From: xvscribevx@aol.com (XvSCRIBEvx)
Date: 23 Jan 1998 12:35:29 EST
::an unsigned notice is tacked to trees and message boards::
~ DEATH WARRANT ~
A reward is offered in the matter of the asassination of
his Royal Prince Gorhaut.
The Courts have put a price of 2,000 Gold coins on the head
of the Asassin
Khrysta Le`igh
aka Khrystal Death.
An additional 1,000 gold coins will be paid for her live return.
Signed,
ArchDuke Marival
Prince of Valensa
~DEATH WARRANT~
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From: kvindark@aol.com (Kvin Dark)
Date: 23 Jan 1998 14:46:21 EST
::pulls a copy of the DEATH WARRANT from a tree lining the road to RhyDin. He grins happily, needing money to keep his fancy lady. He turns to Dvim.::
"Easy money, my friend" Kvin chortles, " I have heard of this woman. She lives in RhyDin. Shall we gather the others and help ourselves to a nice bounty?"
Dvim grins lopsidedly to Kvin, " Rannel told me we were through if I couldn't buy her that red silk dress. She'll give me alot more than her kisses if I have money!"
The two mounted their nags and with a cheer, they take off to their camp to plan the next step in their get rich now plan.
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Date: 23 Jan 1998 14:46:21 EST
::pulls a copy of the DEATH WARRANT from a tree lining the road to RhyDin. He grins happily, needing money to keep his fancy lady. He turns to Dvim.::
"Easy money, my friend" Kvin chortles, " I have heard of this woman. She lives in RhyDin. Shall we gather the others and help ourselves to a nice bounty?"
Dvim grins lopsidedly to Kvin, " Rannel told me we were through if I couldn't buy her that red silk dress. She'll give me alot more than her kisses if I have money!"
The two mounted their nags and with a cheer, they take off to their camp to plan the next step in their get rich now plan.
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From: khrysta102@aol.com (Khrysta102)
Date: 23 Jan 1998 18:16:26 EST
Seeing the Death Warrant on the towns Message Boards, she pulls it down and looks closely at it.... "Prince Gorhaut"... Laughing to herself..."They can't even spell it right. It was Gorhut..." Breaking off the small laugh with a choked sob, Khrys remembers the man that hired her so verra long ago for that....... job.
She remembers the look in his eye, and the desperation in his voice as he told her of what had been done to his beautiful daughter, and she remembers as well seeing for herself before accepting. She was paid for that job, just like all the others... but for that one she asked but 1 Copper Piece.... fair price, and more than what the man could afford to pay her for his vengeance... and Gorhut deserved it.
Thinking of Brianna, Khrys shudders at the thought of what men in power think they can do and get away with. Walking quickly off, she wishes that Dae were here, and hopes for his quick and safe return.
Date: 23 Jan 1998 18:16:26 EST
Seeing the Death Warrant on the towns Message Boards, she pulls it down and looks closely at it.... "Prince Gorhaut"... Laughing to herself..."They can't even spell it right. It was Gorhut..." Breaking off the small laugh with a choked sob, Khrys remembers the man that hired her so verra long ago for that....... job.
She remembers the look in his eye, and the desperation in his voice as he told her of what had been done to his beautiful daughter, and she remembers as well seeing for herself before accepting. She was paid for that job, just like all the others... but for that one she asked but 1 Copper Piece.... fair price, and more than what the man could afford to pay her for his vengeance... and Gorhut deserved it.
Thinking of Brianna, Khrys shudders at the thought of what men in power think they can do and get away with. Walking quickly off, she wishes that Dae were here, and hopes for his quick and safe return.
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From: kvindark@aol.com (Kvin Dark)
Date: 24 Jan 1998 13:16:33 EST
The bounty hunters sit around their small fire, eating a rabbit that they'd killed earlier. They had parted in the morning, each one scouting out their prey.
Kvin laughs and wipes his mouth on his sleeve, "I had a run in with some anal Duke at that Arena... I almost had him too! I was asking about if she'd been seen about the town."
"So...." He leans back and burps, "how shall we do this?" Kvin watches Dyvim think and laughs."I could... woo her out?" Dyvim chuckles at his little joke. Kvin chortles, "Yeah, as if she'd want the likes of you!".He pushes back his unruly hair, "Now perhaps if I did it...". Dyvim tears off a large chunk of the Rabbit and chews loudly. Kvin frowns,"I say we just sneak up on her and knock her out." Dyvim nods and chews. "She's at the cottage and I
heard her man had gotten her a bodyguard!" Kvin thinks hard, his dark brown eyes squinted. "Tha'll work too." Dyvim bites off some more meat."So how do we get her out of the cottage and away from him?" Dyvim drinks his mead and chews the stringy rabbit. Kvin munches on a potatoe and thinks, "I got it! We lure her out with a letter about the dirty girl that hangs about her barn!" Dyvim looks at him, "I knew you'd come up wi' sumtin." Kvin thinks hard,
fingering his goatee, "we say she's.... sick!" Dyvim slaps his thigh, "Absolutely inspired, my friend..". Kvin nods, "Yeah, we say she needs Khrysta to heal her...". Kvin slaps Dyvim on the back, "Excellent plan!" Dyvim raises a questioning brow, "What about the white cripple?" Kvin rummages through his saddle pack for a scrap of paper and a pencil. Dyvim reaches for a cup of mead.
"We'll write...."
Khrysta, Ylsbyth has taken ill with an
infectious illness and we fear for her life.
Dyvim smiles wickedly.
Please come save our daughter.
Dyvim downs the mead and pulls out his katana, "Absolute genius..."
Dyvim begins running a whetstone along the blade. Kvin grins, "Ok, let's go hide out..."
Kvin hides behind a tree as Dyvim crouches behind a bush, blending perfectly in with the shadows. He watches silently, not moving at all.Kvin crouches down as he spies Khrysta walking down the path to Ylsbyth's hovel.Dyvim blends into the shadows as Kvin raises the Blowpipe and a soft Pssst is heard. The dart sinks deeply into Khrysta's shoulder. Khrysta feels the sting on her arm and knows what just happened, "Nooooo......". Kvin hops out and grabs
her as she slowly she falls to the road. Dyvim hurries out and helps to drag her body into the bushes. Khrysta tries to fight but is unable to as Kvin gags her "Arhgnsshtp shshs". Dyvim waps her on the back of the head with his club, stunning her briefly. She slaps ineffectually at Kvin, causing Dyvim to grin and laugh, " She's a fiesty one, eh Kvin?" Finally, Khrysta goes limp in his arms as the men struggle to make haste to leave the open path.
Kvin and Dyvim carry Khrysta's inert body to their hiding place.
Dyvim smiles evilly, "Now what?" Kvin covers her body with an old musty blanket, "We put her in the cart and head for Valensa and the GOLD!" Dyvim smiles and nods,"OK..."
Kvin looks at her comely form and whispers,"there may be some fun later..."
As Dyvim walks out to hitch up the horses to the cart, Kvin checks the tied and gagged woman and lifts her into the cart. "Comfy, love?" Khrysta glares at the men, evoking a spate of laughter. Dyvim leads the horse and cart to the entrance. "Ready?"
Kvin mounts up on his nag and turns to his friend, "we'll travel til morning then hide.."
Dyvim hops on the cart, grabbing the reins and setting the horse to a brisk pace. They leave RhyDin.
Date: 24 Jan 1998 13:16:33 EST
The bounty hunters sit around their small fire, eating a rabbit that they'd killed earlier. They had parted in the morning, each one scouting out their prey.
Kvin laughs and wipes his mouth on his sleeve, "I had a run in with some anal Duke at that Arena... I almost had him too! I was asking about if she'd been seen about the town."
"So...." He leans back and burps, "how shall we do this?" Kvin watches Dyvim think and laughs."I could... woo her out?" Dyvim chuckles at his little joke. Kvin chortles, "Yeah, as if she'd want the likes of you!".He pushes back his unruly hair, "Now perhaps if I did it...". Dyvim tears off a large chunk of the Rabbit and chews loudly. Kvin frowns,"I say we just sneak up on her and knock her out." Dyvim nods and chews. "She's at the cottage and I
heard her man had gotten her a bodyguard!" Kvin thinks hard, his dark brown eyes squinted. "Tha'll work too." Dyvim bites off some more meat."So how do we get her out of the cottage and away from him?" Dyvim drinks his mead and chews the stringy rabbit. Kvin munches on a potatoe and thinks, "I got it! We lure her out with a letter about the dirty girl that hangs about her barn!" Dyvim looks at him, "I knew you'd come up wi' sumtin." Kvin thinks hard,
fingering his goatee, "we say she's.... sick!" Dyvim slaps his thigh, "Absolutely inspired, my friend..". Kvin nods, "Yeah, we say she needs Khrysta to heal her...". Kvin slaps Dyvim on the back, "Excellent plan!" Dyvim raises a questioning brow, "What about the white cripple?" Kvin rummages through his saddle pack for a scrap of paper and a pencil. Dyvim reaches for a cup of mead.
"We'll write...."
Khrysta, Ylsbyth has taken ill with an
infectious illness and we fear for her life.
Dyvim smiles wickedly.
Please come save our daughter.
Dyvim downs the mead and pulls out his katana, "Absolute genius..."
Dyvim begins running a whetstone along the blade. Kvin grins, "Ok, let's go hide out..."
Kvin hides behind a tree as Dyvim crouches behind a bush, blending perfectly in with the shadows. He watches silently, not moving at all.Kvin crouches down as he spies Khrysta walking down the path to Ylsbyth's hovel.Dyvim blends into the shadows as Kvin raises the Blowpipe and a soft Pssst is heard. The dart sinks deeply into Khrysta's shoulder. Khrysta feels the sting on her arm and knows what just happened, "Nooooo......". Kvin hops out and grabs
her as she slowly she falls to the road. Dyvim hurries out and helps to drag her body into the bushes. Khrysta tries to fight but is unable to as Kvin gags her "Arhgnsshtp shshs". Dyvim waps her on the back of the head with his club, stunning her briefly. She slaps ineffectually at Kvin, causing Dyvim to grin and laugh, " She's a fiesty one, eh Kvin?" Finally, Khrysta goes limp in his arms as the men struggle to make haste to leave the open path.
Kvin and Dyvim carry Khrysta's inert body to their hiding place.
Dyvim smiles evilly, "Now what?" Kvin covers her body with an old musty blanket, "We put her in the cart and head for Valensa and the GOLD!" Dyvim smiles and nods,"OK..."
Kvin looks at her comely form and whispers,"there may be some fun later..."
As Dyvim walks out to hitch up the horses to the cart, Kvin checks the tied and gagged woman and lifts her into the cart. "Comfy, love?" Khrysta glares at the men, evoking a spate of laughter. Dyvim leads the horse and cart to the entrance. "Ready?"
Kvin mounts up on his nag and turns to his friend, "we'll travel til morning then hide.."
Dyvim hops on the cart, grabbing the reins and setting the horse to a brisk pace. They leave RhyDin.
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From: ylsbyth@aol.com (Ylsbyth)
Date: 24 Jan 1998 16:24:50 EST
She staggered down the road towards the large stone keep. She membered Khrysta telling her about her friend, Kyle, and where he lived. She knew he would help her.
Her whole body hurt, and she was covered with bruises. Blood had dried on her upper lip where one of the men had split it when she tried to bite him. She had tried to stop them, but she couldn't do it. She was only a child, and they were grown men, but she tried anyway 'cause Khrysta was her friend. Maybe her only friend since Brian.... went away. She didn't even know Khrysta's husband, but she had seen him come into the arena tonight and
smash the table.
Now Khrysta was gone, and it was all her fault. They had used her as bait, sending a note to Khrysta to come heal her. Then they beat her, and left her for dead under some bushes by the side of the road when they shot Khrysta with the blowpipe. They didn't know how much she loved Khrysta though. They didn't know that she would go for help instead of die like they thought.
Reaching the drawbridge across the moat, Ylsbyth can see the keep just a short distance away, but still too far.....
Collapsing in the dust of the road she can hear the guard over the doorway calling to someone.... she thinks he's calling for Sir Kyle, but isn't sure. She feels strong arms around her and hears a fading and distant voice....
"What is it Jon?"
Before she passes out the small girl know she has to tell him what happend. Clutching at the mans arm she says as loudly as she can, still barely more than a whisper...
"They Took Khrysta...... They Took Khrysta.... They Too...."
Date: 24 Jan 1998 16:24:50 EST
She staggered down the road towards the large stone keep. She membered Khrysta telling her about her friend, Kyle, and where he lived. She knew he would help her.
Her whole body hurt, and she was covered with bruises. Blood had dried on her upper lip where one of the men had split it when she tried to bite him. She had tried to stop them, but she couldn't do it. She was only a child, and they were grown men, but she tried anyway 'cause Khrysta was her friend. Maybe her only friend since Brian.... went away. She didn't even know Khrysta's husband, but she had seen him come into the arena tonight and
smash the table.
Now Khrysta was gone, and it was all her fault. They had used her as bait, sending a note to Khrysta to come heal her. Then they beat her, and left her for dead under some bushes by the side of the road when they shot Khrysta with the blowpipe. They didn't know how much she loved Khrysta though. They didn't know that she would go for help instead of die like they thought.
Reaching the drawbridge across the moat, Ylsbyth can see the keep just a short distance away, but still too far.....
Collapsing in the dust of the road she can hear the guard over the doorway calling to someone.... she thinks he's calling for Sir Kyle, but isn't sure. She feels strong arms around her and hears a fading and distant voice....
"What is it Jon?"
Before she passes out the small girl know she has to tell him what happend. Clutching at the mans arm she says as loudly as she can, still barely more than a whisper...
"They Took Khrysta...... They Took Khrysta.... They Too...."
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From: khrysta102@aol.com (Khrysta102)
Date: 25 Jan 1998 23:05:54 EST
As she came to, she realized that her head hurt horribly.. and her shoulder was sore as well. "Owww, Dae Love.. what happ....?" She tried to raise her hand to her head, and couldn't. Coming fully awake she remembered it all too clearly. "Ylsbyth...!!" They had beaten the child, she knew now.. she had been thinking about her when they shot her with the dart.
Looking about the hovel she saw only one other person, a small dirty man with a scar on his face. He was looking out the window at the road as if he were waiting for someone, and paying her no mind. Khrys tested her bindings, but they were of leather, and far stronger than she could ever hope to break. She wished now that she had heeded Daemon and let him come with her to heal the little girl. A small tear formed in her eye and slowly tracked
its way down her cheek.
"Daemon.. Brianna...." Would she ever see her loved ones again...?
Date: 25 Jan 1998 23:05:54 EST
As she came to, she realized that her head hurt horribly.. and her shoulder was sore as well. "Owww, Dae Love.. what happ....?" She tried to raise her hand to her head, and couldn't. Coming fully awake she remembered it all too clearly. "Ylsbyth...!!" They had beaten the child, she knew now.. she had been thinking about her when they shot her with the dart.
Looking about the hovel she saw only one other person, a small dirty man with a scar on his face. He was looking out the window at the road as if he were waiting for someone, and paying her no mind. Khrys tested her bindings, but they were of leather, and far stronger than she could ever hope to break. She wished now that she had heeded Daemon and let him come with her to heal the little girl. A small tear formed in her eye and slowly tracked
its way down her cheek.
"Daemon.. Brianna...." Would she ever see her loved ones again...?
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From: kylegaryth@aol.com (KyleGaryth)
Date: 26 Jan 1998 08:50:55 EST
Walking the wall, enjoying the beauty of the day and the companionship of his fellow guards, Jon Brightblaid looked out over the lands belonging to his lord and master, Sir Kyle Garyth. He stopped in his tracks, seeing a small form crawling across the field approaching the Keep.
Hurrying down to the bottom floor, he called for the gate to be opened. Seeing a child across the bridge, Jon called to the Sergeant of the Guard. "Call Sir Kyle. There is a child injured at the bridge!" Hurrying to the end of the bridge, he bent down and gently tried to find out how hurt the child is. The guards, meanwhile, used to this tactic being used by their enemies many years ago, sounded the alarm and stood ready for an attack.
Jon bent down and heard the child speaking. "Help her..." The child groaned slightly in pain. "They took her..." Her head lolled weakly to the side.
"Shh... it's all right, now, child. I'll help you... just lie still" Jon told the child. Gently, he ran his hands over her small body, trying to find out if there were any broken bones.
From the top of the wall, Kyle yelled, "What is it, Jon? What's wrong?"
The child grabbed Jon's sleeve tightly, surprising him with her strength. "No... no...." she said, her eyes wide. "They took her... I tried to stop them but they were too strong... they took her..."
"Who did, child?" Jon asked, suddenly worried. "Who took her?"
"The men..." Her eyes glazed over as she saw the attack again. "They shot 'er wi a dart... and hit 'er on the head. I was under the bushes... they thought I was dead, but I wasn't.." Begins to cry softly. "Oh Khrys..."
Jon's blood froze at the name. He picked up the child and hurried into the keep. "My lord, you better come quick!" The child began breathing shallowly. Jon huried into the manor house, going straight to the Great Hall. "Get the Healer!" he called to one of the guards on the way, who hurried off to find the old woman.
As Jon entered the Great Hall and laid the child gently on the table, the old Healer hurried into the room. She quickly shooed the men to the back of the room and begins checking on the child.
"What happened, Jon?" Kyle asked, as they stepped back.
"I do not know for certain, m'Lord. She said Lady Khrysta has been taken." Hearing Khrys' name, the child stirs slightly, trying to speak but unable to.
Kyle, meanwhile, walked up to the table, moving the old healer aside. He leaned down and spoke gently to the child. "Child, I am Kyle Garyth. Do you know that name?"
Mumbles almost incoherently. "Knhrhtsn frnd... cme... get you."
Listens carefully, then smiles softly. "Yes, that's right. Khrys' friend."
"Took 'er... shot 'er..." The healer tried to move Kyle, but he spun on her dangerously, his eyes going hard. She stepped back hurriedly, chilled to the bone.
Kyle turned back to the child, eyes softening. "Now, tell me, child. Who took her? Where did they take her?"
Rousing slightly, the child looked into his eyes. "...men... two of them... said money and......... Valensa..."
Stepping back, unwilling to cause more pain to the child, Kyle motioned for the healer to care for her. "Valensa..." Looking at Jon, he said, "Jon, Send messengers to Lord Daemon. Ask if there is anything I can do to help. Then send for the remainder of the Guard. I will be in the War Room. Send the Chamberlain to me on your way out." Turning to the healer, he said, "Do not allow this child to die. I will be...most displeased if she does."
The old healer paled, seeing a hard look in Kyle's eyes she had never seen in all the years she had worked and cared for him.
Kyle walked out of the room, going to the War Room to coordinate his plans for a rescue.
Sometime later, a messenger arrived and reported that Lord Daemon is already on the way to Valensa in search of his wife. Deciding he would only slow the man down, Kyle decided to concentrate on protecting Khrys' child. He soon dispatches a full company of his best scouts to covertly watch the child and another to hide near the Cottage, watching for any further intruders. Then he sent a company of his Personal Guard to follow Daemon and help him
in any way they can. To the captain, he gave a medallion which would allow him to contact Kyle once should he have the need to do so.
Date: 26 Jan 1998 08:50:55 EST
Walking the wall, enjoying the beauty of the day and the companionship of his fellow guards, Jon Brightblaid looked out over the lands belonging to his lord and master, Sir Kyle Garyth. He stopped in his tracks, seeing a small form crawling across the field approaching the Keep.
Hurrying down to the bottom floor, he called for the gate to be opened. Seeing a child across the bridge, Jon called to the Sergeant of the Guard. "Call Sir Kyle. There is a child injured at the bridge!" Hurrying to the end of the bridge, he bent down and gently tried to find out how hurt the child is. The guards, meanwhile, used to this tactic being used by their enemies many years ago, sounded the alarm and stood ready for an attack.
Jon bent down and heard the child speaking. "Help her..." The child groaned slightly in pain. "They took her..." Her head lolled weakly to the side.
"Shh... it's all right, now, child. I'll help you... just lie still" Jon told the child. Gently, he ran his hands over her small body, trying to find out if there were any broken bones.
From the top of the wall, Kyle yelled, "What is it, Jon? What's wrong?"
The child grabbed Jon's sleeve tightly, surprising him with her strength. "No... no...." she said, her eyes wide. "They took her... I tried to stop them but they were too strong... they took her..."
"Who did, child?" Jon asked, suddenly worried. "Who took her?"
"The men..." Her eyes glazed over as she saw the attack again. "They shot 'er wi a dart... and hit 'er on the head. I was under the bushes... they thought I was dead, but I wasn't.." Begins to cry softly. "Oh Khrys..."
Jon's blood froze at the name. He picked up the child and hurried into the keep. "My lord, you better come quick!" The child began breathing shallowly. Jon huried into the manor house, going straight to the Great Hall. "Get the Healer!" he called to one of the guards on the way, who hurried off to find the old woman.
As Jon entered the Great Hall and laid the child gently on the table, the old Healer hurried into the room. She quickly shooed the men to the back of the room and begins checking on the child.
"What happened, Jon?" Kyle asked, as they stepped back.
"I do not know for certain, m'Lord. She said Lady Khrysta has been taken." Hearing Khrys' name, the child stirs slightly, trying to speak but unable to.
Kyle, meanwhile, walked up to the table, moving the old healer aside. He leaned down and spoke gently to the child. "Child, I am Kyle Garyth. Do you know that name?"
Mumbles almost incoherently. "Knhrhtsn frnd... cme... get you."
Listens carefully, then smiles softly. "Yes, that's right. Khrys' friend."
"Took 'er... shot 'er..." The healer tried to move Kyle, but he spun on her dangerously, his eyes going hard. She stepped back hurriedly, chilled to the bone.
Kyle turned back to the child, eyes softening. "Now, tell me, child. Who took her? Where did they take her?"
Rousing slightly, the child looked into his eyes. "...men... two of them... said money and......... Valensa..."
Stepping back, unwilling to cause more pain to the child, Kyle motioned for the healer to care for her. "Valensa..." Looking at Jon, he said, "Jon, Send messengers to Lord Daemon. Ask if there is anything I can do to help. Then send for the remainder of the Guard. I will be in the War Room. Send the Chamberlain to me on your way out." Turning to the healer, he said, "Do not allow this child to die. I will be...most displeased if she does."
The old healer paled, seeing a hard look in Kyle's eyes she had never seen in all the years she had worked and cared for him.
Kyle walked out of the room, going to the War Room to coordinate his plans for a rescue.
Sometime later, a messenger arrived and reported that Lord Daemon is already on the way to Valensa in search of his wife. Deciding he would only slow the man down, Kyle decided to concentrate on protecting Khrys' child. He soon dispatches a full company of his best scouts to covertly watch the child and another to hide near the Cottage, watching for any further intruders. Then he sent a company of his Personal Guard to follow Daemon and help him
in any way they can. To the captain, he gave a medallion which would allow him to contact Kyle once should he have the need to do so.
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From: doxiduo@aol.com (Doxiduo)
Date: 26 Jan 1998 16:14:25 EST
::a tall man walks out into the clearing infront of a large castle carrying a bow, and a longsword, as he calls to the guard on the rampart:: "Hey you there!! Let me in!! I have to talk with a man inside here!" ::drops all his weapons showing he is unarmed:: "Please. It depends on a life."
::the guard silently lets the bridge down belieing him::
::he walks in looking in awe at the large castle before him:: "Who in any amount o time could have built this?" ::he stop at the swrodpoints of 10 soldiers in defense:: Hey!! What's this? A welcome party? How nice of ye!! The name's Matthias of Trebond. Pleased to meet ye." Matt says shaking the hands of the greeters. "Now. Who can I talk to about war?? I think they might need a bit of help either defending this castle, or giving some information of
Khrys's whereabouts!!" ::he listens carefully to the deafening silence::
Date: 26 Jan 1998 16:14:25 EST
::a tall man walks out into the clearing infront of a large castle carrying a bow, and a longsword, as he calls to the guard on the rampart:: "Hey you there!! Let me in!! I have to talk with a man inside here!" ::drops all his weapons showing he is unarmed:: "Please. It depends on a life."
::the guard silently lets the bridge down belieing him::
::he walks in looking in awe at the large castle before him:: "Who in any amount o time could have built this?" ::he stop at the swrodpoints of 10 soldiers in defense:: Hey!! What's this? A welcome party? How nice of ye!! The name's Matthias of Trebond. Pleased to meet ye." Matt says shaking the hands of the greeters. "Now. Who can I talk to about war?? I think they might need a bit of help either defending this castle, or giving some information of
Khrys's whereabouts!!" ::he listens carefully to the deafening silence::
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From: kylegaryth@aol.com (KyleGaryth)
Date: 27 Jan 1998 08:20:36 EST
As the stranger reaches to shake the hand of one of the assembled Guards, his arm is grabbed and twisted painfully behind his back. As he falls to the ground, a group of four guards grab the stranger. His world goes dark as he is struck on the temple by a swordhilt.
The guards carry the stranger to the dungeon and, lacking guidance other than the Sergeant, throw him into the darkest cell there.
"Perhaps next time, you'll wait to be invited before entering a man's home. Enjoy your stay..." The Sergeant of the Guard says, chuckling. He then goes up and gathers the man's possessions and tosses them into the armory.
Date: 27 Jan 1998 08:20:36 EST
As the stranger reaches to shake the hand of one of the assembled Guards, his arm is grabbed and twisted painfully behind his back. As he falls to the ground, a group of four guards grab the stranger. His world goes dark as he is struck on the temple by a swordhilt.
The guards carry the stranger to the dungeon and, lacking guidance other than the Sergeant, throw him into the darkest cell there.
"Perhaps next time, you'll wait to be invited before entering a man's home. Enjoy your stay..." The Sergeant of the Guard says, chuckling. He then goes up and gathers the man's possessions and tosses them into the armory.
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From: kylegaryth@aol.com (KyleGaryth)
Date: 27 Jan 1998 16:30:18 EST
Kyle was content for the first time in years. He had found his one, true love and was newly promoted within his Guild and Family. Nothing could ruin his mood, not even Daryth, his troubling Brother. The only troubling thing in his life was the little girl who showed up on his doorstep and told Jon that Khrys was taken.
His first thoughts were to go and find the ruffians who have taken Khrys, but he needed more information. He did not want to go off on a Rescue mission without knowing where he was going. He contacted Daemon, only to find that he had already left searching for Khrys. Deciding he would only slow the man down, Kyle prepared to search here in Rhydin, and began securing the area from further attacks. He dispatched his Personal Guard to find and help
Daemon... or to avenge him if need be.
He gathered his things into his pack and prepared to go to the Gym to work out. He always went there this time of day, and he hoped to see Topaz there. He told Jon, the Captain of his guard, that he would be back later and to see to the defense of the keep. He walked to the front door and opened it.
Kyle stopped dead in his tracks. There, tied to the door latch, was a puppy. The same puppy he had given to Shar. His heart stopped. He couldn't help but think that something had happened to Shar. He looked around for signs of a struggle and yelled for Jon.
Seeing no signs of a struggle, he bent down and inspected the puppy. There was a note under the puppy's collar.
Jon and about 5 other guards came running up, swords and crossbows in hand. "What is it, Sire?" Jon asked. He surveyed the scene and, seeing Kyle's face, dispersed the Guards into the woods.
Reading the note, Kyle looked at Jon through Blood tinged eyes. "It's...nothing, Jon. Send the men back to their posts."
"But, milord, you..."
"Just Do It... Jon, Now. Go back inside, I will be back soon."
Jon called the men back to their posts and went back inside, watching Kyle from a distance. Kyle picked up the puppy, crumpled the note and walked off from his keep, his bag forgotten on his doorstep.
Walking to the place where he first saw his True love, Kyle stops and buys paper and a quill with ink. He writes a letter to Shea, his true love's sister.
Walking to the Burnt Offerings, he finds it closed and decides to just leave the puppy and go, not wanting to cause anymore problems. He walks to the window and smashes it in. He lowers the puppy down into the bar and looks for a carpenter to board up the window. Having done this, he walks back to the Gym.
Arriving at the Gym, Kyle is relieved to find no one there. He walks to the DoF arena and begins hitting the heavy bag with all his might. The bag flies across the room, having been pulverized and ripped from it's hook. Kyle, not feeling any better, decided he needs something else to hit. Holding the crumpled piece of paper in his left hand, he walked over to the wall and punched it. His hand goes into the wall and leaves an imprint, so mighty
was the blow. He drops the crumpled piece of paper amidst the blood tears on the floor and walked out, planning to leave Rhydin soon.
Walking back to his Keep, Kyle orders Jon to close the Keep and not allow anyone in. He walks to the Library and sits in his Chair, staring at the fire for nearly 12 hours without moving.
Follow-up on this SL in the Atrebla folder:
The Broken Heart Thread
Date: 27 Jan 1998 16:30:18 EST
Kyle was content for the first time in years. He had found his one, true love and was newly promoted within his Guild and Family. Nothing could ruin his mood, not even Daryth, his troubling Brother. The only troubling thing in his life was the little girl who showed up on his doorstep and told Jon that Khrys was taken.
His first thoughts were to go and find the ruffians who have taken Khrys, but he needed more information. He did not want to go off on a Rescue mission without knowing where he was going. He contacted Daemon, only to find that he had already left searching for Khrys. Deciding he would only slow the man down, Kyle prepared to search here in Rhydin, and began securing the area from further attacks. He dispatched his Personal Guard to find and help
Daemon... or to avenge him if need be.
He gathered his things into his pack and prepared to go to the Gym to work out. He always went there this time of day, and he hoped to see Topaz there. He told Jon, the Captain of his guard, that he would be back later and to see to the defense of the keep. He walked to the front door and opened it.
Kyle stopped dead in his tracks. There, tied to the door latch, was a puppy. The same puppy he had given to Shar. His heart stopped. He couldn't help but think that something had happened to Shar. He looked around for signs of a struggle and yelled for Jon.
Seeing no signs of a struggle, he bent down and inspected the puppy. There was a note under the puppy's collar.
Jon and about 5 other guards came running up, swords and crossbows in hand. "What is it, Sire?" Jon asked. He surveyed the scene and, seeing Kyle's face, dispersed the Guards into the woods.
Reading the note, Kyle looked at Jon through Blood tinged eyes. "It's...nothing, Jon. Send the men back to their posts."
"But, milord, you..."
"Just Do It... Jon, Now. Go back inside, I will be back soon."
Jon called the men back to their posts and went back inside, watching Kyle from a distance. Kyle picked up the puppy, crumpled the note and walked off from his keep, his bag forgotten on his doorstep.
Walking to the place where he first saw his True love, Kyle stops and buys paper and a quill with ink. He writes a letter to Shea, his true love's sister.
Walking to the Burnt Offerings, he finds it closed and decides to just leave the puppy and go, not wanting to cause anymore problems. He walks to the window and smashes it in. He lowers the puppy down into the bar and looks for a carpenter to board up the window. Having done this, he walks back to the Gym.
Arriving at the Gym, Kyle is relieved to find no one there. He walks to the DoF arena and begins hitting the heavy bag with all his might. The bag flies across the room, having been pulverized and ripped from it's hook. Kyle, not feeling any better, decided he needs something else to hit. Holding the crumpled piece of paper in his left hand, he walked over to the wall and punched it. His hand goes into the wall and leaves an imprint, so mighty
was the blow. He drops the crumpled piece of paper amidst the blood tears on the floor and walked out, planning to leave Rhydin soon.
Walking back to his Keep, Kyle orders Jon to close the Keep and not allow anyone in. He walks to the Library and sits in his Chair, staring at the fire for nearly 12 hours without moving.
Follow-up on this SL in the Atrebla folder:
The Broken Heart Thread
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From: khrysta102@aol.com (Khrysta102)
Date: 27 Jan 1998 22:52:17 EST
Her hands bound behind her, a dirty gag tied around her head, Khrys walked behind the two men on their horses. She had lost her slippers days ago, and she walked barefoot on sore and bruised feet.
"Time to set up camp", the larger and dirtier of the two, Kvin, said. "Get 'er done wit.. an' 'urry it up. It's gettin dark"
Grumbling to himself, the other set about getting camp set up for the two of them, and their captive, while Kvin started a fire to cook on. Soon the smells of roast rabbit wafted upon the slight breeze. Khrys's belly growled in hunger... she had eaten barely enough to keep her strength up to walk these past four days...
Laughing, drinking and talking around the fire, they soon grew weary and fell asleep by the fire. Again, she tried her leather bonds... again they were too tight, and she too soon slept the sleep of the dead.
"Wake up, girl". Opening her eyes, she can see the smaller man as he kicks her in the leg. "We're going for a walk together.. just you an me". Eyes wide in fear, she rises and begins to walk... painfully, slowly. "Hurry it up, girl. Time's awasting" He moves over to her and rubs a smudge of dirt off her cheek, laughing. "Here, now. Ya got ta be presentable... Ya got a ArchDuke ta meet." Looking over at his still sleeping companion, he
snickers. "Ya shoulda been more careful about what ya drank last night, Kvin.... Ya'll be sleepin that off all day. Ah well... more gold fer me"
Quietly the two of them make their way out of the camp
Date: 27 Jan 1998 22:52:17 EST
Her hands bound behind her, a dirty gag tied around her head, Khrys walked behind the two men on their horses. She had lost her slippers days ago, and she walked barefoot on sore and bruised feet.
"Time to set up camp", the larger and dirtier of the two, Kvin, said. "Get 'er done wit.. an' 'urry it up. It's gettin dark"
Grumbling to himself, the other set about getting camp set up for the two of them, and their captive, while Kvin started a fire to cook on. Soon the smells of roast rabbit wafted upon the slight breeze. Khrys's belly growled in hunger... she had eaten barely enough to keep her strength up to walk these past four days...
Laughing, drinking and talking around the fire, they soon grew weary and fell asleep by the fire. Again, she tried her leather bonds... again they were too tight, and she too soon slept the sleep of the dead.
"Wake up, girl". Opening her eyes, she can see the smaller man as he kicks her in the leg. "We're going for a walk together.. just you an me". Eyes wide in fear, she rises and begins to walk... painfully, slowly. "Hurry it up, girl. Time's awasting" He moves over to her and rubs a smudge of dirt off her cheek, laughing. "Here, now. Ya got ta be presentable... Ya got a ArchDuke ta meet." Looking over at his still sleeping companion, he
snickers. "Ya shoulda been more careful about what ya drank last night, Kvin.... Ya'll be sleepin that off all day. Ah well... more gold fer me"
Quietly the two of them make their way out of the camp
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From: khrysta102@aol.com (Khrysta102)
Date: 29 Jan 1998 10:44:50 EST
Stumbling once again behind the horse, Khrys sees the familiar sight of the "Castle" of the ArchDuke of Valensa... the men on the walkways and in the courtyard are a familiar sight from that evening only a few years ago.
But something is different this time.. there is a different air about the place...
"You there... what have you got?"
Smiling a grim smile, Dyvim replies to the perimiter guard, "I got me sumtin fer tha ArchDuke....... c'mon, girl".
He dismounts and walks with the guard, pulling her along behind him as the two men talk briefly. Khrys looks closely at the guard leading the way to his Captain. She knows that she has seen this man before. If only she could remember where.....
As they approach a man with his back towards them, their escort calls out, "Sir, a bounty hunter. One Dyvim Tyr with the wanted assassin." The guard leaves them with his Captain, who turns to lead them into the "Castle" proper. She starts visibly as she recognizes Kierin, the Captain of Sir Kyle's Personal Guard. He looks at her, with a gleam in his eye and a slight shake of his head, as he scowls at the bounty hunter, then leads the way
inside.
Once inside, Kierin leaves them at the base of the dias to speak with someone on the throne... someone that Khrys assumes to be Sir Kyle because of the presence of his guards. Kierin moves to the side, and her heart jumps in her breast as she sees her love and husband lounging comfortably on the throne, not Sir Kyle. As they make eye contact, Daemon starts to action, jumping from the dias at the bounty hunter, drawing Knowlege and his gladius as
he moves. Aware only that something is verra wrong, Dyvim pushes her to the side and moves to meet the albino. Struggling with her bindings, unable to get to one of the guards to untie them for her, Khrys moves to the side of the room away from duel. Watching in horror as Daemon takes a deep hit, she knows he will need her to heal him if he survives. With tears in her eyes and coursing freely down her cheeks, she continues to struggle with the
bindings.
Suddenly the room is still, and he's holding her close. He unties her and kisses the tears from her cheeks, leading her to the dias. Pulling her down to his lap, he finally breaks the silence as she cries in his embrace... "Welcome home, Love"
Date: 29 Jan 1998 10:44:50 EST
Stumbling once again behind the horse, Khrys sees the familiar sight of the "Castle" of the ArchDuke of Valensa... the men on the walkways and in the courtyard are a familiar sight from that evening only a few years ago.
But something is different this time.. there is a different air about the place...
"You there... what have you got?"
Smiling a grim smile, Dyvim replies to the perimiter guard, "I got me sumtin fer tha ArchDuke....... c'mon, girl".
He dismounts and walks with the guard, pulling her along behind him as the two men talk briefly. Khrys looks closely at the guard leading the way to his Captain. She knows that she has seen this man before. If only she could remember where.....
As they approach a man with his back towards them, their escort calls out, "Sir, a bounty hunter. One Dyvim Tyr with the wanted assassin." The guard leaves them with his Captain, who turns to lead them into the "Castle" proper. She starts visibly as she recognizes Kierin, the Captain of Sir Kyle's Personal Guard. He looks at her, with a gleam in his eye and a slight shake of his head, as he scowls at the bounty hunter, then leads the way
inside.
Once inside, Kierin leaves them at the base of the dias to speak with someone on the throne... someone that Khrys assumes to be Sir Kyle because of the presence of his guards. Kierin moves to the side, and her heart jumps in her breast as she sees her love and husband lounging comfortably on the throne, not Sir Kyle. As they make eye contact, Daemon starts to action, jumping from the dias at the bounty hunter, drawing Knowlege and his gladius as
he moves. Aware only that something is verra wrong, Dyvim pushes her to the side and moves to meet the albino. Struggling with her bindings, unable to get to one of the guards to untie them for her, Khrys moves to the side of the room away from duel. Watching in horror as Daemon takes a deep hit, she knows he will need her to heal him if he survives. With tears in her eyes and coursing freely down her cheeks, she continues to struggle with the
bindings.
Suddenly the room is still, and he's holding her close. He unties her and kisses the tears from her cheeks, leading her to the dias. Pulling her down to his lap, he finally breaks the silence as she cries in his embrace... "Welcome home, Love"