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Post by Nikkii O'seth on Sept 28, 2006 19:45:20 GMT -5
"Yes ... we do, Phelan." Sir John tossed the sword belt at Phelan's feet. "You seem to be the one that can help us solve several problems we have with your land..."
The elf went over to the cave entrance and chuckled as he knelt down looking inside. "Sir... this looks more like the Keyra I remeber... going into there right now will be dangerous, we'll be hunting her and she will be stalking us... this cave has many cut offs."
"I see... well Phelan, I want the red streak lycan in addition to Keyra. I know you must know that identity of the the red streak she is related to the head of your house.... I will not ask you to turn in Nikkii O'seth as of yet."
"Sir are we going after her?" The woman asked.
"Yes Kieva.... Well I can overlook your charges if you assist our capture of the devil-elf."
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Post by Phelan on Sept 28, 2006 20:18:33 GMT -5
"I will not, but you are more than welcome to Nikkii. By all means, my mother in law is a pain and I would love to be rid of her. I'm sure she has much to answer for. However the Lycan you speak of is of no danger to anyone. She has control over her affliction with an iron grip and would gladly fight on your side, not against you. She is a friend and my friends I will fight to the end to protect.
Now, myself and my captain Olantar will be happy to assist you. The rest of my family is going home. You seem to be an honorable man and I hope that you will see that I can be trusted. I'm sure you know by now, not to judge a book by it's cover so to speak." Phelan said flashing his boyish grin.
Olantar looked to Phelan and then to Aramis. "You heard him Aramis, take the guard home and have your sister inform your mother of what has transpired."
"But...I want to.." Aramis began but was cut short by his father.
" Young man, you will do as you are told, you have a resposiblity to those guards of our house to get them home."
"Yes Father." Aramis said, slightly beaming at being given responsibility. He made way for the troops and got them moving back toward Neriak.
"One thing..." Phelan said to the leader of the group. "My wife is suffering from some powder that Kerya has thrown on her, if we don't get the cure she will go mad and other women of our house have been affected to. So my request is simple that when we get her, that you help me locate the cure and then we can go our seperate ways and I will be indebit to you. Do we have a 'deal'? as it is said in the common tongue."
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Post by Nikkii O'seth on Sept 28, 2006 20:58:49 GMT -5
"Sounds like lust powder to me..." The woman said stepping up next to sir John.
"It's something becomming more common with lycanthropes, I'm afraid... We have some but it is in the Oasis. The trip is two days from here. " John said.
"She said she has some in her dwelling." Olantar stepped up.
"Well she might have but it's a trick to get you at her mercy." The Darkelf said.
"Well introductions are in order.... you know my name this woman here is Kieva, the elf at the entrance is Deigowulf the Dark elf there is Sombriel. " Sir John then turns to the dwarf. "And this is my daughter Maydi."
"Sir I will be heading in. " Diegowulf said as he readied his bow and started in.
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Post by Phelan on Sept 28, 2006 22:03:27 GMT -5
"Well I am Phelan O'seth and this Olantar captain of my guard. I warn you to be carefull, she is full of tricks, poison and other nasty suprises. Couldn't we just smoke her out like an animal, instead of fighting her on a battle field of her choosing?" Phelan said.
"Phelan is right, she is cruel and demented and very dangerous." Olantar added.
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Post by Nikkii O'seth on Sept 28, 2006 23:08:40 GMT -5
"That would be a good idea if this was a simple cave, she has had some time to think of plans for event's like this. We have somethings in our favor. She is wounded and I saw a collar of binding on her." Sombriel said watching the elf go in further.
"Keyra's love of poison's is something to be wary of. Her ability to assume different forms makes her a bit more dangerous but the worst is invisability." The woman said "Maydi remain here and keep watch."
The hunters moved into the cave single file with Olantar and Phelan. It was dimly lit and bones crunched with everystep they took, this entrance passage was obviously meant to benefit someone sitting at the bottom opening. Deigowulf was the first to reach the bottom, his foot sunk into a patch of clay and as he pulled back his hand caught hold of some roots but they was a trigger of a trap. From his side a streak of silver flashed and a splash of blood hit the wall, Deigowulf fell to the ground clutching his neck then fell silent. Kieva eased up to him and rolled him onto his back reveiling three poison darts lodged into his neck, his face a putrid green. She closed his eyes and said a prayer.
"Lets be ceratin here people I know we all won't make it out alive but your rewards await you in the afterlife." Sir John said lifting the woman back to her feet.
Footsteps came from nearby but the echo made it sound like it came from all directions.
"Ok Sombreil was correct.... she has the place trapped up so watch where you step and keep your wits about you." Sir John barked to his hunters.
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Post by Phelan on Sept 28, 2006 23:47:12 GMT -5
Phelan cautiously place his feet and followed the hunters farther into the cave. Olantar's face had a grim determination, as if he would protect Phelan by sheer will alone. Phelan glanced about the cave, it's floor was covered in bones, and there was rancid meat laying on the ground also. With each crackling footstep there also came a sick suction as their feet pulled free of the slime. The smell was over powering.
"Shouldn't she be making as much noise as us when she moves?" Olantar asked.
"Yup, but this is her home and there is too much echo to locate her that way. We go down until we hit the main chamber." Sir John said.
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Post by Nikkii O'seth on Sept 30, 2006 13:17:07 GMT -5
Keyra's voice echoed. "The deepest of this cave will be you hunters tomb.... those that seek their own deaths will have it granted."
Sombreil tried to listen closely to catch the direction of her voice. After a moment he rushed down one of the openings the sound of metal clashing was herd then silence. Moments later him yelling in pain. Sir John left down there to investigate Olantar and Phelan followed, when they got to him Sombreil's face and part of his chest was melted off.
"Acid..... Keyra has gotten better at this. We should head back to join Kieva, one by one she will get us. " Sir john said looking over the corpse.
"His weapons are missing.... she is armed now." Olantar added.
Outside the cave the girl sat kicking the rocks around her unaware she was not alone. Above her Keyra stood looking down on her, gracefully she jumped down behind the the girl. Maydi tried to get up and ready herself but she was too late.
"Daddy!! hel.." She cried but Keyra put her hand over her mouth.
"Shhh, this isn't your fault but you are helping them atone for their sins against me, this forest, and other lycanthropes." With that Keyra plunged her sword thru the back of the girl. She let out muffed cries as Keyra shushed her till the girl passed on. Keyra placed a small sack on the girl's dead body and a note, then smiled at her work before she went off into the woods laughing with madness.
The note on her body read. :: It's been fun playing with you, here is my part of the deal but it's enough to cure only one so you decide. I will be seeing you again soon after I get this collar off and................ I'll play with the little girl you have.... Tah.::
They rejoined the woman who had held her place while they was gone.
"Kieva we are heading out we need a better plan." Sir John said
"I thought I herd something but I saw nothing around, Maydi is at the entrance so she would have alerted me if something was wrong." She said heading up the ramp with the others following. Once they came out Kieva's face went pace and her voice left her. Sir John's eyes welled up as he pushed the sack and note off Maydi before scooping her up. He started sobbing uncontrollably as did Kieva.
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Post by Phelan on Oct 2, 2006 19:25:11 GMT -5
Tears welled up in Phelan's eyes as well. His heart went out to Sir John, he had lost those he loved, his sister, his brothers, his parents and his friends. Phelan was no stranger to pain of any kind. He dropped to his knees and muttered an elven lament quietly. Phelan noticed when he opened his eyes again that everyone was staring at him.
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Post by Nikkii O'seth on Oct 2, 2006 20:45:09 GMT -5
"Umm Phelan.... what are you doing?" Olantar said leaning over. He looked next to Phelan's knees and picked up the sack and note and began reading it.
"Phelan... this is the my second child I've buried.... I must see her off and I will be back to deal with the issue of Keyra and the two members of your family in question. I cannot go back to the Oasis empty handed... My daughter's death will yield some fruit." Sir John craddled the girl and the two started off toward bobble.
"Phelan... have a look at this." Olantar said offering the note.
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Post by Phelan on Oct 3, 2006 18:26:46 GMT -5
"Sir John, wait... are you going to take a portal back to the Oasis?" Phelan asked as he rose to his feet. "If you are then allow me to come with you and purchase some of the cure that you have there. If you are not, then let me take what cure we have to Lady Nikkii and perhaps she can make a portal for you and go back and answer to the crimes that have been leveled against her. I'm indebited to you, you lost your daughter on this cause, allow me to aide you. I will help you get Keyra, she is a thorn in everyones side.
I have told you more than once, that the Lycan that you look for in my house is of no danger and deserves a pardon. How is it that you can overlook the differences between the races and yet you can not see that not all Lycan's are evil and twisted?"
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Post by Phelan on Oct 3, 2006 18:48:06 GMT -5
Meanwhile across Norath the couriers went with the hand written letters from Phelan sealed with his personal signet. The couriers knew that though Phelan needed a response by this days morning that it wouldn't matter. He had sent a summons and they were to deliver it, no matter how long it took.
An elf now carried the missif that was for Gaien. He rode tirelessly following lead after lead of where Gaien might be. His last hope was north, to the land of the Northmen of Halas. His fear would be that he would have to deliver back the message and assume the worse had happened to Gaien.
The other courier a cunning Dark Elf scoured the lands of the dark races for Patryas, but had not located any sign of him. He wouldn't give up until he was sure that he couldn't deliver the message.
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Post by Nikkii O'seth on Oct 3, 2006 20:01:01 GMT -5
"Phelan the the lycan curse can never be completely tamed... Tell me has she ever lost control and killed?... one slip up and she would kill you too... And no I'm not returning there." Sir John said turning to walk back.
"There is some ingrediants we have that Nikkii can use to make more of the cure with in bobble... After you cure them what will you do about Keyra she will probably hind amongst the gnomes or around the elven lands till she can get that collar removed." Kieva said turning to follow her leader.
Olantar pocketed the sack and started to follow the two humans. They waited outside the halfling settlement until the woman returned carrying the ingrediants they would need.
"We thank you for your cooperation, but I am sad to inform you that we will require you to turn yourself in as well as those other two.... also one called Naldany has a term of service she must fulfill to us for the mark she recieved." The woman turned away and soon was out of sight.
"Well Phelan... do we have to cure Nikkii? Naldany is just as capable of that now." Olantar smirked not really expecting an answer to that but he just tried to lighted the mood a bit.
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Post by Phelan on Oct 3, 2006 22:07:32 GMT -5
"Let's go." Phelan said coldly. "I will cure Naldany first and then she can decide what to do."
"Fair enough, are you really going to turn everyone over to them?" Olantar asked as they began their walk back.
"No, it will be their choices of what they do. Even as much as I would like to turn Nikkii over, it wouldn't be right. I gave them a fair option and offered our help and they denied it flat out. There seems to be no forgiveness left in the world today." Phelan said and walked the rest of the way home in silence.
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Post by Nikkii O'seth on Oct 3, 2006 23:32:57 GMT -5
Back in Neriak Aramis and the gaurds entered the courtyard with Blexanu and a few others to greet them as they entered. Tailu and Zealott ran out to him and the smiles went to a puzzled look as the girls noticed they was missing a couple members.
"Where's daddy?" Zealott asked approching Aramis.
"Olantar isn't here either.... is that elf dead?" Tailu said looking right at Aramis.
"I don't know..." Aramis replied. "He sent me back and went after her with those hunters... now tell mom, aunt Darlena, and grandmother."
"You probably left him to save your own skin you coward.." Zealott frowned and crossed her arms. Aramis in a fit of anger slapped Zealott to the floor, Tailu was quick to her side and helped the now crying girl to her feet.
"Look I'm sorry but he made me leave and take the gaurd with me now let mother know." Aramis pleaded.
Blexanu stood by and watched the two girl scurry back inside before he approached Aramis.
"Young master had your grandmother witnessed that she might have killed you for what you did just now."
"She didn't though and she won't be told either. But I want to go back and see who the victor was and if we might have to take matters to find cures for my mom and the others."
"Well sir, I will have scouts sent out there to verify but you may not leave till that has been confirmed...... Go rest yourself and tidy up and within a few hours we will have your answers."The boy respected what Blexanu said and went off to do such.
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Post by Phelan on Oct 3, 2006 23:51:39 GMT -5
Hours later Phelan and Olantar came through the gates of the courtyard. Phelan tromped up the stairs wearily towards his chambers where Naldany was being held. He gripped the small pouch that Olantar had handed him as he knocked on the door.
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