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 PostPosted: Wed Aug 29, 2001 5:38 pm    Post subject: The Sovereign Reply with quote Back to top

Krilla blinked. She got up from her bed, and went to the window. She had distinctly felt the teleportation spell, for it was part of a Dryad to sense all magic around her. She stared down at the moonlit courtyard..
Three times someone teleported with one of those amulets the humans make, she thought, And someone was talking through some sort of magic device. The name fluttered on the edge of her memory, but she couldn't recall it. Sighing, she lay back in her bed. If anything had happened, she would hear anout it tomorrow.

Dharjom crept through the gatehouse. He gagged and bound the guard there, then rubbed oil along the mechanism which opened the gates. Slowly he turned the thing's handle, and the wide double doors swung open. He slipped through them.
He walked through the streets of the town, and then he went off into the forest. He felt the bag squirm, and the Princess Carmen began to struggle.
"Quiet, girl," he muttered. Quite suddenly he bumped into a tree. A tree which had not been there before. Two spots on the trunk which looked like knotholes at first glimpse slid open to reveal two evil appearing eyes.
"Daemonwood," he said, his throat constricting. He had a gasp from the sack.
"That is correct, mortal," said a musical voice behind him. "And now you will come with me, to the court of Ltwaerillaanda, Queen of the Dryads." The Daemonwood heaved the Assasin up, and carried him, sack and all, deeper into the forest.

Platinius frowned down into the street. The shadow which had just gone by had looked suspiciously like a man carrying a sack.
"Willem," he said, going over to Willem's bunk and shaking his cousin, "wake up! I think somebody's been kidnapped!"
 
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 PostPosted: Wed Aug 29, 2001 10:10 pm    Post subject: The Sovereign Reply with quote Back to top

Carmen had heard the whole conversation. A dryad queen! If she hadn't been in so much danger, she would have been intrigued. Dryad Queen swere very hard to come by.
She sat there thinking of ways to escape.
So deep was she in her thoughts, that she didn't notice when the stoped. All of a sudden, her world was turned upside down, then righted itself as she was dropped out of the sack.
She jumped up, immedietly ready to run. But, as she gazed around, her legs went weak, and crumbled beneth her. It was so beautifull, that it was all she could do to sit there. The trees bent in gracefull ways, up towards the sky. There were flowers of every kind, native and foreign, and all were in full bloom, giving of a glow to rival the moon. Even the small buildings where the dryads slept were beautifull, made of pink granite.
Carmen's breath caught in her chest as she gazed around the clearing. Then she noticed the dryad watching her. the dryad wore a smug expression.
"I see you like our home." she said.
Carmen cast the dryad a cold gaze, then stood, refusing to humor her captors any longer. She had forgotten Dharjom. Then she remebered as she heard him shout angrily.
"Let us go! I have buisness with a powerfull man you would do well not to cross!" he growled.
The dryad scowled at him. "I told you human, you are here so that our queen will pass judgment on you. You will wait untill she is ready to see you."
The deamonwood grabed the two of them and threw them into a cage made of wood, gaurded heavily by deamonwoods. Carmen turned on Dharjom, her eyes blazing.
"Look what you've done!" she hissed.
"What I've done? I don't aprove of snooping princess!"
Carmen scowled, then said, "We will escape after the queen has spoken with us. We will be to heavily gaurded to escape now. Unless... do you have my ring of teleportation?"
Dharjom searched a moment, then sighed angrily. "No, the damn dryads took it."
"Then we must wait until this Queen L-Ltw- whateer her name is to speak with us. We must be ready to flee."
Dharjom stared at her a moment, another to fall victim to Carmen's wisdom. He nodded once.
Carmen sat back and closed her eyes, knowing it would be a long wait and wanting to get as much rest as she could; it would be a long run out of the dryads forest.

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 PostPosted: Sat Sep 01, 2001 1:06 pm    Post subject: The Sovereign Reply with quote Back to top

"Now that's worrysome, said Willem, staring at the Palace gates swinging in the night breeze. "Shadows in the street don't bother me, but the Guards don't leave the gates open and unguarded." The two Warriors crept up to the gaping Gate, fearful of what they might find. They stepped in, and Platinius stumbled over a shape on the floor.
"Hello," said the Guildmaster, bending over. "Why, I believe it's Setrim!"
The Warriors quickly had the Palace Guard unbound and ungagged. Setrim stood up shakily, and snatched his halberd from the floor.
"Mind telling us what happened?" said Willem. Setrim nodded and shook his head at the same time; a difficult accomplishment.
"I was sitting in here on guard duty, when this man walked in with a sack, and gagged me. I was so surprised I didn't even struggle. Then he tied me, and walked out through the gates."
"I think we had better tell his Majesty," said Willem, with a frown at his brother.

"What do you mean, someone's been kidnapped?" said Atreinos. He was tired, and not used to being awakened in the middle of the night.
"A man carrying a sack walkied out of here this evening," repeated Platinius. "What he did to Setrim here proves he was up to no good."
"I suppose you want me to awake the King," Atreinos said resignedly. "I don't suppose it could be a common thief plundering food?"
"Lord Advisor," said Setrim meekly, "all the food's been destroyed. Besides, the bag was the wrong shape. No, it had a person in it - a young person."
"Very well, I'll tell the King."

"Now what? Atreinos, can't you at least wait until the morning?"
"I'm sorry, Sire, but i fear this may be something important. There's been a kidnapping. I suggest you find out if anyone's missing from the Palace..."

"Mortals! How dare you sleep in the presence of the Queen!" Dharjom felt the world shake violently. He opened his eyes and discovered he was sprawled on his back, looking up at the cage wherein he'd been imprisoned. Quickly he stood up. There, before him, was a figure that could only be the Queen of the Dryads.
She was garbed in a pale green robe, which matched her skin so well that it was hard to tell where cloth ended and flesh began. A gold circlet crowned her, and it had leaves twined around it. Add to this that she was far more beautiful than even the Elves Dharjom had seen, and it was enough to nearly take even his breath away.
"Your names, mortals," said a harsh voice which sounded all the harsher when compared to the voices of the other Dryads. Dharjom blinked when he realized it come from the unearthly figure before. Apparently he stood too long, and another Dryad poked him.
"Answer the Queen, human," she said, sounding jarringly sweeter than the Queen. "And kneel." Hastily Dharjom fell to his knees; for the first time he noticed the girl; she was kneeling also.
"My name is Dharjom, Your Majesty, servant of Lord General Requistor, of D'Tar Mordin."
"And mine is Carmen, Princess of Magicum and daughter of King Riley." She gasped as one of the Dryads poked her, and added, "Your Majesty."
"And why do you trespass in my domains?" asked the Queen; Dharjom wondered whether Dryads ever got haorse, and if they did, if that was what ailed the Queen.
"I did not realize that Dryads claimed these forest, Your Majesty," he replied truthfully. "Had I done so, I would assuredly taken a different route. Meaning no offense, Your Majesty," he added.
"And you?" said the grating voice to Carmen.
"Your Majesty, I was in a sack, and had no choice as to where we went."
"How came you to be carrying the OPrincess in a sack?" asked the Queen, turning back to Dharjom.
"Special mission for the Lord General, Your Majesty. And again, I would advise you not to interfere."
"Silence!" hissed the Dryad behind him, and he could hear angry murmurs in the trees surrounding the clearing. "How dare you threaten the Queen!"
"Listen, green-skins!" he said suddenly, rising to his feet. He heard gasps, perhaps as much as at the dead tone of his voice than at his words. The though flickered across his mind that Dryads hated death. "I threaten who I please, and I have the means to back up my threats! If you harm or delay me, the armies of D'Tar Mordin will burn your forest to the ground."
"Silence!" roared the Queen in a voice that rivaled that of a dragon's. "Lock these fools back in their cage!"

Back in the cage, Dharjom and Carmen stared at each other.
"We're safe until the Queen realizes D'Tar Mordin is too far away to send an army here," said Carmen glumly. Dharjom nodded.
 
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 PostPosted: Sat Sep 01, 2001 3:45 pm    Post subject: The Sovereign Reply with quote Back to top

Warder normally avoided this forest, but he had no time to take a different route. He traveled through the forest, moving swiftly and quietly, always trying to sense magic. Warder suddenly came to a clearing. Suddenly, he sensed something. Whirling around, his Sword wipped from his cloak in a flash.
"Dryads," he growled quietly.
Then he heard a snapping and cracking of branches.
"Trap!" he hissed.
He jumped out of the way as a heavy net descended where he had been a moment ago.
"That's it," he snarled.
Warder walked into the clearing where anothing large cage sat hidden in the trees. In it where two people, a girl and a man. The girl looked familar...ah the princess...but the man...
Warder was about to walk by them when the girl saw him and gasped, "Warder! We need your help-"
"Yes," sneered a voice, "we need your help! Foolish, man! How dare you trespass in our domain."
Something green and short walked up and rasped, "Bow before the Dryad Queen!"
Warder turned and looked at the Queen. Silently another cage descended from the rooftops and landed on him. Warder barely glanced at it.
"BOW!" rasped the Queen.
Warder turned to the Dryad Queen and said, "I don't have time for games, QUEEN!"
With a couple clashes, the cage fell the ground around the Rekc'Art.
Warder turned and said, "If I had time, I would teach you some manners. However, I have more business to attend to.
Before the Dryad Queen could reply the girl in the cage yelled, "What's more important than saving the Princess!?"
Warder didn't even look back as he walked away, "Saving the Emperor."
Out of the corner of his eye, Warder had seem the man in the cage, jump in surprise. But what could a man in a cage do anyway?
"Oh, and green-lady," he said. "If you or your green-kin even think about stopping me from leaving this forest, I will make it my duty to destroy your camp and hang your green little hide out to rot!"
And with that, Warder walked off. Leaving a shocked Princess and assassin. And an even more shocked, Dryad Queen...

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 PostPosted: Sat Sep 01, 2001 5:09 pm    Post subject: The Sovereign Reply with quote Back to top

"Well, don't just stand there!" shrieked the Queen, making the Assasin think of a cross between a teakettle and sandpaper. "Get that man!" Dryads flitted about everything, and several trees lumbered off into the night.
"Now's our chance," whispered Carmen. "If only we could get out of this cage."
"Girl, can you do magic?"
Her eyes widened. "How could I forget?" she rasied a hand, pointing at the cage. She murmured, and a sizzling bolt of lightning hit the wooden bars. Dharjom leapt through the hole. He ran for a nondescript pile which Carmen noticed had her cloak thrown over it. The Assasin snatched it up, cloak and all, and ran off into the forest.
"Wait!" she called after him. "My staff!"
"If you want it," ground the Assasin between his teeth, "come to D'Tar Mordin!"
"The prisoners are escaping!" screamed a Dryad. Dharjom pulled something from beneath the cloak, and fired. The Dryad slumped down, dead. The Assasin disappeared into the forest.
Carmen turned her attention to the Dryads, who had turned their attention to her. She raised both hands, and immediately fireballs, lightning bolts, and nameless flares of magical energies sent the Dryads and Daemonwood scattering.

Krilla leapt to the window, staring in horror at the wave of fire sweeping over the forest. The explosion of magic she had felt had completely ended her sleep for that night, but the fire was more immediately. The forest had to be saved.
She did something then, through her link to the trees. She did not know what, or how, but she did it. And the fire winked out. And then she went down to tell the King.

"What is this, a holiday gathering?" demanded Wethrin. Riley pushed past the Herald and rapped on Tarfulth's door. "Good Gods, man, it's the middle of the night!"
"He's King Riley, not man," said Atreinos angrily. Wethrin glared at him, just as the door opened to show Aragonder Silveredge.
"What's the trouble?" asked the Imperial Advisor.
"My daughter has been kidnapped!" said Riley in an anguished voice.
"It is not the middle of the night!" said Atreinos heatedly.
"May we offer our services?" said Platinius and Willem in unison.
"There's been a magical cataclysm in m- the forest!" cried Krilla.
"Be quiet!" said a voice from within the chamber. "Now, tell me what all this is about." They filed into the room: the King, the Royal Advisor, the Dryad, the two Warriors, the Palace Guard, and lastly the disgruntled Chief Herald.
"Now, tell me what has happened."
"I'll tell you," said Warder, appaering in the doorway. Wethrin fainted. "Princess Carmen was kidnapped by an Assasin who was hired by Lord General Requistor to kill you." He pointed at Tarfulth. "Then they were both captured by Dryads."
"How did you get here so fast?" asked Atreinos. Warder held up an amulet.
"The only question now," said Warder, "is: what are you going to do about it?"

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 PostPosted: Sun Sep 02, 2001 12:01 pm    Post subject: The Sovereign Reply with quote Back to top

Carmen ran as fast as she could after Dharjom. Her staff meant a lot to her; and then there was the fact that she would be in a lot of trouble if she went back without it. Finally, she cought up with Dharjom as he reached the end of the forest.
"Give me my staff." Carmen demanded.
Dharjom sneered. "If you want it, you'll have to come to D'Tar Mordin." As he said this, he grabed Carmen by the neck, and held a knife to her neck. Carmen refused to let him see she was scared, but nevertheless, sweat trickled down her forehead.
"Allright, I will come to D'Tar Mordin if you promise to give me my staff."
Dharjom smiled wickedly. "We'll see." he said. "Get moving!"
As Carman walked, she became more, and more worried. D'Tar Mordin...The Emperor...If I do something wrong, it will mean the death of me, and my family


Riley was overcome with grief.
"Platinus! Willem! Gather all my heroes, and send them out to search for my daughter!"
"Shall your son and Adelaide take part in this?"
"Yes, send both of them out with the other solari and wizards. Emperor Tarfulth, I sugest that you pick an escort of strong gaurds, so that you shant be murdered. Krilla, I believe you said something about your forest?"
Krilla was startled. She had been looking out at the - her - forest.
"Yes your Majesty. I felt a magical explosion, and went to the window to look. I saw my forest up in flames -"
"Then we must put it out!" cried Atreinos.
"No! I already have, some how." said Krilla. "I think that someone besides the dryads were in the forest."
Krilla looked meaningfuly at the King.
"I think that the Princess Carmen might have been there. After all, I beleive that she is able to do magic, is she not?"
Riley nodded. "Yes, yes she can. Platinus, have the heroes search the forest, but stay away from the dryads, and don't harm the trees, I beleive it brings Krilla pain."
Krilla looked down, grateful that the king would order the heroes not to hurt the trees.
"Warder," said Riley. "I beleive that you have buisness of your own with the emperor. Would you like the rest of us to leave so that you will be able to discuss the matter with him?"
Warder nodded, and Riley ushered the rest of them out.
When they were outside the room, Riley said, "Platinus, get the heroes and go search for my daughter. Hurry!"
As platinus, Krilla, and all the othersleft, Riley again was overcome. Then Arteinos spoke.
"Your Majesty, are you all right?" he asked.
Riley nodded sadly. "Yes, yes, fine."
As Atreinos left, Riley thought, Please, by all that is holy and unholy, by all the gods, by none of the gods, please, let Carmen be alright.

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 PostPosted: Sun Sep 02, 2001 6:54 pm    Post subject: The Sovereign Reply with quote Back to top

Platinius and WIllem hastened back to their Guild, where they helped each other with their armour.
"Where shall we go first?" asked Platinius, strapping his shield to his arm.
"The Temple to Dauros." Willem's voice was decisive. "We know one of the Monks, and the bells there will help us sound an alarm."

Platinius rapped on the door with a mailed fist. He waited a few minutes, then knocked again. He was lifting his hand for a third time, when he heard the shuffling of robes behind the door. It swung open, and revealed the surprised face of Anreo the Artistic One.
"Ah, Anreo," said Platinius, smiling, "you're the just the Monk we're looking for. May we come in?" Anreo nodded, at the same time smoothing the surprise out of his face. Once their were all inside the Temple, he made a curious sign in the air, sighed, and spoke.
"Welcome to the Magicum Temple of Dauros," he said. Noted the shock on their faces, he explained, "Monks vow to be silent outside their Temple or in the presence of unbelievers. Unless you are a follower of Fervus, Krypta, or one of the other gods, I can talk within these walls."
"Hmm." Willem was preoccupied; otherwise Platinius suspected he would have asked for greater detail. Willem's words confirmed this. "Friend Anreo, much as I would like to talk, there is something I must tell you. A catatrosphe has occured: King Riley's daughter, Princess Carmen, has been kidnapped." Platinius saw the Monk's calm crack for an instant. "We came here to ask if the Monks would aid us in the search for her and her captor, and if they - you - would alow us to use your bell to alert the city."
"Of course, on both counts. Just allow me to awake Father Dracoi and the others." The Monk shuffled off into the Temple. The two Warriors sat on a hard bench, over which hung a placard with the inscription "Patience creates strtength." Platinius snorted.
"Maybe we should have gone. I wager we'd be faster than him."
"I doubt it, Plat. With this armour, we might even be slower." The two looked out the windows at the sun, which was slowly inching over the horizon. At last they heard Anreo returneing, and addition sounds of more shuffling. A man Platinius recognized as Father Arbiter Dracoi moved into the room, followed by Anreo and two other Monks.
"So, you wish to use our bell, do you?" asked Dracoi in a crisp voice.
"We do, Father," answered Willem.
"Then follow me." Dracoi led them deeper into the Temple, until they were underneath the main tower. Dracoi indicated a rope.
"Pull," he commanded. Willem seized the rope, and heaved. One loud BONG sounded.
"Again!" BONG!
"Again!" BONG!
BONG!
BONG!


All the heroes in Magicum were assembled in the square in front of the Temple to Dauros. Four Cultists, three Healers, a Ranger, a few Elves, the four Priestesses, and the Monks. Willem and Platinius stood on the steps of the Temple, staring at them. Platinius began to speak.
"I have called you for a grave purpose: Princess Carmen has been kidnapped! The King has charged us to find her. We know that she has been taken into the forest, perhaps beyond it. It is our duty, as heroes of Magicum, to rescue our Princess! How many of you will follow me?" The shout which was raised indicated that they all would. They set off for the edge of town, out through the forest.
 
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 PostPosted: Mon Sep 03, 2001 3:06 pm    Post subject: The Sovereign Reply with quote Back to top

Carmen followed Dharjom to the next nearest town. There, he walked into a marketplace, but not before he told her that if she so much as spoke, that he would leave her there - with a knife in her back. She agrdeed angrily, not used to being insulted.
Dharjom walked in, going straight for the teleportation booth. He quickly bought a ring of teleportation, then practically ran outside to use it. He grabed Carmen's hand and muttered, "D'Tar Mordin."
The next thing she new, Carmen seemed to have been lifted off the ground, and then it felt as if she were flying. She looked around and all she saw were spinning circles. After a bit, she became to dizzy to watch, and closed her eyes tight. She felt a jot, and her legs buckled beneath her as she hit ground. Dharjom still held her arm, and he pulled her rughly upwords. When Carmen had regained her balance, she looked around, and nearly collapsed again. She was staring up at what she reconized to be the imperial palace.For a moment, she couldn't breathe. She was more afraid right now then she had ever been in her life, which was saying something, because she didn't often get scared. She took in a ragged breath, and forced herself to regain control. Dharjom pulled her roughly along, heading towards the palace. The guards let him through with out a second glance. He strode quickly through the hallway, and stopped abruptly at a door, knocked twice, and went in.
Then, if Dharjom hadn't been holding her arm, Carmen really would have collapsed.
The man glaring down at her was truly a menacing sight. She shrank away from him, not knowing why. There was something about him, something that scared her.
As she looked around the room, she saw something sitting in the corner of the room, where the shadows obscured him from sight.
"So, Dharjom, is this the girl you captured?" asked the intimidating man.
Dharjom nodded, then threw Carmen foward. She found her balance quickly, then looked angrily and imperiously up at the man. She turned to Dharjom.
"My staff." she held out her hand.
Dharjom sneered. "Not 'till Lord Requistor says so."
"And who is this Lord Requistor?" she asked.
The man behind her said, "You'd do well not insult my girl. I am Lord Requistor, soon to be His Imperial Majesty. Now, who are you?"
"I am Carmen, the princess of Magicum, and I demand to know why I have been brought so far from my home."
"Haughty little thing, aren't you?" Dharjom asked. "Well, all will be answered in due time. Tanasril! Come and meet our guest."
Carmen saw movement in the corner of the room and turned to look at what had been siting there. When the man came into the light, Carmen gagged as she looked at the man's twisted face, and fainted. The last thing she heard before the blackness consumed her was Dharjom's moderate laugh, Requistor's deep chuckle, and the twisted man's high cackle.

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 PostPosted: Mon Sep 03, 2001 4:05 pm    Post subject: The Sovereign Reply with quote Back to top

"Careful, my Lord," warned Dharjom. "She can do magic even without that staff - and quite powerful magic."
"I am sure Tanasril can handle it." The Lord General turned to his archmage. "Can't you?"
"Of course."
"Now I must decide what to do with her..." Requistor trailed off, looking a question at Tanasril. The archmage seemed not to notice, but when he spoke he said, "May I have her, my Lord?" Requistor nodded. Tansril smiled, or rather, he twisted his face into a gruesome grimace. He picked the Princess up, and then hunched off. To his laboratory, or whatever he called it; Requistor had been there only once, and had spent several days in bed as a result of the overpowering nausea.
"But, Lord General," said Dharjom, his emotionless voice quickening just a little. "Do you not think it might be better to keep the girl - whole - so as to threaten King Riley with her possible..." the Assasin let his words fade. The practices of the teratogenitor were too much even for him.
"We can still threaten. This King has no idea will is happening to his daughter. Besides, I doubt very much that he can hurt the Emperor."
"As you say, Lord General."
"As for you, I would suggest that you go back to Magicum, and kill the Emperor as you were hired to do, or Tanasril might have someone else to experiment on."

Carmen awoke in a hard, lumpy bed. She ssat up, and the first thing she saw was the disfigured face of Tanasril the Broken. She choked back a scream.
"So, my dear, I see you have awakened," said the man, trying to smile gently. His face looked vaguely as if someone had torn it apart and pout it back together wrong; his eyes, nose, and mouth were in more or less their correct positions, but that was as far as normality extended. Surprisely, he had a deep voice - though Carmen thought she heard a faint undercurrent of unbalance in it.
"Your name - is Tanasril, isn't it?"
"Tanasril the Broken, they call me. I am a master Wizard, and a teratogenitor." Seeing her puzzled expression, he added, "a creator of monsters."
"What do you want with me?" she asked. She feared she already knew.
"Why, nothing, at the moment. I'll think of something, but in the meanwhile, you're welcome to make yourself at home in this chamber. Here, I have left some books for you." The man left. Carmen noticed he had a hunchback. She shuddered, and went over to the windows. They were barred. Remembering the cage in the forest, she tried to think of the words to the lightning spell. She couldn't. She racked her brain, and realized she could not remember any words to any spell. She went back to the bed, and picked up some of the books.
The first was Methods of Corruption, by Pyrog the Shadowed. There was a gilded strangleweed embossed on the cover. Hurriedly she dropped it, and choose two more. Minotaurs: Means and Methods and The Conquest of Lormidia, by Andravus.
She ran over the covers of the others, too horrified to see the authors' names.
Commentaries on the Army of the Serpent Queen.
Origins of the Oculi: A Debate.
Lycanthropy.
Krypta's Error? A Treatise on Vampires.
Anatomy of the Hunter.
Transformation and Transmutations.
And lastly, Great Teratogenitors of thi Last Age.
There was no stopping her scream this time.
 
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Carmen screamed, and screamed, until her throught hurt, and she could scream no longer. Then she wept, with her knees tucked under her chin, she wept until she could do that no longer either. After that, she just felt enraged. Who was Requistor to keep her here? Who had taken the memories of spells from her? Why did Requistor say that he would soon be the emperor? Why did Dharjom bring her here? She cursed herself for following him. After all, she would have been given another staff...
I've been a fool! she thought. Why didn't I just stay at the temple...? Father...he must be frantic...And Adelaide, and Quinn...my family...Ohh, I've been such a fool!Whydid I follow him? I - I've been so stupid...
She began sobbing again, scared that she would never see her father, her brother, or her sister again. She heard something, and looked up to see Tanasril's twisted face looming above her. How he had gotten so close before she heard him was beyond her. She choked back a scream, but couldn't breathe as his face moved ever closer. He said brokenly, "I heard screams. Is everything well?"
Carmen took a sharp intake of breath, and said, N-no, I want to leave. Why can't I remember any of my spells? Why am I here? I want to go home!"
To her horror, Tanasril laughed again, his high cackle sending chills down her spine.
"Want to leave, do you? Well, I'm sorry cto tell you child, but the only way you will leave is as one of my creations!"
"NO!" shreaked Carmen. I wont! I want to go home!"
Tanasril grabed her arm. "Calm down girl! I said shut up!" Carmen was strugling to get out of his knarled hand.
"Let me go! Let me-"
"Listen you little worm!" Yelled Tanasril, shaking her. "Your not going to go home! I can't let you run hom to your little mama! You're stuck here, now, deal with it!"
Carmen's eyes teared. "My mother's dead." she whispered. "And I refuse to deal with it. I want to go home. I will go home. When you least suspect it, I will leave, I will be gone before you are able to make me into one of your creations." she spat. "Go away, leave me be!"
Tanasril shook his head and left her. He beleived entirely that she was capable of what she said she would do. He shook his head, and went off to think up some way to 'use' Carmen.

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 PostPosted: Mon Sep 03, 2001 7:54 pm    Post subject: The Sovereign Reply with quote Back to top

Platinius pushed through the forest, wishing he could hack his way through the undergrowth. But, since King Riley had forbidden it, he would not. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a green shape flit through the shadows. My imagination. But the tree limb which suddenly hit his face was not imagination; he stumbled back into Wllem. Vaguely Platinius saw a mound of rock rise up, then Willem was shouting.
"Ambush! Ambush!"

Hours later, the Dryads, Rock Golems and Daemonwood were slain, but many of the heroes too had fallen. Mother Fateseal and Father Dracoi were both dead, as were all the Solarii. Except for Adelaide, thank goodness. The Wizards had suffered, and so had the Elves. After the battle they had split up again, searching the forest thoroughly. Now the remainder sat in the Rusty Pike Inn.
"Any success?" asked Willem. Platinius had been injured, and though tended by a Healer, he still felt weak.
"None," replied Quinn sadly. He had an arm around the Adelaide, who was weeping over the death of her friends.
"Our Sisters and I found nothing," said Mother Fateseal. She had been reanimated but the other Priestesses, and Dracoi resurrected: the Arbiter was back in his Temple. Anreo had taken over, and now he shook his head. Zelos Fleet-foot, the last of the Elves, also shook his head. His eyes, red with crying, made an odd contrast to his light purple skin. Carmen had been his friend, and all the elder Elves had been killed; like Adelaide and Quinn, he carried a double burden of sorrow.
"All we need," said Willem glumly, "is for Deorn to come in with bad news."
"Fortunately," said the Ranger, coming in and sitting down, "I don't have bad news. As a matter of fact, I tracked Carmen and her kidnapper right into Derida's Point - this very town!"
"Yes?" said Willem eagerly.
"The man bought a teleportation ring, and then vanished. Since he already had Carmen's amulet, the ring would have given enough power to teleport him to D'Tar Mordin."
"Unfortunately," Zequith, the last Wizard besides Quinn, pointed out dryly, "we are not in D'Tar Mordin, and have no way of getting there. Unless, of course, every one of us has two or three transporting devices."
"There is another way." Every eye in the inn turned to stare at Emperor Tarfulth. He smiled at the heroes. "If you're wondering how I got here, I left the same time as you." He noticed the wounds on the them. "Did you have trouble with the Dryads too? I must have lost half my retinue, holding them off. Anyway. As we came into the village, I noticed a Sorceror's Abode. From the size of his house, I'd say the Sorceror has enough power to transport us clear to my capital."
"Just what are you doing here?" asked Willem suspiciously.
"I left Magicum. I thought I had done enough damage there, and I think I might be needed back home. And now, if you will just step outside, I'm sure we will soon find ourselves in D'Tar Mordin."

"No I will not transport a whole blinking army to D'Tar Mordin!" growled the Sorceror. Aragonder smiled thinly.
"Do you think your king would like to go to war with Magicum your neighbor?" he asked quietly. "And the Empire of D'Tar Mordin?"
"War!" scoffed the Sorceror, but he looked unsure.
"Actually," said Lord Silveredge, "there are probably enough of our heroes in Derida's Point to take it over right now." The Sorceror swallowed visibly.
"All right. I'll do it."
"Good."

The ball of light that hopvered over the Abode flashed. Balls of energy shot down to the wating heroes, and they vanished. More balls, and the Emperor's retinue disappeared.

"Where is Draskar?" Requistor stamped around the chamber.
"Patience, Lord General, patience," counseled Tanasril in his deep voice.
"Patience!" snarled Requistor.
"Patience is a virtue, Lord General," said the Rekc'Dar, striding through the door. "As much as for tyrants as littler men."
"Well, now you're here," growled Requistor, "maybe we can get on with our plans."
"I think not, old boy." Draskar smiled benignly at Requistor enraged glare. "The Emperor has just appeared the city gates. He doesn't look at all happy. I do believe he suspects you."
"I know he does!"
"Oh dear," said the Wizard, frowning. "I fear I'll have to work on the girl now."
"Why is that something to be afraid of?" asked Draskar. Requistor snorted.
"Probably feels sorry for her. You have a soft streak in you, Tanasril."
"Nonsense!" the archmage looked hurt. "She should be honoured. She's the first human I've ever worked on. I just wanted to give her a few days to get accustomed to it, that's all." The hunchbacked man hurried out of the chamber.
"He is soft," said Draskar in disbelief.
"Yes, but he is mad. He loves his creations, and doubtless just extends the feeling to her. As he said, that's all."

"Girl, wake up." Carmen sat up; again she saw Tanasril's face.
"What do you want?"
"I'm afraid that I'll have to transform you ahead of time." With that, he snatched her up, and started out of the room and down the corridor. Down a stair, and then finally into a vile-smelling chamber filled with tubes and jars and devices that looked like the things in Carmen had heard evil Sovereigns used to torture their victims.
"Stay here," he said gently. He belied his tone by shoving her down on a wooden thing - the word rack floated through her head - and tying her to it. "It'll just be an hour or two before I get the salves mixed. One will be to deaden the pain from the twistings, and the other-"
He went on, describing the various processes he was going to put her through. She clenched her teeth to hold in her screams. The worst thing was, she thought the madman was trying to soothe her.
Why I am down here? she wondered. That - man - said he was ahead of schedule. Why would he do this before he's ready? Unless-
The distant sound of swords clashing confirmed her reasoning. Someone was trying to rescue her! If only they didn't come too late...
 
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 PostPosted: Mon Sep 03, 2001 9:22 pm    Post subject: The Sovereign Reply with quote Back to top

Carmen sat there, straped into the rack. She closed her eyes, and thought, thought hard. She wanted so badly to remember her spells...if only she could remember, she could save herself...if only...she could...remember...
That's it! she thought I remember!
"Saaski na olar ca!" she cried, and pointed a finger to the straps the held her. They went up in flames, brining Tanasril running to her again.
"No! Stop! My rack, It'll burn! Water, water-!" he went off to look for some whater, leaving Carmen free to burn the rest of the straps. When she was free, she ran to the other end of the laboratory, looking for a door. She found it and tried to pry it open, but it was hoplesly locked. She started screaming out through the bars, hoping someone would hear her. She heard movement behind her and whipped around, seeing Tanasril pointing at her with a long knarled finger.
"Don't move girl, I don't want to hurt you."
"Don't want to hurt me?!" Carmen raved. "No, no, of course not, you just want to make me into one of your creations!!"
"Girl, I am a master wizard and am extremly powerful, I wouldn't-"
"I'm a fair hand at magic myself! You saw what I did to your, your, rack and that was without my full force!"
Carmen could distinctly hear swords clashing, and was determined to hold out until they could find her.
Suddenly, the door burst open with such force that Carmen was thrown foward to fall at Tanasril's feet. He pulled her up swiftly, holding her tight, not wanting her to escape.
Carmen, seeing her chance, strugled feircly, but Tanasril's grip was to strong. The man in the door was Requistor, and he slammed the door shut behind him. He glared around at the room, then settled his gaze on Carmen.
"YOU!" he said. "This is your fault!"
"Is it really?" she asked cooly. "After all, t'wasn't I who wished to be kidnapped."
Requistor slapped her across the face, then said, "Shut up! I wont tolerate this! You're coming with me!" He grabed Carmen's arm and pulled her ouside, where there were battles every where. Carmen tried to resist her captors efort to pull her along, but she was just to small. She looked around frantically, hoping that these heroe were from Magicum, and hoping that she could find someone she knew. Then she saw Adelaide, Quinn, and Zelos, fighting back to back. She gasped in breath, ready to scream as loud as she could for them to help.
"Quinn! Adelaide! Zelos!!! HELP!!!"
All three turned, at her voice, looking for her. Zelos jabbed the other two, and pointed at Carmen. The three started running, and Carmen felt so releived, that at first she didn't see the knife in Requistor's hand. The knife flew to her throat, making all three of them stop. Carmen began desparing again. Quinn took a step foward, and Carmen felt the steel bite into her flesh.
"Don't move, or she's dead." yelled Requistor. Quinn looked quickly around, then seemed to relax. Carmen was confused. Why was her brother so calm? She found the answer when Requistor's body fell do the ground, knocked unconcious by Sir Platinus and Sir Willem. When they saw him fall, Zelos, Adelaide, and Quinn rushed foward, to help their friend and sister. They caught her just as her legs gave way from grief and releif. She was crying, overjoyed to see their faces. Requistor stired, and slashed out with his knife. Carmen rolled away to save herself from amputation, but the knife bit deeply into her leg. She never even cried out. She strugled to her feet, using her friends as means to help her up. She lifted her finger to Requistor. She muttered something, and lightning flew from her finger to the large Requistor. Already hurt from being knocked out once, he collapsed again. Carmen was breathing hard.
"Know what Platinus?" she was able to ask before collapsing again. Zelos looked alarmed.
"Is she alright?" he asked.
Platinus felt her pulse.
"Yes, she's alright, but we must get her out of here, fast."
"Yes." agreed Zelos, Adelaide and Quinn.
"Very fast."

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"No, I don't know what!" said Platinius in exasperation. Willem knocked him on the head with his sword hilt.
"She's fainted you dolt," he said affectionately. Zelos pulled a ottle from his inside his tunic.
"Give her this," said the Elf. Platinius took it, and poured it down Carmen's throat. The gash in her leg closed, leaving only a scar - and a great deal of blood.
Down the hall metal clashed. Arargonder came into view, fighting two Imperial Guardsmen who bore the Burning Arrow of Requistor. He brought one down, and the other fell to an arrow from Zelos's longbow.
"Lord General Requistor," said the Imperial Advisor, looking down in disgust at the unconscious man. Before he could say more, the door to the teratogenitor's laboratory burst open, and a harpy came flying out. Well, not a harpy exactly; it was black, and it was larger than any harpy Platinius had ever seen.
"Merciful Agrela!" cried Willem. He held his sword up to fend off an attack - and the creature spit at him. The liquid hit the blade, and dripped onto the floor, where it slowly began dissolving through the flagstones.
"Good thing mithril isn't destroyed so easily," Platinius hear his cousin mutter. Then the thing was on him. It spit, and he tore off his rapidly disentegrating armour. He hacked madly with the sword, then the creature slid off him, black blood pooling onto the floor from a severed wing. Uncle Ar grimaced at his sword, which had melted in half. The pool was slowly sinking into a hole of its own making.
"Killed her, did you?" snarled a deep voice. Platinius stared at the doorway, which framed the ugliest hunchback he had ever seen. "Well, you may have won this time, but not forever." And he vanished, leaving behind an oily cloud of reddish smoke. Just in time, for a stream of fire shot through where he had been standing. Quinn lowered his hand.
"Missed," he said in disgust.
Craaack-BOOM!
The entire Palace seemed to rock. Flames gouted out of the laboratory door.
"Run!" screamed Adelaide. Zelos and Quinn snatched up the still unconscious Carmen, while the two Magicum Warriors hauled up Requistor. Aragonder led, now brandishing Zelos's shortsword. They were met by Fateseal and Anreo coming down the staircase ahead of them.
"What happened?" demanded the Priestess. Then she caught sight of Carmen. "She is not dead?"
"No," said Carmen, just awakening. "No, Mother Fateseal, I am not dead."
Yet," said a smooth voice from further up the stairs. The High Priestess and the Monk turned, but Platinius could already see him: a man dressed in much the same clothes as Uncle Ar had described the Rekc'Art, Warder, but grander, and this man wore a silver-edged cloak. "Welcome to D'Tar Mordin, Your Highness. I am Draskar, the Rekc'Dar, and I mean to see you safely back in your chambers."
 
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"But first," continued Draskar, "I want to show you the new Imperial Palace!"
With a wave of his hand the heroes were suddenly transported to outside the Palace.
Draskar stood up on the tallest tower and yelled, "Let me show you what the new Emperor of D'Tar Mordin's Palace looks like!"
With a dramatic wave of his hand, the Palace foundation began to shake.
"What-'s-happening-?" yelled Quinn.
"The Palace!" yelled Carmen, "It's rocking on its foundation!"
CRRRAAAAACCKKK!!!
The Imperial Palace was pulled from the earth like a plant and began to float in mid-air.
"What kind of power is this-?" gasped Willem.
"I'll stop him," said Carmen grimly. "She raised up her staff and called for her magic."
Suddenly something smashed her in the stomach and she landed, winded to the ground. Draskar.
Draskar raised his hands up and roared, "BEHOLD! THE NEW EMPEROR OF D'TAR MORDIN AND REKC'DAR: DRASKAR!"
"You wish."
Draskar turned around and stared at Warder, standing with his sword raised. Draskar smiled:
"Ah, my old friend. I wondered what happened to you. Thought maybe you left us."
"Not yet, old friend," Warder replied grimly.
Draskar laughed drew his own sword.
"I've been waiting for this for a long time, old boy," said Draskar.
"As have I."
"Good. Shall he begin?"
"Let's."
The heroes from below watched as the two Rekc'Art began fighting with blade...and with magic. Back and forth they went, neither with the advantage.
"You're getting old, friend," said Warder through gritted teeth.
"Not as old as you were, old chap," was the reply.
They went back and forth for what seemed to be for an enterity, when Draskar, with his magic, turned the Imperial Palace sharply to the left, thorughing Warder off balance. Warder's Sword fell the ground as Draskar smiled at his adversary.
"Looks like the end, old boy. I'll miss you. Maybe I'll hand your Sword up as a momento to this occassion."
Warder smiled, "You wish. Look, old friend."
Draskar looked up and saw a huge mountain looming up on them.
"NO!" he snarled, as he called forth his magic to steer the ship away. But Warder's magic suddenly slashed at Draskar, forcing Draskar to put up defenses so that he couldn't control the Palace that was floating straight for the mountain.
WARDER!" roared Draskar.
CRRRASHH!
The Imperial Palace smashed into the mountain, sending the last of the free Rekc'Art and the Imperial Palace, crashing below...
 
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Carmen felt herself being transported outside, and again collapsed as she hit the ground. She jumped up, not knowing who had teleported her out here, or for what reason. When she saw the palace though, she knew.
Thank you Warder she thought. And good bye.
She looked around to see that everyone else was alright. Carmen saw her siblings and Zelos, and went to help them up. She saw Mother Fateseal attending to the other preistesses, helping them up, and making sure they were alright. The two warriors were up and looking around too. When the saw the Royal children and Zelos, they came over to make sure they were well. After assuring them many times that she was alright, Carmen explained what Warder had done, how he had saved them. They all stood there in silence for a moment, then looked up.
"Mabeye he didn't die." said Zelos. "Mabeye, somehow, he survived it..." he trailed off, realizing that it was imposible for Warder to be alive.
Carmen looked up at Platinus and Willem.
"Shall we go home now?"

[This message has been edited by Raistlin, Archmagus (edited 04 September 2001).]

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