whisker.)

SIR BLANDAMOUR "Speak with more respect to the one who is to become my lady wife, worm. I have lost all patience with you, and wish no more to fence with words. Now, answer my questions, or I shall set this Fjattersbane in your gut. He was your nephew, was he not, Fjatter? I killed him on the first day of winter, fourteen years gone. Now, answer my questions straightaway." (He locks his hands around Cold Iron's hilt, poising the blade over his shoulder. The blade's gleam becomes white-hot, illuminating the cave with holy light. Kinn'zuwannik cringes a bit, nursing his wounded snout.)

Lady Blue03 · 09-18-2002, 05:01 PM

Verloren
She can almost feel her eyes burning, she was so angry. A malicious grin was on her face however, and she was twirling her swords easily in her hands. She came to stand next to Sir Blandamour, watching the dragon lick its wound in satisfaction. She couldnt help but giggle.

Galadria · 09-18-2002, 06:27 PM

ELIZA(She sees the bright sword shine as it lops the spike on Kinn'zuwannik's muzzle and wants to shout for joy.) "Ha, you evil old wretch. We are come for information, or your life. Who's crushed in who's paw, now?"

mistral4543 · 09-18-2002, 08:13 PM

OOC>>> Since Blondin is addressing Galadria, Isaura will wait for her to say something

IC>>>
Jonathan

As the news sinks in, he blinks once, his jaw muscles tightening. Yet what frightens the servant more is the lack of public grief.

"That will be all. You have done well and are dismissed for now." ~ He speaks quietly, his back turned to the boy who takes off for his dear life, not knowing why he feels such an impulse.

So... it is war... ~ To fight against the damned intruders, and now amongst friends.... or was it fiends? Is it worth it? He dares not think.

Sighing, he sits himself at the desk, fingering the papers unseeingly.

Attalus · 09-18-2002, 08:24 PM

KINN'ZZUWANNIK (The beast switches to Eliza from staring at the sword. He starts to snarl, but thinks better of it. If he could sweeten his voice, he would have.) "Well, if it is not the future Lady Blandamour." (Ichor runs down his face from the amputated tendril, he dabs at it moodily) "If it were not for my respect for your husband to be, I might point out that I am in his grasp, not yours." (He switches to Verloren.) "Well, princess, mine. And I do mean mine, for you once were. Look, I have kept your chains to remind me. I often picture you still in them. A pretty sight you were while the quickling teased you. Who is this with you? Not the same elf as before. Ahh, I see that he and you have ... made each others' acquaintance quite deeply, as it were." (He chuckles and swivels to Castor) "And who is this mountebank that you have with you, Blandamour? Have you grown so high and mighty that you carry with you a bard, to sing your triumphs, over me and that nephew that you named? Think not that I mourn for him, by the way. Always disrespectrul and overly aggressive, that one, one of my sister Corrarunda's get. But, I digress. I shall be glad to answer your questions, provided you agree to heal me, for that sword and I have met before, I know its wounds, and I bear its scars."

Galadria · 09-18-2002, 08:34 PM

LADY GALADRIA (to Blondin) "Small matter, Bard. You will find little in my story to pen a ditty about. I am merely here to be sure that Princess Isaura's rights are not trampled. Too many would abuse her gentle ways and good nature, and I have neither. Let us be off, then, and return to the Hall tomorrow night."

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09-17-2002, 10:38 AM	#31
mistral4543 Ma'at - Goddess of Truth & Justice Join Date: September 5, 2001 Location: House of Freelight Age: 48 Posts: 3,159	Natasha "Well? What news have you?" ~ She anxiously studies Ewan's lazy smile as he enters the room. "That depends on how well my news will be rewarded." ~ That hateful, knowing smirk! How she abhores it, how she despises this life and herself! But there is nothing she can do... or nothing she will not do, for this beast of a husband that torments her so. "Please..." ~ Her lips quiver as she motions for him to continue. "My dear, you make this exceedingly complicated, when you know quite well how simple it is." ~ His caressing tone sends shivers down her spine even as he advances towards her, rubbing his hands slowly ~ "Your husband is a nincompoop who abuses you, treats you as nothing." ~ The brusque tone leaves no redeeming pride for her and she feels her cheeks burning from the harsh truth ~ "Why do you submit to your fate thus? Why do you allow him to bully you in such an abominable manner?" Without realising it, she has allowed him to grip her painfully by the shoulders, so that they are now gazing into each other's eyes. "Tell me, how is the situation?" ~ Sobs emit from her parted lips, and tears fill her once sparkling eyes ~ "I beg you, spare me from this hell that I live." "Why should I spare you, when your husband leaves no spoils for me each time I aid him?" ~ She cannot deny his truth; she can only continue to stare dully into space ~ "By the gods, I'll get what I can out of you, if that's the last thing I'll ever do!" "NOOOO!!!!" In her frenzy, she flails her arms out, first pushing ineffectually against him and then grasping for the hilt of his dagger. Quick as lightning, she clasps her slippery fingers round it and unsheaths it from the scabbard, blindly striking out repeatedly. To her horror, the sound of metal striking metal echoes in her ears and her terrified eyes glance at his face, perceiving the murderous rage that has crossed his red face. And so... this is the end... ~ She closes her eyes even as her breath becomes faint, then the world darkens to nothingness...

09-17-2002, 02:07 PM	#32
Attalus Symbol of Bane Join Date: November 26, 2001 Location: Texas Age: 77 Posts: 8,167	BLONDIN (To Isaura)(He smiles indulgently at her earnest face.) "Indeed, my Minstrels have little love for this Jonathan. He sends them packing, whenever we establish a presence. The people are eager for stable government, so I shall have my folk sing a song or two about the beautiful Princess that will set them free of the chaos and civil war that reign, now. We shall have a Chapter Meeting, tomorrow, and we will hear you, and decide if more action is warranted." (Turns to Lady Galadria) "And you, mighty warrior, what is your part to be in all of this? For, if 'tis to be a good song, it needs more than one theme."

09-17-2002, 06:49 PM	#33
Attalus Symbol of Bane Join Date: November 26, 2001 Location: Texas Age: 77 Posts: 8,167	SIR BLANDAMOUR (As the little orc scurries off, he strides into the gloom, Cold Iron providing enoug light to see by. The others follow along behind him. Soon, the tunnel begins to widen, and the dragon can be seen ahead. Whateever its status when they arrived, he is awake, now. It fixes him with cold, obsidian-glittering eyes. Smoke comes from its nostrils. B. walks up to the monster and stands squarely in front of him.) "Kinn'zuwannik! Why did you shelter those orcs who were holding my lady sister prisoner, abusing her foully? What was the purpose of that? And, is the lich Peven involved with this? What does he intend? Speak to the point, or I will plant this holy blade in you, and leave you to rot, this time. Talk!"

09-18-2002, 09:25 AM	#34
Galadria 20th Level Warrior Join Date: November 3, 2001 Location: Texas Age: 55 Posts: 2,830	ELIZA (She cautiously follows behind Sir Blandamour. The great black beast stands before her, towering over the big man. Curiously, she is not at all afraid, perhaps because she has learned that the most dangerous things that come out of that fanged snout are poisoned words. She deigns not to ever draw her own sword, but faces Kinn'zuwannik with a defiant glare, chin out, arms crossed upon her breast, one hip cocked.)

09-18-2002, 01:50 PM	#35
Attalus Symbol of Bane Join Date: November 26, 2001 Location: Texas Age: 77 Posts: 8,167	KINN'ZUWANNIK "Well, well, the noble knight returneth, and with his little whore, too..." (He darts his snout back just in time as Blandamour whisks Cold Iron like a rapier beneath his nose, severing a spiky whisker.) SIR BLANDAMOUR "Speak with more respect to the one who is to become my lady wife, worm. I have lost all patience with you, and wish no more to fence with words. Now, answer my questions, or I shall set this Fjattersbane in your gut. He was your nephew, was he not, Fjatter? I killed him on the first day of winter, fourteen years gone. Now, answer my questions straightaway." (He locks his hands around Cold Iron's hilt, poising the blade over his shoulder. The blade's gleam becomes white-hot, illuminating the cave with holy light. Kinn'zuwannik cringes a bit, nursing his wounded snout.)

09-18-2002, 05:01 PM	#36
Lady Blue03 Xanathar Thieves Guild Join Date: January 18, 2002 Age: 39 Posts: 4,557	Verloren She can almost feel her eyes burning, she was so angry. A malicious grin was on her face however, and she was twirling her swords easily in her hands. She came to stand next to Sir Blandamour, watching the dragon lick its wound in satisfaction. She couldnt help but giggle.

09-18-2002, 06:27 PM	#37
Galadria 20th Level Warrior Join Date: November 3, 2001 Location: Texas Age: 55 Posts: 2,830	ELIZA(She sees the bright sword shine as it lops the spike on Kinn'zuwannik's muzzle and wants to shout for joy.) "Ha, you evil old wretch. We are come for information, or your life. Who's crushed in who's paw, now?"

09-18-2002, 08:13 PM	#38
mistral4543 Ma'at - Goddess of Truth & Justice Join Date: September 5, 2001 Location: House of Freelight Age: 48 Posts: 3,159	OOC>>> Since Blondin is addressing Galadria, Isaura will wait for her to say something IC>>> Jonathan As the news sinks in, he blinks once, his jaw muscles tightening. Yet what frightens the servant more is the lack of public grief. "That will be all. You have done well and are dismissed for now." ~ He speaks quietly, his back turned to the boy who takes off for his dear life, not knowing why he feels such an impulse. So... it is war... ~ To fight against the damned intruders, and now amongst friends.... or was it fiends? Is it worth it? He dares not think. Sighing, he sits himself at the desk, fingering the papers unseeingly.

09-18-2002, 08:24 PM	#39
Attalus Symbol of Bane Join Date: November 26, 2001 Location: Texas Age: 77 Posts: 8,167	KINN'ZZUWANNIK (The beast switches to Eliza from staring at the sword. He starts to snarl, but thinks better of it. If he could sweeten his voice, he would have.) "Well, if it is not the future Lady Blandamour." (Ichor runs down his face from the amputated tendril, he dabs at it moodily) "If it were not for my respect for your husband to be, I might point out that I am in his grasp, not yours." (He switches to Verloren.) "Well, princess, mine. And I do mean mine, for you once were. Look, I have kept your chains to remind me. I often picture you still in them. A pretty sight you were while the quickling teased you. Who is this with you? Not the same elf as before. Ahh, I see that he and you have ... made each others' acquaintance quite deeply, as it were." (He chuckles and swivels to Castor) "And who is this mountebank that you have with you, Blandamour? Have you grown so high and mighty that you carry with you a bard, to sing your triumphs, over me and that nephew that you named? Think not that I mourn for him, by the way. Always disrespectrul and overly aggressive, that one, one of my sister Corrarunda's get. But, I digress. I shall be glad to answer your questions, provided you agree to heal me, for that sword and I have met before, I know its wounds, and I bear its scars."

09-18-2002, 08:34 PM	#40
Galadria 20th Level Warrior Join Date: November 3, 2001 Location: Texas Age: 55 Posts: 2,830	LADY GALADRIA (to Blondin) "Small matter, Bard. You will find little in my story to pen a ditty about. I am merely here to be sure that Princess Isaura's rights are not trampled. Too many would abuse her gentle ways and good nature, and I have neither. Let us be off, then, and return to the Hall tomorrow night."

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