[Guen]
Stepping back, she broke the spell of the moment. "Now-we need to leave,
as quietly and stealthily as possible-after our display just now.
[Kara]
Kara watched as the rest of the group pledged their own oathes to the
cause. She felt Tirga grip on her own and , gentle but firm. Tigras
touch made her feel like she was a part of the group now. Before she
just felt like a friend to Guen. Now, things have changed, for the
better, she was not sure of, as of yet. "Time will tell", Kara
thought.
[Shop Owner]
" By the gods, Is that you Tigra? I heard that you were killed by a
war lord to the north. You are looking great, for some one that died.
What brings you into my little shop today? I have a few specials going
on , during the festival . Here , try this cut of boar. I smoked it
for over a week, and I must say , it turned out better than I thought.
[Tigra/Kara]
Reaching for a piece of the dried boar, Tigra looked around the shop
at all of the meat that was hanging above her head. Handing a piece to
Kara, she bit into it and started chewing. " Not to bad , for boar.
Tender, not to spicy, and it has a great taste. What do you think
Kara"?
[Shop Owner]
Sure Tigra , you know thats not any trouble. I will make sure
everything is there for you and within easy grasp. The meats will be
packaged with what they are, and I will throw in something special for
you. Its good to see your still with us Tigra, And the owner reaches
for the coins.
[Tigra/Kara]
Turning before she walked out the door, she said "Do with it what
you always do with it", and she closes the door behind her. Kara had a
puzzled look and Tigra spotted it. " It was only a few coppers, and he
helps the sick and the old, that never have enough for a meal. If you
looked back, you would have seen him ,placing the change in a small
bowl, by the end of the counter. The old and the sick would go in and
take a coin and get a good slice of meat for the days stew, or a big
bone, to make soup with. They sometimes help him carry the meat in ,
or help with the smoker. It makes him happy, and it helps keeps the
baggers off the streets. Now, on to the fruits store. I know Guen
loves fruits, and they have a wide varity of fruits there. Who knows ,
we might find some dates there".
[ young girl]
Looking up and seeing Tigra standing there ,the young girl almost
dropped a box of apples . 'Yes..yes..I think they are. Let me go and
see".
[Tigra/Kara]
" Here, try this date, but be careful. These have very hard seeds,
that can chip a tooth with ease", and she showed Kara one of her
back teeth. " The first time I tried eating one, so be careful".
[Guen]
Leaving the inn with Raza on her heels, Guen headed for a derilict part
of town. Working her way through old streets that became more narrow with
each turn , she slipped into a dark alleyway and came to an abrupt halt
under an overhang. Rapping out a series of knocks , she waited . The door
was opened and the girl slid in, Raz a shadow on her heels.
{North-in the Forest of Jarg}
[Fortag]
The lean, musclular soldier stood poised on the tower battlement, one gauntleted arm extended high. From out of the looming storm clouds descended a great Shere-Eagle. It landed with a deadly grip on his protected arm, glared at him with a baleful eye and then settled, waiting for him to do his part in this act of service to the Lord.
{Back at Montfort}
[Little girl]
The girl slipped into the stables, looking around for Bran, the stable boy. At first she didn't see him, but she heard his soft, lilting song as he worked with Lady Guen's war stallion. Moving quiet as a mouse, she made sure no one else was near. She drew close to the open stall, trying to get his attention. Hai'nn, the great stallion snorted, and she jumped back in fear.
[Kara/Tigra]
'I almost beat you, but that damn Wolf of yours almost made me
fall", Tigra said as they made their way into the Inn. " Who was it that
wanted to race in the first place. All Rolf was doing was making sure
that I was not going to be last", and she gave Rolf a hug. "God boy",
and Kara laughed. " Well, next time he might not be so lucky. I almost
took out an old man that was trying to get out of the way".
[OCC]
I wish to give credit to a Char called [Alia Cassel] in the Wizards
Greed Thread. We have lost her, but her magic still makes others smile.
It was her idea about the flaming dance. I give her the credit to have
such a great mind to think up something like that. I wish her well..
Draco Silverwing..
[Guen]
Slipping into a corner bench, Guen sat quietly watching the girls. She
saw Raz slide over to lie down next to Rolf. Sipping on the fruit juice one
of the waitressess brought , she slowly unwound. The energy required to deal
with Gilarter was tremendous. She was exhausted. With a sigh, she left the
happy table and glided upstairs to bed.
[Raza]
Laying down gently next to Rolf, Raz rested with muzzle on her paws.
Lifting her head a moment, she thought at Rolf, asking * Can you tell Kara
to wake Guen in a few hours? She just confronted her Father's pet Demon and
lives to tell about it. She's drifted off to sleep, now ,upstairs* With that
she lay her head across his back and went to sleep.
[Hugh]
Not seeing Guen when he searched the main room, Hugh went back to Bran.
[Bran]
Speaking quietly, Bran reassured Hugh-"All know of your desire for
peace, my friend.But Guen comes, always, to say goodnight to the mighty
Hai'nn. I will catch her then. If the Dark Ones should come before then,
light a candle in the back hall window, and I will try to reach her first!"
[Kirjath]
Meandering through the streets of Montfort, Kirjath found himself once
again in front of the Red Dragons Inn. As per Guen's request, he had gone
out to get items for their journey. Guen had forgotten about water for the
road ahead, so Kirjath returned with several waterskins filled with water
from one of the town wells. He headed around the inn to the nearby stable
and dropped off his burden. Another horse snorted at him in disapproval.
Kirjath smiled at the beast, shrugged his shoulders then headed out.
[Guen]
Guen stirred slowly. "Aaarghhh!" Long limbs stretching like a cat's she
rolled over and sat up. Holding a fold of her shirt out and sniffing, she
wrinkled her nose. *One last bath. I will have one last bath! Then we leave.
I wonder if Kirjath and Sand have shown up yet? -Ah, well. We will do as
needs be.*
[Hugh]
"Lady, I fear there is evil in the air for you and yours tonight. Do you
seek out Bran in the stables- he has a warning for you, but go quietly,
Gueny. They are Jarg's!" With a huge, impulsive bearhug he sent herout into the
common room, then waited a little before re-entering himself.
[tIGRA]
Tigra saw Guen walking down the stairs. She saw her talking to Hugh and watched while he pulled her aside into the back room.
[Guen]
Moving casually to join the group, Guen grasped Kirjath's arm in
welcome.
[The Strangers]
Setting his tankard of ale down and wiping his beard, the thin man in
desert robe, said-"Look now, they're the group by the fire." [Guen ]
Walking quietly out into the kitchen yard, Guen headed for the back
alley to the stables. She waited to catch Bran alone. After he had
given
his warning, she immediately started checking the packs on the mules
and
the horses feet and tack.
[Bran]
Leading the Lady through the back ways, he trembled when it hit him
that he was really going. All his life he had wanted to
belong-somewhere or
to something. Now, he was a part of the fight. And Guen had praised his abilities!
[Guen]
Guen saw Doug's eyes shift to indicate the shadows down the street
behind her. Leaning back indolently, as if she were flirting she
scanned
the area. Seeing nothing, she raised an eyebrow at Doug. [Kirjath]
Kirjath arrived
at the appointed place, but found none of his companions there. He spotted some of Guen's horses off to one side,
so he
was certain that she had
been here or was close. Unsure if he had been followed, he wasn't familiar with the
town of Monfort, but he knew how to move from shadow to shadow and in
silence. He had left the Inn on pretense that the ale was stale there
and would find
better ale in another inn. Thinking about that brought a slight smile
to his face. Kirjath never drank town made spirits and never would.
Kirjath stood there by the horses unsure of what to do next [Sandanamous]
Great wings beat against the thick night air. Then they faultered.
*Stupid dragon! Had to go on a 'brief' hunting trip! Stupid, STUPID,
_STUPID_!* They were probably gone! No matter how quickly he had left the
battle, even neglecting to heal himself, he knew they were gone. He stopped
berating himself, when he realized he had to admit, there had been no way
for him to know that contengency of undead was camping out down at his
hunting sight . . .
[Guen] Sand's hail took Guen by surprise. the beautiful young man said"I am still part of your company , if you are willing to be patient!" As he introduced himself to Bran, despite his good nes about the undead, Guen growled between her teeth-"I don't know whether to kill you or hug your neck, after your disappearing act!" [Sand]
Sand winced under the admonishing, then grinned. "You forget, perhaps, my nature? It was painful, yes, but when I Shift, all flesh wounds are healed. Besides, Forty? A large number , yes, but I have taken out as many as a hundred. Well, not-undead..."His white teeth stood out in the night as he continued to smile, revealing the unusually sharp and pointed eyeteeth.
[Guen]
Guen gave a short nod, wondering at the angst of the young man, dragon tho he might be. It would take all her patience to deal with the exuberent young creature.Then she spoke to Haa'in.The powerful war steed tensed muscles for the call he knew would
come. [Sand] one hand on his sword, the other lightly clasping unnessecary reins, Sand marveled at the smooth gait of the powerful Pegasus.
[Narrator]
Meanwhile back at the inn.
[ Tigra/Kara]
"What do you mean you forgot it", Tigra yelled at Kara.
[ Tigra ]
Pushing Tigra in to Kara's room, he sit her on he bed and said "What
has
gotten into the both of you? Kara is your friend. You shouldn't be
fighting over anything right now , with the trouble that Guen has".
Tigra got
up
from the bed and closed the door. With a smile on her face, she said
"Hugh ,
your as sweet as ever. We were not fighting. It was the only way we
could
figure to get out of the Inn without someone following us. Kara is
headed to
the
east gate with her horse, and I was hoping to sneak out of the kitchen,
but
you brought be up here. I cant go back down now, without raising
suspicion
on myself". She looked at hugh, and saw a big smile. "What are you
smiling
at. I am trapped here, with no way out. Hugh shook his head, and said "
If you
would quit talking, I will tell you why I brought you here. now sit, and
listen to me". With a deep sigh, Tigra sat back down on the bed and
waited
for
Hugh's exclamation.
[Kara]
Before she was able to get out of the inn, Sara stopped her. Pulling
her
close, Sara said "Kara, Hugh is taking Tigra up to your room. From there
she
will
be able to sneak out and meet you at the east gate. You are to ask for
Doug.
He is a sergeant on duty, and he can help you until the rest arrive". [Tigra]
Tigra waited until she could get closer to who ever was talking. She
knew
she was getting close to the east gate. The smell of the forest was
lingering
in the air. The smell almost made her run out and into the forest, but
with
the
luck she was having, she would get an arrow in her back by some
greenhorn
soldier. [Eraas] Watching the train of livestock escape through the gate with four riders and the great sight hound, the thin man cringed as Mal'e backhanded him ::Thawp!:: Back to "The Gather"
Kirjath,
I have a mount for you-I need you mobile. Have any others need for mounts-?"
Smiling grimly , she went on-"Don't worry ,it will come out of your salary."
" We go North-through the pass by Mysthaven, then Northeast through the
Badlands to Arrowwind Abbey. It's a hard path, but one we are less likely to
attacked on. At the Abbey , there is a cleric who has been researching
Jarg -hoping to find the Source of his power. Where we go from there depends
on what has been found."
"Kara , you are so goooo-dd at the Bazzaar," Guen smiled at the small
woman" would you and Kirjath pick
up supplies?-We need camp food for the first seven day, and then pack rations
beyond that." She handed the half-elf a sack of coins.
" Kirjath, we
especially need salt , to handle any meat we may need to carry. Gather any
>tools you deem necessary for your work, also. You need to gather
>what back packs and gear we might need should we lose the horses."
Turning to Tigra, she asked, "Tigra , would you mind seeing to grain and
a repair kit for tack?-We will have to carry grain through the badlands. You
will all find the mules in the stable yard. I want to leave 3 or 4 hours
before daybreak-Bran will let us out a small postern he knows, that is
seldom watched." Placing another bag in Tigra's care. She laid a hand in
thanks on the girls shoulder.
Guen finally leveled her gaze on Sandanamous. "May I call you Sand,
Sirrah?" One must always be polite to a Dragon. " Your name is great and
beautiful , but my poor tongue twists and stumbles on it. I am truly glad of
>your company. Kara here, has aquired a book of Spells and I hoped that you
would know of a shop in which you might pick up any supplies that she would
need and any you might think of. ?" She bowed respectfully in his direction
, then placed a final bag of coins in his hands.
Glancing over the assorted group, she felt a glow of hope. This was a thing that was of real importenace to the World. One such as Jarg could not go on taking innocent lives at a whim.
"We meet here at dusk , to rest and eat. I need to see to the horses and
consult with an old friend about Jarg. Take care, my Friends." With a sign
to Raz, she headed for the door.
She watched while Guen explained to everyone what needed to
be done. Gathering supplies for the group was going to be hard. She
had no idea what anyone liked or what their taste was in meats and
fruits.
" Well if they dont like what I buy, then they can just starve
or kill their own game", she said to herself. Kara watched while Guen
handed out three bags of coins . One to Sand, one to Tigra, and one to
her. Kara tossed the bag up and down in her hand, feeling the waight
of the coins .
"There is more than enough here to supply us for a
month , if I talk to the peddlers just right. Come on Rolf, Its time
for us to go out and see what we can find". Reaching for her staff,
she headed out the door of the inn.
Kara was about to step outside, when she heard Tigra say, "Hold
on Kara, I would like to go with you. Turning, she saw Tigra, with the
bag of money tied to her belt, and her tail swaying back behind her.
"Sure , I dont mind a little company, and I know Rolf wouldn't mind,
would you Rolf"? Rolf just stood there with his tail waging and his
tounge out. "He is kinda cute, isnt he"? Tigra said and scratched
behind his ear. Rolf just bent his head back and started wagging his
tail harder. Kara just shook her head and started walking.
"Big baby".
I can not belive him Tigra. He never acts this way around any one
else". Laughing, Tigra walked beside Kara and said ," I am use to it.
It seems I have that kind of power over any male, be it man or Wolf.
Smileing, she added " and sometimes you can not tell one from the
other, if you know what I mean", and winks. Kara knew what Tigra was
trying to say. As she became older, and she started "filling out", she
found that with just a smile, could turn almost any mans head. She was
hoping that it would work today.
Tigra picked up the pace and said "
Come one Kara, I know a few places where we can get the supplies we
need. Most of them know me, and I am sure I can get a good price".
Kara followed Tigra around the Festival until they came apon a
small shop. Looking at the sign , it read Butcher Shop. " Here is
where we can buy the best cuts of meat , and dried meats to carry on
the trails. That have about anything you would need , and later I can
show you a shop for the spicies". Walking in , the man behind the
counter turned and saw Tigra standing there with Her hands on her
hips.
Kara was to busy chewing on the dried boar to listen . She was
thinking back to the time her father took a boar down that was digging
up her mothers garden. They ate off of that boar for weeks. She could
stil remember the smell of it cooking and the way...
Tigra snapped her
fingers in front of Kara, and said "Kara , how is it? The boar, how
does it taste? "
"Oh..huh.. Oh.. its great. Sorry, I was thinking of
something else. Yes , its very good. We will take about ten bags
full, along with a good shoulder ham, salted and cured of course, and
some sliced meats. Make it an asortment of everything you have and
lable them. Do you see anything you want Tigra? I have no idea what
the others want, so I am just going to guess", and Kara winked at the
butcher.
* What about me and Raz? Are we going to have to eat the left
overs*? Before Kara was able to answer, Tigra spoke up. Yes, I would
like to add to the list. Add about six good stew bone , and be sure
that they are fresh and have some meat left to the bone". Reaching in
her bag, Tigra tosses five steel coins on the counter. If its not
trouble, have these things sent to the stables. There are two mules
there. Have them placed one the mules and tied down for a long jorney.
" What should I do with the change"?
Kara loked surprized when Tigra said Dates. "Tigra, Why are we
looking for dates at a fruit store. We havn't got the time to be dating
anyone at this short notice".
Tigra gave Kara a straight look, then
almost past out laughing. No..no..Not "Dates", but dates. Fruit that
grow from trees . They are very sweet, and they should be in season
this time of year. They grow from a tall tree that calls the desart
its home. I thought it would be a great surprize to get some for
Guen".
Wiping tears from her eyes , Tigra pointed to a shop that had
boxes and shelves full of all kinds of fruits out front. Kara looked
at Tigra, and stuck her lower lip out." Well I didnt know. You didnt
have to laugh at me. The only date I ever heard of was when you went
out with a boy or a girl, to watch the clouds float over head, or see
the birds sing". Crossing her arm, she stood there looking at Tigra.
"What? Whats wrong now? Oh, I see. Your mad at me because I was
laughing at you. I am sorry, I was not really laughing at you,
its..well.. I alway thought everyone knew what dates were. Come on, I
will buy you a date, so you will know the diffrence". Taking Karas
arm, she pulled her over to the stand and asked , " Are the dates in
season now? I would like my friend to try one.
The young girl ran into the shop and ducked around a few boxes
that were pilled by the back room door. Itdid not take long , and she
was back outside, with a fresh ,ripe date in her hand. Tigra saw that
the girl cleaned her hands , before bringing the date out. Her hands
were clean up to the wrist, but the rest of the arm was dirty.
" Here,
try this one. We have others, but this is one better. Tigra smiled
back at the girl, and handed the date over to Kara.
Kara
took a little bit of the date. It was sweet, and soft. It looked like
a big raisin , but it tastes like it was dipped in honey. " They are
good", and finished chewing on the rest, and spitting out the seeds in
her hand. "I see what you mean about the seeds being hard to chew, But
if you chew slow, you can work around them".
Tigra took one, and
nibbled on it until the seeds were all that was left. " They are
better dried, and coated with honey.When they dry, the seeds pop out,
so you can chew until you get sick of them.
We will take two bags of
your dried dates, and send over a small bag of your freshest ones to
the Dragons -inn. Tell Hugh, that they are for Guen. He will make sure
she gets them, Tigra said, "and take an assortment of fruits over to
the stables where two mules are being set up fo our trip. The butcher
should be there soon to help you. Tell him that Tigra sent you".
Placing two steel coins in her hands, she says "The rest is for you.
Take something to your mom tonight. She will be surprized to see fresh
meat on the table".
Taking a apple from the box , Tigra tossed it at
Rolf, and watched as he chewed it up with two bites. "I think Rolf
loves apples, and smiled. Rubbing the young girls head, she smiles and
heads back. Now for tack and grain for the horses and mules.
After finding the things they needed , Tigra and Kara started to
head back to the inn. Kara was carrying her staff, and Tigra asked ,
" How are you going to ride a horse, and carry that thing around ?
There is no way your going to be able to control that war horse and
hold it at the same time. Come on, I have a friend that might help
us . He is a leathersmith and he does great work". Kara said , I could
carry it under my arm, or accross my lap", and she demonstrated by
bending down and placing it over her lap. She almost knocked two
people dow that was walking by. "Oh, Sorry" she said and heard them
curse , while stumbling away. "I guess that wouldn't work would it. I
would ride up one some one and knock them right off their saddle".
Well, lets go and see the leathersmith and see what we can do.
It didnt take long for the leathersmith to fix something for Kara
to use. He made a belt that went over one shoulder, and under the
other. There he placed what he called a "trap". It was a device that
was made of strips of stiff leather and formed into two C`s . The trap
had small fingers, that when Kara placed the staff inbetween the C it
would cause the formed leather to close around the shaft. Like a bear
trap. It went from her right shoulder, down to her left hip. The staff
would stay there until she pulled down . She could unlock the trap so
it would be straight behind her, and stay hidden, or from side to
side. Then she could hold it with both hands and run and hit anyone
within turning range. If she wanted to sit down, the staff could be
unlocked and carried.
" This is great. Thank you Tigra", and she gave
her a big hug. Tigra was startled at first. It had been a long time
since anyone held her that close, unless she was fighting them. Karas
hug made her feel wanted, and she reached around her shoulder and
pulled her close.
" You know, if we keep doing this, peoples going to
talk". Kar looked up at her with a puzzled look, then it caught her.
She blushed a deep red and said " do you think they will? I could
never...but she let the rest slide. Kara felt like Tigra was trying to
protect her from harms way. It felt good, being close to Tigra, and
she looked up a saw Tigra looking down with a cats grin on her face.
"Come on Kara, I will race you and Rolf to the Inn. I am getting
hungry".
Anyone watching that day, could not believe their eyes.
Running in
the middle of the street was a Tigress, a Wolf, and a young half elf.
The Wolf was nipping at the tigress`s tail, while the young elf was
trying to trip the wolf with a big staff. They could hear the
laughter, see them smile, and watched as they all tried to make it to
the Dragons -inn door way. If anyone was trying to get out, they would
have been trampled by a wolf, a tigress and a young elfs and her
staff. The inns door would never be the same again.......
Following the shape that admitted her, she was led to a dim room. The
qiet form left and girl and hound were alone in the room. Raising her voice,
Guen called out.
"Gilarter-I have need of you! I call back the debt you owe
me, by my father's Blood!"
The sheen of nervous sweat was on her brow. Raz
edged closed to her friend.
Moments passed. Then , in a swirl of luminous green and gold dust a form
materialized. Sleek skull, elongated form , with ears like a dire hound, the
bronze skinned being rasped out "I come. What is the need, oh Daughter of
the House?"
Taking her fear in hand, Guen replied carefully.
"I seek to destroy the
one who killed all of my Blood. The one known as Jarg. I ask you now where
I must go to learn of the Evil that has shaped the man. "
"You push me Girl!" The creature screeched. "I see in your mind, that
you know Jarg's Master and I are of like inclination. Do you remember that
your Father bound me with Blood, but only for three questions. This is the
second. Have a care that I do not Seek thine!"
With that threat , Guen felt it enter her mind, leaving behind what she
needed to know. Raz , bared teeth and hackles up woke her from a trance.
*It's all right, my friend. I have my answer.Let 's return to the Inn.*
They arrived back at the Inn just in time to see the girl's exhuberant
entrance. Shaking her head the exhausted WaReen slipped in quietly. tired as
she was, though, it lifted her heart to see others enjoying their gift of
life....
Fortag undid the small brass scroll from the mighty raptor's leg and hefted him high. The hugh Eagle took flight -returning to the mountain crags.Moving rapidly down the stairs into the rooms on the next level, Jarg's man moved into the light cast by the globes. Opening the scoll case, he unrolled a sheet of fine parchment.After reading the message inscribed his tanned skin bleached near-white with fear! *Lord Jarg must hear this news* Trembling inwardly, the seasoned soldier , went in search of his master.
Bran heard her, and turning spoke gently - "Hah! Little One, Mighty Hai'nn won't hurt you! He is only terrible to those he faces in battle! "
The little girl didn't seem too sure of that. Bran knelt down to her level, his shock of red hair bright in the beams of sunlight drfting in through the cracks. "Would you like to touch him if I am with you? " he asked.
Picking her up he sat her on the railing of Hai'nn's stall. With a soft whistle he called the great horse over. Hai'nn, blowing softly, reached out and touched the girl's face. His soft nobrushed her cheek. "He's so gentle!" the little girl whispered in amazement.
"Aya, that he is, see, now, he likes you!" As Hai'nn came back again, looking for treats.
"But what brings you to see me, Nalda?" Bran,asked as he set her down in the aisle. He knew the girl was usually helping her Mother, Fayrene , sell in the Market.
Standing still, the girl gave him the message from her Mother.
"Mother says that you need to let Lady Guen know that there are dark men , from over the mountains, looking about and asking a lot of questions, she said it was really important, that these are bad men, and they will hurt you and Lady Guen!" She finished in a rush.
Bran gave Nalda a fresh apple and sent her back to the Market. "Tell your Mother that I am awake to it, will you Nalda?"
Bran put on a much worn cloak, an old floppy hat and taking a staff slipped into the Market. Finding a vantage point he searched the Faire crowd for the strangers.
*Ah, finally* He spotted the men Fayrene had warned of. Moving as an old cripple, he followed. They were indeed from the Steppe's. As he followed he caught a glimpse of a insignia of the Shere.
*Jarg's! They are Jargs's!*
The knowledge hit him like a blow. Recovering he continued to follow. Even drew close enough to hear their questions.
* Faye is right. They want Guen.*
The loyal youngster slid into a back alley and taking the hidden ways came quickly to the Inn.
Going in through the Kitchen he took Sara aside, and warned her not to tell the men of Guen or her friends actions. Hugh came in just at that moment and seeing the look on Bran's face drew him into the office.
Bran filled Hugh in on what was happening. The good hearted man offered to help in any way he could. "What can we do, other than warning her, Hugh? " said Bran, wiping a hand across his frightened features. The young man was worried.
Guen had found him , brought him to the inn and taught him to care well for the horses. She had taken the time to teach him hunting skills and the use of the Sword.Now she was in terrible danger and he felt helpless.
Hugh watched this flit across the boy's face. Grasping his arm, he said " Right now? The thing you need to do is warn her, without attracting a lot of attention. I will call her in here on some pretense, do you step between that curtain and the wall, in case any look in, while I am fetching her." With that the landlord went looking for Guen.
Tigra had on
a stern look, but that soon changed into laughter, after she said , " But
did you see the face on that guard , as we whipped by and I slapped him
on his butt. He didn't know rather to chase after us or blush".
Kara
started blushing, " I know, and he thought it was me. I was right next
to him when you grabbed him, and Rolf was to busy trying to slow you
down to do anything. I can see it now. "Reward for the capture of one
butt grabber. Last seen running from the scene with a smile on her
face". Tears of laughter could be seen coming from both girls.
Both girls turned when they saw Raza and Guen walk in. There laughter
died down to a chuckle or two. Tigra choked out "Hugh, one glass of your
best ale, and two glasses of your best fruit juice".
Grabbing Kara arm,
Tigra pull's her to the table by the fireplace.
" Lets not tell Guen about the race. She might think we are not taking
things seriously". Kara looked up at Tigra and smiled and shook her
head. She was trying to to burst out laughing. It took all she had, but
she was able to hold it in. A few giggles and snorts pooped out, and
Tigra had to place her hand over Kara's mouth. "Quit , or I am going to
have to gag you", Tigra said and started to reach for a napkin.
"Ok..ok..
After Sara brought them their drinks, Tigra said " Kara, let me see
that little book you found at the shop. I would like to read it and see
if there is anything new in it". Kara dug threw her back pack and
finding the book, she handed it to Tigra.
"Are you a mage Tigra? You never told us that. Can you teach me a
few spells? Did I tell you that my mother had a book like that. She used
it for healing and other things. She always said that she was
pro..prog...prot......
Protecting? There is a spell for protection, but only for large
creatures such as Bears and Dragons, and other things. It does not work
on man or woman, unless their minds are slow. It does show how to start
fires, and controls the flames. Here, let me show you how the spell
works. I know this one, so it should not be to hard to remember.
Tigra closed her eyes and turned to the fireplace. Thinking about the
spell, she opened her eyes and said a few words, that were ancient. The
flames in the fireplace started to rise and dance around the log.
Figures of a knight and a large Red Dragon came into view. They both
fought threw the forest of flaming trees, over hills and threw valleys.
The Dragon would blow long blue-white flames at the knight, while he
raised his shield . Flames licked around the knight, and Tigra watched
as he dropped to one knee, trying to weld the flame away from his body.
The Dragon took another fiery breath, and the knight took that chance to
strike. A long red sword buried itself deep into the dragons belly. The
dragon died while flames shot from his mouth.
The fire died, then came alive with flame red rabbits playing in a
field of clover, a hawk flew high overhead. Flowers af all colors danced
in a white flaming moon, and deer walked an drank from a fiery stream ,
while fish jumped up and tried for a dragonfly as it floated across the
hot breeze.
Tigra let the flames die down , and looked over to Kara. "
Its easy once you can control the flames. But I think I will show you
how to do that, after we make camp the first night. I wouldn't think
Hugh would like it if you burnt the inn down, while learning a spell".
She laughed and handed the book back to Kara. "Read up on everything
that is in there, then I will show you what to do".
Kara was just sitting there looking at the flames when Tigra started
making them dance. Her eyes became wide, and there was a smile on her
face that no one could wipe off. All anyone heard her say was "lookout"
and "watch it" while the dragon and Knight fought. When Tigra made the
Dragon die, Kara was heard to say "Wasn't right. She was just protecting
her young". She felt better when she saw the rabbits and the flowers.
The fish jumping up made her clap her hands, an a smile came back on her
face. "Beautiful", was all she said and looked back at the flames, while
holding her book..............
Sending to Raza, she asked *Raz,
would you have Rolf let Kara know that I must rest a while? I'll rejoin them
later.* as the heavy oak door closed she saw only Judy's famous feather bed.
Sitting on the edge to take off her boots, she lay back for *....just one
second, then I'll get undressed.* Raz heard her thoughts ease into sleep,
and felt better. her friend had been running on sheer energy for several
days now.
"
Bran, she's not there yet. I see her friends, but they are very happy and
laughing right now. what do you want to do? You know that all are safe
here-this ground is neutral. But once outside-there is nothing I can do to
portect them, or you, if your effort to warn her becomes known." Pacing,
the Inn Keeper tried to think of something to help the young woman and her
troupe.
With that, Bran went out. Hugh shook his head. "And I wanted to help
Adventurers-What God hit me in the head?"
Back inside the inn, he found the catgirl and half-elf sitting at the
table. Neither Guen nor the dragon-man were anywhere to be seen. First,
Kirjath walked to the opposite wall where he had left his weapons leaning
against the wall. A throwing axe and hunting knife were strapped to his
belt. As Kirjath's hand wrapped itself around the spears, the iron tip
ends glowed a dull blue for a moment before returning to normal. A minor
enchantment had been placed on the spears for accuracy and longer range.
,br>
Joining Tigra and Kara at the table, he asked them, "How go the
preparations?" He had already noticed the packed mules at the stable, so
he knew that they were almost ready. However, he was aware that he had
been very reticent toward his companions. This needed to change.
Ringing for Tamma, the bath girl, she finished her
packing -leaving out a deep green soft leather riding set-with supple boots
that reached her thighs. Tamma knocked gently, then brought in the tub and
hot water. Filled to the brim with Lemon Verbena and Rose bubbles, it was
the only indulgence, other than books, that Guen allowed herself. Stripping
and stepping in , the golden skinned girl submerged in the luxurious tub and
soaked away the stress. An hour later , with hot refills by the thoughtful
Tamma, Guen rose from the tub, dried herself and her thick black hair and
dressed ready for the road.Leaving a generous tip for the girl Tamma, Guen
sought out Hugh , to settle the bill for the group.
Working her way through the crowded Inn, she saw that Kirjath had
rejoined the group. *Wonderful! We only lack the Ifriti Sand. I am worried
about him, he seems to be taking overlong.*
Catching sight of Hugh, she
cornered him to make the payment on their lodging and settle the account for
the horses. Hugh drew her into his office on the pretense of showing her
the bill.
"That's not like Hugh to do that.Something is wrong, I can Feeel it in my tail."
Tigra reached for the hilt of the Widow, and looked around the room. Everything was the same. A few patrons came in while she was talking to Kara andd Kirjath, but she did not sense anything wrong. Sniffing the air she sensed that asomeone was hiding their true secent, but she was not sure who it was.
,br> "Kara . Something isn't right. Hugh wou7ld never pull anyone in the back room unless there is troulble. The trouble will not start in here -the Inn is too magical for that. Let's wait until Guen get's back and see what Hugh had to say"
She then spoke quietly-"Keep your faces guarded and listen to me!
Jarg has men in town. Bran has brought a warning. I fear we must leave
without Sand. I will leave word with both Hugh and Bran for him to follow.
Kirjath, girls, did you get what we needed? I want you to keep laughing and
slowly go your seperate ways-some up stairs, some for a stroll. Bran and I
will have the animals by Doug's gate, in half a candle. Be ready to ride
hard. Tigra, do you need a mount? If not I leave the one mare here for Sand
to follow us if he is able.
Luck and Strength! The Great Adventure begins!
Go now , with Blessings on your heads. Until we meet again."
With a
compasssionate look at each, Guen slipped out to find Bran, without drawing
attention to herself.
,br>With studied
casualness the older man looked at the happy group at the table near the
fire." Where is Lady Guen?" he asked.
Eraas, the thin man , replied. "I haven't seen
her all evening, she is here though-that damned war Steed of her's in the
stable. and I've had to wear scent to keep her Hound from catching me!"
Eraas had not been happy with this assignment. Mal`e allowed a small smile
to cross his features. Working with Eraas was like being married, he whined
so much.
They settled in to watch the unsuspecting companions. Desert robes hid
the surcoats of warriors. The crest of the Shere was emblazoned on their
chests, under the safety of the robes.
*This had been a search of several
years , once they heard rumours of her survival.And here the Lady was ,
gathering warriors in an attempt to destroy the Lord! What a fool. *
Mal`e
would have gone as far and as fast as he could to get away, as far away as
he could from Jarg.
A movement caught his eye. "There!" He told Eraas."That has to be her.
She has the look of her Father about her. "
,br> They watched as Guen visited
with the landlord, and then spoke gaily to the group. She then moved off
into the kitchen.
Mal`e was worried. Unable to do Evil here, he was afraid she would slip
away. He had a great fear of the consequences if she was lost. Lord Jarg was
not the, ah, forgiving type. He planned to watch closely, when she left the
Inn.
Looking over she saw that Bran had his Gray
gelding saddled. "Oh, noooo! Young man -you are not
going!"
Bran, his red
temper showing, put hands on hips and faced the taller woman down.
"Guen, you
may stop me now, but I can always come after you and you know that I
will!"
Guen stood looking at the determined youngster a moment, then
replied. "On your head be it. Bran, You have the skills, but I would
leave something of my Spirit here in safety. Sara keeps the Elf Child
for me.
I can not but wish that you would remain here, too."
In answer, the
friend mounted his gray and grabbing the leads of the mules and extra mounts,
he headed toward the East Gate.
Mounting Hai'nn, Guen followed Bran toward the gate. As they wound
through the back streets and alleys that Bran chose, she realized that
she would be glad of the his solid strength on their journey. He also
had a
way with people , that she sometimes lacked.
Drawing near the
gate, they caught sight of Doug, Tigras friend. There was no sign of
the
others
as yet.
Leaving Bran holding the horses and mules in a side alley,
Guen walked up to Doug, and with a smooth voice asked,
"Do you know me Soldier?" Watching him to see if Tigra had contacted
him
yet , she waited his reaction.
Waiting while she approached the Gate Keep , he was wary
watching over his shoulder. The men he had seen were
Dark,
no doubt of it. He saw Raza
slip
into the shadow by the Gate.
Bran learned a lot
watching how Guen and Raz positioned
themselves.
They looked at ease,
yet they each had their back covered by a wall, with at least two
avenues
of escape possible. it was now a waiting game to
see
if the others made it.
They would have to move on soon, the Dark Ones were too likely to find
them if they stayed
"What say you
, Captain? Would you like to walk a little with me?" Guen even put a
little twitch in her walk as she stepped into the part.
The man , surprised, smiled at her, then realization hit.He too, began to act.
Maintaining his smile he put an arm around her waist,
and
drawing her close moved into
the alley. To all intents and purposes it looked as if they had planned a short dalliance.
Once out of sight, she grabbed Doug's shoulders in a
tight grip. "Have Tigra, Kara and the Warrior Kirjath come through here
yet?What of a young, sandy colored man?"
Half shaking the man, her voice was agitated. When he assured her they had not been to the gate that evening, she stood still for a moment. He
added,
"And, Lady, I would not be forgetting Tigra. We've known each other a
while",
he said with a soft smile on his face. *AH, so that is how it is!* Guen
was
glad , for Tigra. Thinking rapidly the desert girl came to a decision. "All right
Doug. For Tigras sake , will you do something for me?" The stalwart man
nodded. "I will and gladly, Milady. You have but to ask. "
Guen told him
about
the two men they were evading, then asked him to hold the mares for
those to
come, yet. "Tell Tigra we will meet them in the clearing by the Pool of
Mirrors. I believe she knows the place." Giving Doug her hand in
farewell, she roughed her hair and undid a few strings of her jerkin.
She
looked
well tousled by play. Raising a hand in good-bye for a lover, she moved
to
the place Bran was waiting. "They are not here yet." She cursed.
With a
hard
face, she said -"Mount up , Boy and be ready to ride as you have never
done, once we leave the gates behind." Hai'nn sensed the anger in his
mistress , as she swung up. He caracoled for emphasis on how ready he
was to
fight,
but she calmed him. * Not yet, my valiant Friend. But soon!*
His wing beat faultered again, and an angry red gash
reopened, dripping fire-red blood down his membranes. They'd ambushed him,
while he was stalking his prey. Forty to one . . . it had taken him too
long, and cost too much blood, decapitating them all. Wincing, pearl white
teeth gleemed shallowly. Almost there . . .
Finally! The broad expanse of
Montfort spread beneath him, and he angled toward the Dragon's Inn. Landing
heavilly, a hip wound complained, and he groaned.
Turning his long,
marbelized snout he made sure no one was looking. Then he Shifted to his
human form, which he had re-chrisened Sand, at the half elf's request.
Instantly he felt better, every flesh wound was smoothed away, and his dark
bronze skin sheened. Quickly, he ran into Dragon's Inn, sliding over to the
bar, and urgently asked for Hugh.
The kindly inn keeper hurried over, instantly recognizing the unique
young man. "Sand-something, isn't it?" Sand nodded. "Well, your friends
were very concerned . . . left you a horse, and a message to meet up with
them at the gate."
The young man nodded gravely. "I am glad they did not believe me a
deserter. I only meant to be gone ten minutes." He touched the pouch of
money Guen had given him, now slung about his human neck.
Giving his
profuse thanks, Sand ran out to the stables, finding the beautiful
sand-brown mare. He grinned briefly, so that Guen had a sense of humor . .
.. Gently, he placed a hand on her soft muzzle, leading her without a word.
Once back out in the open, he again Shifted. Speed was imperative, and it
would take half the time with him flying to the gate. Weight pressed his
four talonned limbs to the ground, and he reached out to the mare with one
huge paw. The horse looked trustingly into his fiery eyes, as his talons
closed about her middle. Drawing her up, he launched into the air. Wounds
healed by the Shifting, he made good time, cuddling the mare to his broad
chest. Dragons, Sandanamous espetially, usually had a special bond with
animals. He was able to calm her equine mind, blocking the fear urges so
that she could enjoy the sensation of flying. With that thought, he named
her Pegasus, and told her so in a booming, musical voice.
Wind whistling in his long nostriles, Sandanamous arched his supple neck
down. Scouring the city with his long vision, he spotted an orange and
black figure that could only be Tigra. He couldn't find the others though,
and that worried him. They had found a need to split-up . . . ,br>
The moon
caused his draconic shadow to slide over the roofs of the sleepy city.
Reflexes caused his head to jeark up, as he spotted the tops of Guen, and
another, unknown, young man. Relieved, he dove, landing with a muffled
thump, behind a large building. No one saw him. Looking down at Pegasus,
she nickered softly, and he set her down. She waited patiently as he
shifted, and trotted forward obligingly, when he was finally on her back.
Leaving the darker shadows, Sand headed out into the dark night.
Urging Pegasus forward, he hailed Guen eagerly. "I am still a part of
your company, if you are willing to be patient!"
When he got close enough,
he leaned toward her, and whispered, "And you might just be more willing,
when you know that I took out some band of undead, indubidably part of your
foe's army . . . " Sitting back upright, he checked his sword, then
extended a hand to Guen's companion. "I am Sandanamous, or Sand . . .
depending on how good your toung is."
Then , relenting , she held out a hand in welcome. "Are you healed then, after such a skirmish?" she asked with real concern.
"Oh,"he added,"I took the liberty of naming this fine steed ...I hope Pegasus is acceptable?"
They moved slowly at first, Guen leading out , Bran following with the
remaining mare and the two laden mules in tow. The mules were of Guen's
stock, also, so he wasn't worried about their ability to maintain the
pace,
if they needed to flee.
Bran, looking over his shoulder noticed Kirjath.
with a desert whistle, he got Guen's attention. The Lady followed his
gaze.
A bright smile lit her face a moment, hidden rapidly. With a subtle
movement
she positioned the string so that the mare would be with in the Warrior's reach if
he
chose to come with them now. She knew that Doug would find him, if the
Warrior missed the mare.
Continuing a slow pace , they had almost made the Gate, when she saw
the
two Dark Ones. "DAMN!" Clapping knees to Hai'nn, she called out to Bran,Sand
and
Raz. "It's time!" The great stallion , was through the gate, with a
mighty
leap-Bran right behind on his fast gray. Once clear of the Gate, Guen
kept
the pace for a full candle. Then alternating between trotting and a
fast
lope they headed toward the Mirror. Guen turned once in the saddle to
determine if Kirjath had joined them.Seeing him mounted on the fastest mare, she got aback to the business of travel.
Tigra and Kara was trying to think of a way
for them to leave without being noticed. "We could just walk out, but if
anyone was watching us, they would know that we are headed out . Guen
and
Kirjath are already at the east gate by now. We need to think of
something
quick",
Kara said. Tigra started looking around the inn to see if anyone was
watching. Everyone was ether playing cards, telling tales of lost
battles , or
just sitting and drinking their ale. "I know what we can do to get us
out of
her", and Kara whispered in her ear. "This is what we will do".......
Everyone in
the
inn turned to see what was going on. Even the two strangesr near the
back,
turned to see.
"Well how was I to know you wanted it right now. You
didn't
tell me
that. Hell, I am not a damn mind reader you know. And IF I was, it would
be
hard
to read a mind as small as yours".
Kara raised her voice so that all
could
hear. Tigra reached for her sword about the time Kara reached for her
staff.
They could hear some of the patrons in the Inn saying "Fight..Fight".
Hugh ran
over to the girls and placed himself between them. "Ladies, please, no
fighting. You both know if you draw your
weapons,
the inn will in case you in a bubble, and I for
one
will not let you out. Now I know you both can work this
out. Kara, what ever you forgot, I want you
to go
get it. Tigra, I want you to go up to your
room, and cool off, until Kara gets back her. Now both of you scoot".
Hugh
took
Tigra by the shoulders and lead her up to Kara's room. He turned in time
to
see
Kara finish her drink, and watch as she threw the glass into the fire,
watched
as she
walked out , with Rolf on her tail. "That's strange", Hugh thought, "Why
didn't
Rolf come to protect her"?
"Ok, the reason I brought you up here was because Guen already went out
the kitchen door a while back. If you went out the same way, they would
know
Guen was gone. Now, if you look out the window, you will see a tree. Its about eight feet away from the window. With your build, I know you would
be
able to make the leap", and he blushed when he said "your build".
Turning and
looking out the window, Hugh said " I knew that Kara could never do it,
but
you
could. No one will see you jump or climb down. If you go along the east
side
of
the tree, you will see an alleyway .Follow it, and it should take you out
to
the east gate where Kara will be there waiting for you. I told Sara to
let
her know that before she left.
Tigra jumped up and gave Hugh a big hug,
and
a kiss on the cheek. "Your something else Hugh. If you were not married"
.
..and
she let the rest of her words slide. Hugh knew what she was going to say,
and
added " I know Tigra, But I am, and I am very happy. Now go, before
someone
thinks
we are doing something we are not. After I step out, throw that pitcher
of
water at the door. It will add to the flavor of the fight". Hugh started
to
step out when he saw Kara's backpack. Throwing it to Tigra, he slammed
the
door
and said " You heard what I said. Now stay in there until Kara returns",
and
he
locked the door and starts to walk away. Everyone in the Inn heard the
pitcher
being thrown against the door and a loud growl, which shook the walls.
Walking
down the stairs Hugh said," That is one angry huntress. I would not
bother
her for a while Sara if I was you", and he winked.
Tigra walked over to the window and looked down. "Not a bad drop,
but
I think Hugh might be right. I can leap over to the tree and sneak down
into
the alley". Placing Kara's back pack over her strong shoulders, she
jumped up
on the window sill. Sniffing the air, and not smelling anything alive,
she
bunched up her legs, took a deep breath, and jumped. She looked like a
big cat
jumping from limb to limb, until she found her way to the alleyway.
"Hugh said
to
follow it until I hit the east gate. I hope Doug is there. I would hate
to
miss him
and not tell him good-bye".
She followed the alley way, turning left
then
right, and sometimes she thought she was back where she started. "I hate
the
back
alleys. I need open spaces. feels like I am stuck in a long cage".
Holding
onto the
widow, and placing the back pack high on her shoulders, she kept walking
until
she heard voices. Slipping into some shadows, she moved slowly until she
could
see who was talking.......
Kara
looked at Sara and smiled. "So you knew it was just an act. But how"?
Sara
looked
down at Rolf and scratched his ears," Rolf did not try to come between
you and
Tigra. If you were in real danger, Rolf would be right by your side, and
not
laying
on the floor by your feet. You need to give credit where credit is due.
Now
remember to ask for Doug near the east gate. He will help".
Kara thanked
Sara for the info and headed out to where she
had
her horse
tied up. Rolf was right on her heels and said * I hope that whoever saw
that
did not pick up on what Sara saw. Lets head out to the gate. I can
follow
Guen's
scent and get us there faster *.
Kara saddled up and placed her staff so
it
would
be comfortable to ride and head out. " Ok Rolf, lets get out of here.
Show me
where Guen is". Rolf sniffed the air and caught Guen's scent. Kara
followed
him
around the back streets of the city. Some of the places she saw were in
need
of
dire repair. " Be on the lookout Rolf. It looks like we are in the rough
part
of town. Kara saw a few people, but most turned their back on her, once
they
saw her riding a war horse and following Rolf.
Smiling, she kicked the
horse in a smooth gallop. She felt comfortable on back of the horse, and
she
patted
her neck. "Remind me to get you a name once we get things settled for
camp
tonight. "Horse" doesn't cut it". She looked small on the large steed,
almost
like
a doll. The mare was at least twenty five hands high, and knew what she
wanted to do before she did or said any thing. "Guen has taught you well
, my
pretty", she said and followed Rolf.
What felt like hours, she finally saw Rolf stop and saw his hair
stand
out on his back. "We must be getting near the gate. Rolf, Its all
right".
Stepping off of the mare, she walked up to where Rolf was standing.
There near
a gate
stood a few men. They were soldiers watching the east gate. Taking a
deep
breath,
Kara motioned Rolf to stay, unless there was trouble. She placed the
reins
down
by Rolf, and walked up to the first soldier and asked with a soft voice
and a
smile, "Is there a Doug around here? Tigra told me that he would be
here".
The soldier stopped and looked at her with a big smile . He stared at
her, and was about to say something when a large man grabbed him by the
shoulder
and spun him around. She watched as the first soldier started to say
something, but
his eyes became large and he saluted the man that grabbed him. "Put you
arm
down man. You do not salute a Sergeant. Now get back to your post".
Shaking
his
head he said under his breath "Damn new bees".
Looking at Kara, he
smiled and
said " I over heard you saying that you were asked to talk to Doug.
Might I
ask
why would you need to talk to him". Kara smiled back and said " I was
told by
Tigra, that he would be here and would be able to help me". The Word
Tigra made
the mans eyes light up.
He smiled more and said "You must be Kara. I
have a
message from Guen . You are to find her at the clearing by the Pool of
Mirrors. I
believe Tigra knows the place." She has left a few horses out side the
gate, for whoever needs one. I know Tigra does not need a horse. She
would
rather
run than ride". Laughing Doug said " I have seen her out run the fastest
horse
we
had one time. Those were the days"............
Stepping out of the shadows , she saw Doug laughing and telling
Kara
one
of his tales about her. "And what kind of lies are you spreading about
me this
time", Tigra said and smiled with one hand on her sword, and the other
holding
Kara's back pack. "Tigra", Kara and Doug said at the same time. "Doug
was
just telling me
that you do not like to ride" Kara said.
Walking up and moving between
Doug
and
Kara, she said, "And what else has he said about me"? And she placed her
tail
under Doug's nose. The tail made Doug sneeze and he pushed her tail
away.
"Damn
it Tigra, you know that tail of yours makes me sneeze. One of these days
I am
going to cut it off and make a belt out of it", and he reached for a
small
dagger.
Before Doug had a chance to grab the dagger, Tigras tail had it by the
hilt
and
was waving it in front of his face. Laughing, Tigra said "You would miss
that
tail Doug, among other things", and she looked down. Doug followed her
eyes
and
looked down to see the dagger was placed between his legs.
" Now then
Doug
dear, what were you saying about cutting something"? Tigra laughed and
Kara
just
stood there with her mouth opened.
"Damn it Tigra , you know I was only
kidding",
and he grabbed the dagger away from her tail. Placing it back into it
sheaf,
he said " I was telling Kara that Guen said to meet her out be the Pool
of
Mirrors. She said that you would know where that is". Wiping sweat off
of his
brow, he
pointed to the horses. "She left those for whoever needed them.
Kara gave
him a
look and he turned away. "We are coming back Rolf. I believe that. Fate
has
dealt
us a good hand, and I shall see my parents murderer die in front of me".
Pulling Doug into the shadows, she gives him a warm, wet kiss. Her
arms
pulled him close, and he felt her nails starting to dig into his shirt.
Pulling
away, Doug said "Tigra, I am on duty. If someone was to come by and see
us".... Tigra places a finger on his lips. "Doug. This may be the last
time
you
see me. Do you want to wait, or do you want to feel my body against
yours
one more time? You know that it has been a long time, and I might not
make it
back. So"....
Doug stopped her in mid sentence. "What do you mean you
don't
think you will make it back"? Doug's eyes grew dark, and she saw a tear
starting to form. "This is not the Tigra
Swift I know. You are talking madness". Grabbing both arms and pulling
her
away
from him , Doug said " I will not here of this. You will be coming back.
NO!
You are coming back. By the gods you better, or I will hunt you down and
cut
that tail off of you for sure". Pulling her close, he wipes a tear away,
and
says "Damn dust".
Tigra didn't know what to say. She brought both hands
around
his shoulders and pulled him close. "Ok, you big lug, I promise I will
come
back and finish what we started here", and give him another kiss. Doug
pulled
away and looked into her green eyes and said 'You damn well better. Now
I
think Kara is waiting for
you. Now get, and don't look back here", and he smacked her on her butt.
Tigra smiled and started for the gate. Kara was close behind with
Rolf
right beside her. Tears started to fall in Tigras eyes and she started
to turn
back. Before she had the chance, she heard Doug say in a broken voice, "
May
the gods look over you and your, Tigra.
* Remember me in your dreams *,
She-heard-Doug say.
Looking down, she saw Rolf running beside her. He
sent
the last message to her from Doug. * I will always carry you in my heart
*,she
sent back to Doug.
Picking up speed, she felt the forest calling her.
With
tears in her eyes, and looking up to see Kara riding beside her in a
full
gallop, she said "Damn dust" and looked away. Looking away , Kara said
"I know
what you mean", and wiped a tear away as well.
" From here we should
catch up
to
Guen an Raz by night fall. The place Guen will be stopping at has a nice
clearing for a camp sight", Tigra said. As the forest came up to meet
them,
Tigra started feeling a little better.
The smells and the sounds of the forest made her smile once more.
"Home", she
said to herself , and she felt like she was floating threw the air.
"Looking
up
at Kara, she could not help but noticed that Kara felt the same way. She
had
a big smile in her face, and the wind was whipping her hair around her
face.
She
held onto the house like she had been riding for years. The war steed
stayed
with Tigra and she saw that the horse was hardly breathing. " Guen can
pick
them" she thought to her self and raced on to the site........
"How could you have not known that they had left the Inn ? You Imbecile!" The furious man growled.His face grew redder by the moment. Gathering himself, he wheeled about. "Let's get fresh mounts and go after them. Hurry, you fool"
The harder they tried to find mounts the more problems seemed to develop. They were told theat horses which looked perfectly sound were lame, or old, or already hired out.Within a candle mark, they had been turned down by every stable or livery in town. Standing in the Market, they were approac by a scroungy old man. he looked down on his luck and most avoided him as he walked toward the two Strangers.
He staggered up to them and stauck his reeking , snaggle toothed face in thier's.
"Having a hard time finding mounts tha seems to be- could find theesome id tha payest me?"
With a silly giggle the creature limped off, looking over a shoulder at them.
Mal'e glanced at eraas,then shrugged.
"what other choice have we? If we loose her Jarg will kill us, most unpleasantly." Eraas thought to himself*And that's a choice?* as they followed the strange being.
In a dilapadated shed the creature showed them two horses that were at best ride-able.
"knowest thou why tha coudst not find? The Lady has joined with all of her kind. She doeth good to one and all...And that, Dark strangers, was tha Fall."
Tossing a coin at the loathesome thing, then knocking him over as they rode by, the two rode out- only to be delayed a long and weray hour while the Sargent of the East Gate, one "Doug" ,sent to the Castle to verify their papers.
"Never will we return to that Hell Hole again!That witch has bespelled them all! I will see it fired to the ground for this day!" Mal'e thundered as they ride toward where their troop was bivoacked.
To "The Camp"