Re: Chapter Nine: Razar's Tale (con)/Chapter Ten: Traja, Hunter, and the Dark Lord
Originally posted by Saratn
NOTE: Chapter Ten coming up will be edited, and a new character will be added instead of Traja. Her name will be Morianna, she is a water nymph with the ability to bend water at will. she has brown wavy hair that is usually braided behind her back. She has amber eyes, and is tall and willowy.
And I will like to thank MerMermorgan for this character. she is the one who made up the name and the description, and Morianna will soon become a main character. And also i would like to thank my two friends, Mermorgan and Hermione for reading this and giving their opinions. and last their is Hotsausce, who has been giving me pointers to improve the story.I was about to run after her...but I didn't. For some reason it felt like I didn't want to have company right now. But of course no one ever listens...
"Seth...if you really want to become Blade...then you should see a wizard by the name of Ithrandir of Emmar. He will help you make that decision. you are going to need to fly just to get their all the way..."
"If I go...can Meghan come with me?"
"Of course Seth...isn't that answer pretty obvious?"
"All right...I'll go. I need to find Meghan."
I ran out of the hall in search of Meghan. I basically gave up. I had searched every single room but...I ran to Meghan's room. She was on her bed crying. I didn't know why.
"Meghan are you all right?"
"Oh Seth I didn't hear you come in..."
"Meghan you don't look so good."
"I am...okay..."
"Meghan you aren't...I know you way to good for you to say you are okay. I was going to tell you we were leaving...but I insist that you stay here in Mrae Quarathian."
"No Seth I am going with you." Meghan responded.
"No!" I shouted.
"It isn't up to you if I go or not!" she shouted back.
"If you do come you are going to have to protect yourself. Don't expect my help Meghan...it'll be your fault if you get into harms way."
"I am not a baby Seth!"
"I never said you were one..."
"you are treating me like I am a baby!"
"All I am trying to do is keep you out of harms way..." I started.
"I can defend my own self Seth."
"Well at least I saved your skin several times before!"
"you are not the only one who saved someone!"
"Like who?"
"I saved you several times before as well."
We kept arguing back and forth. I know this isn't a good thing to do. We have to get to that wizard and all we're doing is arguing.
"Seth, if you don't want me to come I might as well say good-bye and just fly right home to Caer Fortifur and forget about you." Meghan said as she took off.
"Wait Meghan!" I shouted.
"For what? You tell me why I should wait? You don't want me to come so why should I wait?" Meghan inquired.
I could not respond to her. She had made a good point. "I thought so Seth." she responded softly. She turned around and left.
I didn't stop her...she wants to do this then she can...I am not going to stop her anymore. I walked back into the throne room. Lord Quzar was waiting for me inside.
"Where's Meghan?" asked Quzar
"She's not coming." I responded.
"I see..." started Quzar
"So when do I leave?"
"After you get some rest."
"I will later." I said.
I left him in his chamber. I had serious thinking to do. Especially on the behalf of Meghan...I know exactly who I should ask for help...I haven't seen them for awhile...but it's worth a shot. I ran down into the hall where we ate. Of course I saw them eating.
"Drave, Sarfor, Razar, Lord Bruenor... I need your help really bad." I said.
"What is it Seth?" asked Bruenor.
I filled them in quickly of everything since Busidion...even though they knew about it.
"Of course we'll help you. Elves don't back down for not even an ally let alone a kinsmen. I am sure Rozonious will be more than willing to help. I'll go find them...in the mean time go and find Meghan and apologize to her. You know she is your most valuable friend Seth...you don't want to lose her." said Bruenor with a wink.
"you are right Lord Bruenor...and thank you." I said and left. He was right. I was acting stupid. I am losing my most valuable friend.
I ran to her room and found her gone. I ran all over the place looking for her. I could not find her anywhere. I decided to go to my room to clear my head. I looked at a note that was on my bed. it said this:
Dear Seth,
I hope you will make the right decision. I left so that you won't make a delay with your decision. I think this is the best way for both of us. I guess this is farewell Seth. I will miss you, and that I will never forget you, but you'll forget me. Good-bye Seth the Dragon Warrior. Good luck in the after life. I hope we meet again.
Love,
MeghanChapter Ten
Traja, Hunter, and the Dark OneIt was the same exact note from my dream...that isn't good at all...especially since my dreams never come true until now...I had to do something. I had two choices. Go after Meghan or let her be. It was up to me. Or I could find Bruenor and ask him what I should do. That is what I did. I walked outside to the grounds where I saw everyone was their. They are acting like nothing in the world matters right now. Not like we are about to plunge in a big war or anything like that. Lord Bruenor must've sensed me coming because he turned right when I stepped on the lawn.
Weeks gone by without much event. I decided I would go without them to Emmar. Along the way I had to stop at Mrae Fortiufr. But it wasn't the same village that I grew up to. People were in chains everywhere. A Varder came up and tried grabbing me."So, we finally caught you...where have you been hiding all this time?
"I guess you should have found a way to find out where I am going to be at every moment...don't you?""Enough talk! Strip him of his weapons, and then take him to the dungeon with the other one." The guard took Drynth and my other weapons from me. Then he dragged me to the dungeon. I was in the cell with someone I have never seen before. It was a young girl inside the cell.
"Get in their boy!" shouted the Varder.
He shoved me inside the cell where the young girl laid. She woke up when I hit the ground. The girl had long purple hair, with
glittering blue eyes. She was dressed in these filthy rags."Are you okay?" asked the girl.
"Y-yes I am." I responded back to her.
"What are you in here for?" she asked.
"Sorgon the Hunter's men captured me when I got into Mrae Fortifur. You see I am looking for my friend. She has long dark blond hair with deep blue eyes."
"Yes I have seen her. She was here about a day ago. Why was Sorgon after you in the first place?" she asked me.
"Well I just got here and all..." I started lying to her.
"Start evading the question. Why are you really here? You said you come from here. And you look like the horrible king Rozonious,"
"First of all Lord Rozonious is my uncle, and he isn't horrible. And why should I trust you."
"Elves are very trustworthy. Especially when they are forced to tell the truth when another elf is in view. Lord Bruenor put a charm on us elves in case of one of us go to Geogon's side."
"Fine." I gave in. "I am Seth of Mrae Fortifur. Hunter took my sword, Drynth."
"Hold up...you have the Drynth of Blade." she asked suspiciously.
"Yes, but that isn't important right now. What's important is I need to get out of here and save my friends. Lord Bruenor might be falling in a trap at this moment."
"You know Lord Bruenor? So why did you lead him into a trap then???" she asked furiously.
"It isn't exactly my fault. Lord Bruenor had vowed to help me and my friend. A few of his best men are waiting for me in Emmar."
"Liar!" she shouted right when I finished the name Emmar.
"What do you mean I lie?" I asked her.
"I mean Emmar is destroyed. Sorgon and his men raiden that country weeks ago."
That's right. I remember Razar telling me about how he and Ithrandir escaped Emmar.
"Tell me now, who are you?"
"I am a wood elf, whose name is Traja. I've been locked up here for awhile now. I was in the middle of the battlefield. I was their to protect Lord Bruenor, for he is my father. I didn't want anything to happen to him at all. He refused, but I decided to anyway. That's when I heard a horn blare through the field. And then I saw you running up to him, and then you started to fight. I was hoping that wasn't Drynth, then if it was then we were getting ready to go into a long war. After you had looked at your friend Sorgon had come my way. He noticed me and my father. He was going to charge after my father, and tried grabbing him. Instead I got in the way and he grabbed me. Now I am here stuck in this dungeon."
"Well I might have a way to get out of here. When I was little I used to play in here all the time when their wasn't any prisoners around. A few of these cells have loose bricks that might get us out of here. When we do escape I have to go to the throne room and grab Drynth." I said to her confidently.
"Then where should I go when you get your sword?" she asked me.
"Hide in the forest. I will find you easily, I know Mrae Fortifur inside and out."
While we were talking I was pushing on several stones. It took me a few times but I found the right stone. I let Traja go first. It wasn't that big of a space to go through. On the other side of the wall was a long corridor.
"Go to down this hall and take a left. Then take another left and keep on going straight until you find a picture of a tree on a wall. Push the trunk of it until a passage opens. Then that should lead you to the forest. Now make haste." I said quickly.
Chapter Ten: Traja, Hutner, and the Dark Lord
"I'll try and hurry. Good luck to you Seth of Mrae Fortifur."
I left her and hurried down the opposite direction off to the main hall. I snuck quietly past the guards to the throne room.
"So I see you put to use your skills of the castle. I knew you would escape it just took a matter of time. And I was hoping to come and get your sword. Go on take it. But if you do, your friend Traja will die a short painful death." said Sorgon with a sneer.
"I'll just take my chances then. The Varders will never survive through the Forest. The natives of the forest don't like outsiders. Especially Varders. They'll be dead in a heartbeat." I told him with ounces of rage in my blood.
I took the sword from his hands. Then we started to fight. Both of us avoiding each others blow.
"You should be glad your friend escaped. I was apt to have her killed. But then she escaped, then you came along." he said.
"What have you done to my village?"
"Oh I did a few changes just to get your attention. All of the villagers are slaves, and if they don't so their job then they get put to death, just like the old man."
I had realized who he was talking about. He had killed my grandfather, just to get to me! I should not have left Mrae Fortifur in the first place. If I stayed, then my grandfather would still be alive.
"Why?" I shouted through gritted teeth. "Why did you have to take on this village if you just wanted me!"
"Simple question, complicated answer. Do you think I want to spend my time going after a mere boy. Especially since I am not getting payed for it. My Master is the one who wants you dead, not me. I would prefer doing my job that actually gets payed. Yes, I do kill people but only if they are a threat. I see you possibly cannot be a threat to anyone, but my Master wants you to die, so I shall obey his commands, no matter how much I hate it. But the thing I do not do to people, is to let them die unarmed. Go grab your sword, boy!" he went over to hand me my sword.
I took it gratefuly and prepared for battle. He is a worthy adversary; most will kill you without a weapon. But all because he let me have my weapon doesn't mean I'm going to return the favor. I took my sword and swung at him.
Sorgon must've knew that I was about to attack. When ever I attack I always go for the feet first. I swing their quickly then go for the head. But he blocked both attempts. Then he swung at me and he barely missed me. If I hadn't moved in surprise, then I wouldn't be here. He aimed for the head so good I was afraid of what else he could possibly do.
Traja ran down the hall as Seth told her to do. But it wasn't exactly easy for her to stay hidden. The guards were no longer loyal to the Rebellion. Mrae Fortifur was one of the strongest supporters of the Rebellion. She made a mental note to remember to tell the people of the Council of Quar about this.
She was worried for her new friend, and his friend that was missing. Well she called Seth her friend, because he was the only human to treat her with respect. Humans now go and try and kill her people. Just like the humans did with the dwarfs. But the dwarves did do something to the humans, but us elves, avoid outlanders from our country, yet they them like they are nothing.
She leaned against the wall of one of the cold stone walls. She held her breath as she heard someone coming closer to her. Heavy footsteps. Meaning that this man was probably big and husky. The king took her wooden staff and put it in one of the quarters. She knew which one it was, and that was where she was heading. The footsteps came closer and closer to her. She didn't know what she was going to do. He would know that she escaped from the dungeons, and send her back their and find out Seth wasn't their.
As the man went around the corner she noticed a tapestry across the hall, and it was held up by rope. She carefully walked across the hall and ripped a piece of cloth and took the rope. Then she walked carefully behind the man. The man spun around, and caught her. She didn't know how he knew she was their.
The man went over to her and picked her up with one hand that was tightly around her neck. His grip was tight on her. She was gasping for air.
"What are you doing here girl?" asked the man. She didn't answer the man. "Ah the escapee has been founded and is about to be sentenced to death for the treason of the king!"
"Not today." she said while kicking him in the chest. He flew backwards and she landed on the ground on her feet.
She broke into a run in fear of all the commotion she had caused. She just ran without looking back. A door shot open in front of her. A man came out of it to see what all the noise was about. But he didn't see anything. Traja used a special kind of powder that tricked his eyes. Without seeing anything he went back inside the room.
That was the same room she had to go in. How was she suppose to get him and whatever men to come out of the room. She could make a diversion. A simple, but yet it takes awhile for her to set it up. Or she could use a powder to set something on fire. Yes, that would do the trick. Traja needed to pick a good spot to set the powder, where they would have to go a certain distance just to put the fire out and come back. But will it work?
She thought that that was her only option left. She stole down the corridor for about five yards when she saw a score of men coming her way. A few of them noticed her, but had a slow reaction. That gave her the time to pull out the required powder and dropped a pinch full onto the floor. From her cloak she pulled out her magic stick. The magic stick had many uses for her. One was to draw runes on the floor to work her magic. Another was to create a small fire for her. The best one was, only she and her allies can see the magic stick. To the men it looked like she was scrubbing the floor.
"Light for me." she said quietly has she finished the rune. The floor caught on fire. The men tried to go after her but the fire blocked her from the men.
Since the men were shouting more came to see what was wrong, instead of worrying about her. When she got to the room, the men were gone. She saw her wooden staff in the far corner. Traja hurried over to get it. Whenever someone saw her with her wooden staff, people think that she wouldn't do much harm to them, but she had ten years of training by her father's best men.
Traja exited the room to find that a shadowy figure was standing in the doorway. She held her wooden staff out to ready her defense. He was a Varder, but not like any she had ever met. She sensed that he wasn't going to harm her. But just in case she had her staff ready.
The Varder started to speak, but Traja couldn't understand him. But she did have a hunch for why he was here. Under the cloak of the Varder, was the Rebellion sign. Could he be really on their side, or did he take out the Rebellion. Only one way to know for sure. She pulled out her magic stick and held it out in front of him. If he could tell what it is, then he was on the Rebellion's side. If not, then he would kill her.
"Can you tell what this is?" Traja asked him. The Varder, obviously didn't know what she said. Then she spoke in her native language. "Can you tell me what this is?"
"It is a magic stick for the Rebellion. I know why you did it, and you did the right thing, Traja. My Master sent me here on your father's command. He knew something went wrong when you didn't show up as expected. My Master sent me here to rescue you and bring him to the camp site of the Rebellion."
She thought about this for a minute. "I'm not leaving. Well at least not yet. A boy named Seth is still out their fighting the Hunter. I'm not leaving without him."
It was, what it seemed like an eternity before he answered. "Just like your father Traja. Would this boy be Seth, the one your father is searching for?"
"Yes, his name is Seth, and my father was really looking for him."
Chapter Ten: Morianna
NOTE: IGNORE THE CHAPTER TEN BEFORE THIS CALLED TRAJA, HUNTER, AND THE DARK LORD...
Note: I FINALLY ADDED SOME!!!
NOTE: HOPE YOU ENJOY HERMIONE AND MORGAN!!!
It was the same exact note from my dream...that isn't good at all...especially since my dreams never come true until now...I had to do something. I had two choices. Go after Meghan or let her be. It was up to me. Or I could find Bruenor and ask him what I should do. That is what I did. I walked outside to the grounds where I saw everyone was their. They are acting like nothing in the world matters right now. Not like we are about to plunge in a big war or anything like that. Lord Bruenor must've sensed me coming because he turned right when I stepped on the lawn.
"Is something troubling you dear Seth?" asked Bruenor calmly.
"Yes...it is Meghan. She hates me now, and I cannot make it right. It is far to late to fix my mistakes. She is gone...never to return. I was thinking of giving up the quest to Emmar, but instead to return...home.I miss Mrae Fortifur, and I cannot stand being without Meghan at my side. I am so confused, and I don't know which one is right anymore."
"I understand what you are going through Seth. You are afraid of going to Emmar to see the Wizard Ithrandir, because he will tell you how to become Blade. And after you get the armour of Blade, then you won't be able to see Meghan again. Whereas you have the choice of leaving all of this behind. To go back home to Mrae Fortifur to your beloved friend. All your troubles may seem gone, but on the inside you feel guilty because you abandoned Quar for your friend. Yes...this is quite understandable."
I stood there deep in thought. Lord Bruenor of the elves was right of course. He knew what he was thinking of. So what was he to do? Was he to save the people of Quar, or let them die? The answer may seem quite obvious at first, but their were extreme sacrifices. How was I to decide without Meghan's guidance. I was lost without her, and I didn't think I could handle it.
"Lord Bruenor, what would you think of me if I went back to Mrae Fortifur?" I asked trying to figure this out. "Would you think me as a coward, or someone who was desperate to be home?"
"Quite honestly Seth, I think that you are not a coward nor someone whose desperate. Your someone who cares about his best friend, but also the people of Quar. I am sure that you will choose whatever seems best to you. On the plus side...we could stop at Mrae Fortifur on the way to Emmar. Their you could see if Meghan was there or not."
"Then...we will set off to Emmar at dawn. Good night Lord Bruenor." I said bowing to him. I left Bruenor and headed off to my room. But i didn't go to sleep. Instead I took all of the things i could carry and brought them to a horse that was in the stables. I strapped them to her, and then I mounted the horse next to it. I rode off into the night.
I did not want help on my quest. It was mine alone. I didn't want anyone to risk their life for mine. It was complicated but I knew that it was supposed to be this way. I rode hard that night, stopping for little. I did not want to stop for anything, just in case someone decided to follow me. I did not know if I was going the right way or if I took a wrong turn somewhere. After an hour it seemed like I was going in circles. I was lost. I stared at two sets of tracks. They belonged to the two horses. I then turned around and again I was going in circles.
I gave up. I got off my horse and led it to a patch of grass along with the pack horse. They were grateful for the break that they deserved. I took off a pan and some vegetables. I started to make a stew. I then set up my camping gear. I walked a ways into the woods to find some wood. The forest was pitch black, and their was so much movement. I turned in every direction as something approached me. I could not tell where it was coming from. Then I heard something coming towards me. It was an arrow, and it had hit me in the shoulder. I was dazed. I staggered for a few minutes, and I noticed some people were coming towards me. Then...I fell into a deep sleep.
"He should be killed right away. He was tres-" I heard an angry voice from nearby. It was that of a male.
"You and your huntsmen used your magic to confuse him." said a calm female voice. Her voice was smooth and it made me feel like I was in heaven or something.
"Like I said he was trespassing." said the male again.
"And that gives you the right to shoot him with your sleeping arrow?" she asked still remaining calm.
"My Liege, please this is horrific. Morianna is making up lies." said the male angrily.
"Enough the both of you." said the another male voice. He sounded older than the other two. "Indeed Morianna is right about your actions Guar, but Morianna, he is right. We cannot allow a man to walk free in hour lands."
"Sire, this is not like the other men." said the female named Morianna.
"And how do you know that?" asked Guar heatedly.
"I can feel it. Please Sire trust me on this. I know that he isn't like the other men. Just give me the chance to prove..."
"And if he is like the other then he has the chance to kill the villagers." said the old male voice. "I cannot take the risk. The lives of the villagers comes first before outsiders. You know that Morianna."
"My Liege, I can have him ready to be killed by mid-afternoon tomorrow." said Guar.
"NO!" shouted the female Morianna. "You cannot kill him. He hasn't brought harm, and he should be allowed to live."
"You choose to side with the man?" asked the old male voice curiously. "You choose to save his life, the life of the same men that forced us into a small section of Quar?"
"I do Sire. I request that he has safe passage out of here. I will go with him to make sure he doesn't come back into it."
"And how do we know we can trust you?" asked Guar with anger.
"Because I am part of this village too. I would never betray it."
"Yet you go with this man? I don't think you are completely trustworthy of this village no longer. I think we should go to the High Council to decide what is done with the man."
"You dare question my loyalty?" Morianna asked. He heard someone unsheathe a sword.
"You see? She points a blade at one of the villagers, not him."
"Well under the extreme circumstances," started out a voice from nowhere. "I think that the man should live, but as for the young Morianna's actions...she should be sent into exile."
"I think the man should be killed, as with Morianna." said another voice.
"Be reasonable now." said yet another voice. "Morianna does have a point. This man has brought yet no harm to the nymphs. So I agree that he should be allowed to leave. But as for her actions, I too think that she should be sent into exile."
"Let this man live? Please hear me out elders of the High Council. He came in with a sword. Why would a man have a sword if he didn't plan on using it."
"The sword was still in its scabbard!" shouted an agitated Morianna.
"This is no ordinary sword elders. This is the ancient blade known as Drynth. It has magic that could destroy Quar."
"We do not know that for sure elders. Very little is known about Drynth in these parts of the world." said Morianna.
"Enough. It is time to decide what happens to this man." my insides started to squirm. This was the final decision to see if I went out alive, or killed tomorrow.
"Let him live." said the first voice who wanted me to live.
"Kill him." said the second voice who wanted him to die.
"Let him live." said the third voice.
"Let him live." said a fourth voice.
"Kill him." said a fifth.
"Kill him." said a sixth.
"Kill him." said a seventh.That was it. four kill him and three let him live. I was to die tomorrow. I was grateful to those who wanted me to live...especially to the female, Morianna.
"Let him live." said a voice from the complete silence.
"So we have come to a tie. As the head of this council I get
the final say. Though Guar and Morianna have come up with fine points, it isn't enough to decide if he is truly trustworthy or not. But it is in my power to let him live, seeing how he was only passing through. Before the council is adjourned, we need to decide what is to happen to Morianna."
"Exile." said the first.
"Killed." said a second.
"Exile." said a third. Their were only one kill her, no let her
stay in the village, but seven exile.
"Very well. Morianna of the water nymphs. It is in my power to say that you are hear-by sentenced into exile. You are not allowed to step into this village again for any reason. If you do...then you are to be killed on the spot."
"Yes Sire. I understand completely. I shall help the man up and we shall be off." she said sadly.
"My Liege, may I ask the council to reconsider? Letting Morianna live is one thing, but allowing this man to come back...he should be in exile too..."
"Guar, he has nothing, so I cannot send him in exile. And motion denied. The council has spoken, now be off, and remember, if I find out that you left the village to follow Morianna and this man, then I shall put you to death. Understood?"
"Yes My Liege. Of course." he said.
Thank you Hermione and Morgan for making me continue. and more should be done by tomorrow the latest. if not pm me with hundreds of reminders.