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The Many Misadventures of Fry
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It was a dark and stormy night as many a tale begins. My beloved husband snuck
through the hallowed halls of Felwithe his prize at hand, easily bypassing the guards and
security measures, at only the tender age of 14. Which is very young, especially for an
elf. Who's lifespan is measured in centuries, not decades like the humans that are likely
to read this biography.
Well, I suppose I am jumping ahead of things aren't I? I guess I should let you in a on
few details on the life of my husband and maybe if I feel like it a little about myself.
My husband, if you haven't guessed already is Fry as he likes to be called, though his
birth name is Frydious Angus-Bilbao Menlore..though you can see why he just likes to be
called Fry..his parents must have had some really good evergreen leaves when they
named him...but I am wandering again. Well, to start things off Fry was one bedazzled
and trained in the arts of thievery or also known as the roguish arts. Everyone, who were not of his guild and specialty called him exactly that a rogue and thief, hm I can hear him now screaming to the heavens that he was not a rogue, he was Scout. A scout of the Goddess Tunare! Proud defender of Faydwer, and scourge of evil.....though he just tended to blow up stuff and get chassed by Orcs and Brownies...but if you think about it , it's almost the same isn't it? Well, I am jumping ahead again..
Let's see what is a good way to start....o yeah silly me, more about Fry. You see Fry
was the son of Augustas Menlore, a powerful Geomancer and Mariea Ali, Kelethin's best
scout. Sadly though one day when Fry was only 6, his father disappeared...some say he
was killed, some say he abandoned Mariea and Fry, but who really knows but him.
Because of that Fry grew up in the company of rogues...scouts and like his mother
sought to become a legend among the guild. He spent every waking moment learning
everything he could, honing his skills and mastering them. And at the tender age of 14
breaking al kinds of records, was given a test of passing.
Now as the name sounds, this test was designed to ensure only the best students,
would become full members of the Scout's guild and learn the guarded secrets of
Scouting. Because of his natural prowess, young Fry was given the hardest Test ever
given, he was to break into Felwithe Castle and remove one item of worth from the royal
quarters. Simply put, he had to get past, the most heavily defended area in the known
world and steal something from either the King's, the Queen's or the Princess's room. Not
an easy task for any one, even for Fry. So to make it somewhat fairer, and to test
another student who was breaking records. Fry was partnered with a girl 2 years his
senior by the name of Reverdone Moocienaga Dal Kampo Ciba or Rev for short...I think
Fry's and Rev's parents shared the same stash...but any way I am drifting..
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Smothered in the shadows, Fry peers out from the Guard Tower across the town square,
looking for the best point of entry into Felwithe Castle. He sighed, he tiring of waiting on
Rev, she was so slow when it came to scaling walls.
He gazed up at the stars and began to drift away, he was kind of tired, i had been a really
long week with all of the tests, but soon it will be all over. Soon he will be full member of
the Scout's of Tunare. He will get his Cape and seal and he will be shown the guild's
secret skills and most importantly, the secrets of tracking. Maybe finally armed with that
knowledge, he could find Pop. Finally, he would know why he left so suddenly.... why he
left Mo-
A hand touched his shoulder.
"Fry."
"AAAAHH!!" He shouted nearly jumping out of his skin. "Don't do that Rev!"
The young Wood Elf girl scooted up beside him and crouched upon thee tower edge,
giving him a quick smile.
"You are such a scardy-cat Fry." She giggled and brushed her flowing hair back bit, in
doing so she released a bit of envy from Fry. As she reached up, she had inadvertently
moved her cloak, revealing her Scout knife. He envied that so, he wanted a Scout Knife
also and he would have had it, if it weren't for his reluctance in combat. Not to say that
he was a poorly skilled fighter, even his Guild master had to admit that Fry was rapidly
becoming better he was. It was just that Fry could never, no matter the circumstances
or the imagined scenarios given to him by his teachers, could he strike what would be a
fatal blow. It was because of that, he would never get a scout's knife, the Scout
symbol of absolute deadliness.
He quickly pushed that thought aside, and focused back on the mission.
"Let's go" He pulled his cloak back over him and leapt of the high guard tower. Rev
mimicked him and for a few countless seconds they fell down and down until they landed
like cats upon the straw thatched roof of a peasant home. They both dashed forward,
quickly getting up to a fast clip, dashing across the roof and then leaping to the next
roof. Playing a silent game of leapfrog across the roofs of the inhabitants below.
Quickly and like a ghost, they made it to Felwithe castle. Where, they rendezvoused once
again, in the shadows just beyond the sight of the portcullis Guards.
Rev scanned up, and began to thread a line through her grappling hook.
"You still use that clunky thing?"
"Yeah."
"Why not just run up like we where taught?"
"I can't do it, I keep slipping."
"How did you pass the climbing test?"
"Patience, a friend and 30 platinum coins." she giggled
"Hmph.. Any way, lets do this with a little style."
"How?"
"Straight through the front entrance."
"How? There is nowhere to hide to get around them. To much light." She said referring
to the 15 torches spread around the entrance.
It was Fry's turn to giggle. "Watch and learn, little one" He said imitating the Guild
trainer. Fry removed two throwing daggers from his utility pouch and a bottle of fluid. He
quickly dipped the daggers in the fluid and then put the bottle away. Moving away a bit to get a better angle, he lined up and then hurled the daggers at the two guards, each one striking a guard just at the seam between their plate mail armor.
The guards looked pained for a moment, then collapsed backwards and began to snore.
"What was that?"
Fry took the bottle back out and let Rev smell what was in it. She coughed and smiled a
bit. "Evergreen leaf elixir"
"Yeah, when you need something great for parties and knocking out inept castle guards,
I highly recommend it. Heh, they are going to wake up feeling like a million platinum. And
they are going to need it too, when the King chews them out for letting us get past so
easily."
"Yeah"
With out another word both of them dashed across the open field and through the
portcullis and into the previously impregnable fortress Castle Felwithe. The next 15
minutes were variations of the same event, repeated dozens upon dozens of times.
Whether they used a throwing dagger to disable an armored guard, or a cloth soaked in
the elixir to mug an inept servant, it was all the same.
In that bit of time Fry and Rev had completely incapacitated the entire eastern section of Felwithe castle. Leaving them to plunder the riches within the inner sanctum. They wouldn't even have to worry about King Tearis or his new Queen Mysonia. They were out exploring the countryside alone, a sort of second honeymoon. That left only the beloved.to the general
population. lovely and funny.to Rev.. snot nosed brat.to Fry. Princess Tyia, the Kings
only heir, now that Fironia had disappeared. She and her personal Templar protectors would
be the only ones left. This time of the night though, she should be in bed sleeping
soundly.
"Do you know the way to the King's room Rev?"
"No. I thought you did? This is my first time here."
"..Hmm.. I was here a couple of times before..but that was a long time ago.I haven't
been back because of that stupid snot nosed brat.."
"You shouldn't talk about her like that. She is the Princess."
".hmph I don't care who she is..she stole my fireworks."
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I guess, I should interrupt and explain this. You see as you already know, Fry's mother is
one of the best scouts in the land and is frequently called on by the King. After she
gave birth to Fry and was ready to go back to service, though she did so only for the highest of priority missions. During the time she was away, the King graciously allowed young Fry
to stay in Felwithe castle under his and Lady Mysonia's personal supervision. That also meant he was around Tyia a lot.
As he told me, one day when his mother was dispatched. She gave him some Gnomish Fireworks to play with...and according to him. Tyia took them and ran away. He lost her and was only able to find her by the sounds and sights of the fireworks going off.h obviously never forgave her for that.and neither did she when he whapped her on the head with Battle and Calm.a fairly large book for a 6 year old. Thus she cried bloody murder, and when his mother returned, Fry was barred from Felwithe until he apologized to the King and to Tyia.suffice it to say while the King got an apology, Fry had never returned to Felwithe castle until that night to rob it.
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Rev tried to remain composed, but burst with laughter at the serious face of Fry.
'You are still mad at her over that? That was years ago!"
"Yeah..but they were mine and really good ones too, FuzzleCutter 7000's .they don't
make them any more." His eyes filled with tears.
Rev simply laughed harder and walked away doing her best to compose herself. Fry wiped his
tears away, sniffed and cried again at the loss of those really great fireworks.
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I guess I should interrupt again. The reason FuzzleCutter 7000's aren't made any more,
is due to the large amount of firewater and other explosive materiel inside of them. Not that they are unsafe to set off, unlike the rest of gnomish inventions they only blew up when they were supposed to. No, they don't make them any more because they simply burned too long and don't stay airborne sufficient enough before they flame out.simply put, unlike what most people today think.it wasn't logging or farming that cleared out the Commonlands of Antonica.
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A few moments later, Rev and Fry are running for a hiding place as a contingent of
guards make a sweep of the inner sanctum. In the rush they find themselves in the Royal
Bath (pronounced "BAwth" for the snooty). A large room filled with scents, oils, and platinum lined finery, enough finery to feed nations for years all in one room. In the center of the two story BAwthing room, a large pool that filled almost half the bottom floor. Both of them walked around mouths open and the splendor and majesty. Rev walked up to the second floor to admire the indoor waterfall that fed pool.
"WOW!!!!" Fry exclaimed after coming out of his state of disbelief. We don't even need
to go any farther. We can loot this place!"
"Yeah right. You know how much of a stickler the guild master is. He said only from the
Royal Quarters. This though rich.is not the Royal quarters." She called down.
"Still.. do you think they would miss some of this stuff?" he called back holding up a
crystal flask filled with scented oils. "Mom would love this. It's smells nice."
"Put it down Fry..You Know we have to give what we take back."
"Yeah, I know.It's no fair..why does she get to have all this stuff.Mom should get this
not that brat."
"It's just how it-" Rev was cut short as the doors began to creep open. Rev instantly
stepped back into the shadows concealing her, while Fry hid underneath a table with
some of oils and scents.
"laalalalala." A girl hummed as she entered the room sealing the doors. She walked
slowly and without a care in the world to the very table where Fry was hiding underneath.
"Lalala..lalal.alalala."
Fry covered his ears at Tyia's horrid off-key humming and prayed for a swift and merciful
death, but he was not so lucky. He endured her humming, glaring as she got closer to the table, her bone white robe covering her. She stepped up to the table and started to clink and clatter with some of the flasks right above Fry.
"Perfect", she said to herself or so she thought. Fry eyes grew bigger as she turned around and the white robe departed revealing two white round things in front of him. He stared
unabashedly mouth agape.
"STOP GAWKING!" Rev shouted the best she could in the silent signing of Scout's Cant.
"I can't help it..Hehehehe. This is great!"
"You lecherous.Hmm wait. She has a Platinum comb, that she put on top of her robe. We can
take that."
"Sounds like a plan. But how are we going to get out of here? She is in the way...not
that I mind."
".We will just have to wait until she is done and then leave.so until then STOP
STARING AT THE ROYAL BEHIND!!!"
"Hehe.Wait I got an idea. When she gets in the baths toss me the Evergreen elixir flask."
"You can't be serious! You aren't going to drug the princess!?!"
"Why not? It will just go to show even more how pitiful the security is and may even get
us a better position when we get back."
"Maybe.Okay, get ready she is getting in.."
Fry pulled out his last throwing dagger.
"NO DAGGERS!!!!!"
"..foo.So much for avenging the fireworks.."
"You are hopeless."
While this silent conversation was happening, Tyia steps before the large bath and pours
lavishly some fairy dust soap powder into pool. Making sparkly, fizzy bubbles. She giggles
and puts the fairy dust container back on the table. What she doesn't realize and
neither do Fry or Rev, is that the container fell over empting the powder across the
surface. As the suds get nice and high, she vanishes into the mountain of magical
soapy suds. At that moment Fry gets out from under the table and motions for Rev to toss the
elixir to him. She does so.
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At this point in time. I feel I should interrupt yet again. You see Fry, while an expert
Scout, is a just a bit.. okay... Extremely clumsy. Also I should mention, That while Fairy
dust makes for excellent sudsy soap and Evergreen elixir is great for putting people
asleep.together they make a very...very..powerful explosive.Which is what the
second stage of Fuzzlecutter 7000's were made of, by the way.
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Fry opened his hands to catch the sailing flask and did so...but the flask decided to be
slippery and hopped out of Fry's hands and smashed upon the table, shattering open it's contents spilling wildly. The elixir snaked its way around the table and mixed with the fairy
dust soap powder. Fry stood disbelieving, Tyia who heard the noise stood up out of the
midst of the soap suds and to see what was happening and was shock to see, not only
a boy in the Royal bath...but FRY!!! Only Rev was semi un-fazed.
"GET DOWN!!!!!" She screamed.
Fry leapt the best he could away from the table and collided with Tyia and they both
went under the suds and water. At that moment. The entire left wall of the Royal Bath
disintegrated with a very loud boom, that echoed throughout not only the castle but
also all of Felwithe.
As her ears stopped ringing Rev looked up at the destruction caused by the elixir and
dust and at the moment as luck would have it a piece of debris clunked her on the head.
"OW!" She grumbled and picked up the debris to scowl fiercely at it to find that it was not debris at all. It was Tyia's Platinum comb, unscathed too. Unlike the rest of the room, which brought her attention quickly to Fry.
"FRY!! You okay!"
Fry found himself very wet and on the receiving end of a very sharp slap by a soapy
naked Princess.
"GET OUT YOUR PEEPING TOM!! HOW DARE YOU SNEAK INTO MY ROYAL BATH!! HOW
DARE YOU PUT YOUR HANDS ON ME!!!" At that moment she realized what something
disastrous had happened to the left wall.
"Wha?" she brilliantly commented
She got of the bath soap and suds dripping everywhere, and stood in shock at the hole.
"Fry!! Time to go!!" Rev called sprinting down what was left of the stairs. Fry pulled
himself out of the bath and dashed after Rev, at that exact moment the sounds of
heavy clanking armor filled the hallway and entered the large hole. As Fry and Rev
dashed out in another direction and made their (by comparison) uneventful escape, the
heard the screams of an embarrassed Tyia, as she screeched as the guards saw her
naked and dived back into the bath for cover.
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The Guild master had his head buried into his hands, while he paced back in forth in front of
Fry and Rev. He had been doing so for the last 3 hours. It was know the day after, and
he still didn't know what to make of this. Finally he said something.
"WHAT IN THE HELL WHERE YOU TWO DOING!!!! GET IN GET OUT! THAT'S ALL! STEAL
ONE LITTLE ITEM. I DID NOT DISPATCH YOU TO REDECORATE FELWITHE CASTLE!!!!!" He
boomed.
Fry timidly spoke up. "Um sir.aside from the last little part.We accomplished what we
where sent to do. No one saw us and we acquired the item we where sent for. Sir"
The Guild master paced some more. " Yes that is true..I just..GAH!!! Why where you in
the Royal bath in the first place Fry!?!"
"I.."
"Never mind, save it. I don't want to know. Tell it to the King."
Fry went white as a sheet. "The.The K.KI.King?"
"Yes. The King, he wants to talk to you after blowing a hole in his castle."
Fry turned even whiter if that was possible. "The.the.the...the...king?"
"Sir. I beg you, please don't allow this. It was my fault, I caused the explosion" rev
interceded
"The.King.King King." Fry continued to mumble
"It doesn't matter who did it. He wants to see you two. Tunare only knows what he has
in store. Go..now."
"Yes sir" Rev replied, scared for her life, dragging Fry with her, who was still as a statue
continually mumbling. "The. The..the the the..King..king.."
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Several hours later, they where in the Royal Throne Room. Rev solemn and Fry still
mumbling like an idiot. But he finally stopped and Rev relaxed slightly. When the royal
family entered, th queen smiled looking beautiful and serene as always. And King Tearis
though calm and disciplined as he was known to be, almost seemed to be somewhat
jovial.. only Tyia was glowering. But that was understandable being that she was just
embarrassed in front of half the castle just a day ago.
"So you two are the impressive Scouts of Kelethin, Master Rikas has been talking about.
He never told me you two where such skilled decorators as well as Scouts.""
Rev chuckled slightly. Fry was still pale.
"Oh come now. I am not angry. I had been planning on having the inner sanctum redone
any way. And beside if my guards had done a better job, you would not have put a hole
there in the first place. So be at ease young ones."
Rev did so, Fry sighed relieved that he was not going to be hanged. or something
terrible.
"But we do have a few small matters ahead of us."
"Yes M'lord?" Fry said, that being the longest coherent sentence he had said in several
hours.
"First, the item you took. Please return it."
"Of course" Fry opening his belt pouch, and withdrew Tyia's comb and slowly with it as
far in front of him he could put it, with out being openly insulting, walked up to Tyia and
let her take it.snatch it really. She glowered at fiercely and fry quickly returned to his
place by Rev and awaiting for the Kings next matter at hand.
"Secondly, though I am not angry about the redecoration. I cannot allow you walk away
without reprimand. So, before either of you can obtain your guild cloaks and the rank of
Scout. You must perform a service for me. I will discuss that matter further with you
when the time comes."
"Lastly." He stared directly at Fry. "Fry. You know that the banning I placed on you is
still in effect and it is only by a temporary abstention that you are here right yesterday or
now. Therefore, if you are going to obtain your cloak and rank, you are going to have to
repay your debt, and in order to do so, you must stay here with my soldiers, If you wish to
continue on your Mother's path. I ask that you apologize for your actions those years
ago and your recent ...episode with my daughter."
Fry gritted his teeth...He really hated giving her a victory.
"I will not order you to do so, an apology must come from the heart, but you can not
stay here if you do not. So please make your choice Fry."
Fry sighed and walked up to Tyia, and kneeled.
"M'lady Tyia it is with all my heart, that I ask your forgiveness for hitting you on the
head with a book.and then.entering your bath."
Tyia frowned some more and then spoke "I forgive you."
"Excellent! Welcome to my Rank young Frydious and young Reverdone. Go tell your families of
what has happened, then report to the barracks for cot assignment and await my call."
"Yes M'lord" Rev spoke snapping a crisp saluate
"Yes M'Lord" Fry saluted him and turned to head back to Kelethin. At
the last moment Fry stopped and returned to the Throne.
"What is wrong young Fry?"
"I wish to further make amends to the Princess for my transgressions M'lord."
"There is no need."
"Yes, but in my heart I feel I cannot let this go as is. May I sir?"
"You may."
Fry stood up proudly smiling and walked up to Tyia and bent over to whisper in her ear.
"You may want to have a cleric take a look at that mole on your behind."
Tyia turned red "WHY YOU!!!" Fry dashed away with Tyia in hot pursuit. "COME BACK
HERE !!!"
The King just roared with laughter.
The Many Misadventures of Fry
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It was a dark and stormy night as many a tale begins. My beloved husband snuck
through the hallowed halls of Felwithe his prize at hand, easily bypassing the guards and
security measures, at only the tender age of 14. Which is very young, especially for an
elf. Who's lifespan is measured in centuries, not decades like the humans that are likely
to read this biography.
Well, I suppose I am jumping ahead of things aren't I? I guess I should let you in a on
few details on the life of my husband and maybe if I feel like it a little about myself.
My husband, if you haven't guessed already is Fry as he likes to be called, though his
birth name is Frydious Angus-Bilbao Menlore..though you can see why he just likes to be
called Fry..his parents must have had some really good evergreen leaves when they
named him...but I am wandering again. Well, to start things off Fry was one bedazzled
and trained in the arts of thievery or also known as the roguish arts. Everyone, who were not of his guild and specialty called him exactly that a rogue and thief, hm I can hear him now screaming to the heavens that he was not a rogue, he was Scout. A scout of the Goddess Tunare! Proud defender of Faydwer, and scourge of evil.....though he just tended to blow up stuff and get chassed by Orcs and Brownies...but if you think about it , it's almost the same isn't it? Well, I am jumping ahead again..
Let's see what is a good way to start....o yeah silly me, more about Fry. You see Fry
was the son of Augustas Menlore, a powerful Geomancer and Mariea Ali, Kelethin's best
scout. Sadly though one day when Fry was only 6, his father disappeared...some say he
was killed, some say he abandoned Mariea and Fry, but who really knows but him.
Because of that Fry grew up in the company of rogues...scouts and like his mother
sought to become a legend among the guild. He spent every waking moment learning
everything he could, honing his skills and mastering them. And at the tender age of 14
breaking al kinds of records, was given a test of passing.
Now as the name sounds, this test was designed to ensure only the best students,
would become full members of the Scout's guild and learn the guarded secrets of
Scouting. Because of his natural prowess, young Fry was given the hardest Test ever
given, he was to break into Felwithe Castle and remove one item of worth from the royal
quarters. Simply put, he had to get past, the most heavily defended area in the known
world and steal something from either the King's, the Queen's or the Princess's room. Not
an easy task for any one, even for Fry. So to make it somewhat fairer, and to test
another student who was breaking records. Fry was partnered with a girl 2 years his
senior by the name of Reverdone Moocienaga Dal Kampo Ciba or Rev for short...I think
Fry's and Rev's parents shared the same stash...but any way I am drifting..
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Smothered in the shadows, Fry peers out from the Guard Tower across the town square,
looking for the best point of entry into Felwithe Castle. He sighed, he tiring of waiting on
Rev, she was so slow when it came to scaling walls.
He gazed up at the stars and began to drift away, he was kind of tired, i had been a really
long week with all of the tests, but soon it will be all over. Soon he will be full member of
the Scout's of Tunare. He will get his Cape and seal and he will be shown the guild's
secret skills and most importantly, the secrets of tracking. Maybe finally armed with that
knowledge, he could find Pop. Finally, he would know why he left so suddenly.... why he
left Mo-
A hand touched his shoulder.
"Fry."
"AAAAHH!!" He shouted nearly jumping out of his skin. "Don't do that Rev!"
The young Wood Elf girl scooted up beside him and crouched upon thee tower edge,
giving him a quick smile.
"You are such a scardy-cat Fry." She giggled and brushed her flowing hair back bit, in
doing so she released a bit of envy from Fry. As she reached up, she had inadvertently
moved her cloak, revealing her Scout knife. He envied that so, he wanted a Scout Knife
also and he would have had it, if it weren't for his reluctance in combat. Not to say that
he was a poorly skilled fighter, even his Guild master had to admit that Fry was rapidly
becoming better he was. It was just that Fry could never, no matter the circumstances
or the imagined scenarios given to him by his teachers, could he strike what would be a
fatal blow. It was because of that, he would never get a scout's knife, the Scout
symbol of absolute deadliness.
He quickly pushed that thought aside, and focused back on the mission.
"Let's go" He pulled his cloak back over him and leapt of the high guard tower. Rev
mimicked him and for a few countless seconds they fell down and down until they landed
like cats upon the straw thatched roof of a peasant home. They both dashed forward,
quickly getting up to a fast clip, dashing across the roof and then leaping to the next
roof. Playing a silent game of leapfrog across the roofs of the inhabitants below.
Quickly and like a ghost, they made it to Felwithe castle. Where, they rendezvoused once
again, in the shadows just beyond the sight of the portcullis Guards.
Rev scanned up, and began to thread a line through her grappling hook.
"You still use that clunky thing?"
"Yeah."
"Why not just run up like we where taught?"
"I can't do it, I keep slipping."
"How did you pass the climbing test?"
"Patience, a friend and 30 platinum coins." she giggled
"Hmph.. Any way, lets do this with a little style."
"How?"
"Straight through the front entrance."
"How? There is nowhere to hide to get around them. To much light." She said referring
to the 15 torches spread around the entrance.
It was Fry's turn to giggle. "Watch and learn, little one" He said imitating the Guild
trainer. Fry removed two throwing daggers from his utility pouch and a bottle of fluid. He
quickly dipped the daggers in the fluid and then put the bottle away. Moving away a bit to get a better angle, he lined up and then hurled the daggers at the two guards, each one striking a guard just at the seam between their plate mail armor.
The guards looked pained for a moment, then collapsed backwards and began to snore.
"What was that?"
Fry took the bottle back out and let Rev smell what was in it. She coughed and smiled a
bit. "Evergreen leaf elixir"
"Yeah, when you need something great for parties and knocking out inept castle guards,
I highly recommend it. Heh, they are going to wake up feeling like a million platinum. And
they are going to need it too, when the King chews them out for letting us get past so
easily."
"Yeah"
With out another word both of them dashed across the open field and through the
portcullis and into the previously impregnable fortress Castle Felwithe. The next 15
minutes were variations of the same event, repeated dozens upon dozens of times.
Whether they used a throwing dagger to disable an armored guard, or a cloth soaked in
the elixir to mug an inept servant, it was all the same.
In that bit of time Fry and Rev had completely incapacitated the entire eastern section of Felwithe castle. Leaving them to plunder the riches within the inner sanctum. They wouldn't even have to worry about King Tearis or his new Queen Mysonia. They were out exploring the countryside alone, a sort of second honeymoon. That left only the beloved.to the general
population. lovely and funny.to Rev.. snot nosed brat.to Fry. Princess Tyia, the Kings
only heir, now that Fironia had disappeared. She and her personal Templar protectors would
be the only ones left. This time of the night though, she should be in bed sleeping
soundly.
"Do you know the way to the King's room Rev?"
"No. I thought you did? This is my first time here."
"..Hmm.. I was here a couple of times before..but that was a long time ago.I haven't
been back because of that stupid snot nosed brat.."
"You shouldn't talk about her like that. She is the Princess."
".hmph I don't care who she is..she stole my fireworks."
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I guess, I should interrupt and explain this. You see as you already know, Fry's mother is
one of the best scouts in the land and is frequently called on by the King. After she
gave birth to Fry and was ready to go back to service, though she did so only for the highest of priority missions. During the time she was away, the King graciously allowed young Fry
to stay in Felwithe castle under his and Lady Mysonia's personal supervision. That also meant he was around Tyia a lot.
As he told me, one day when his mother was dispatched. She gave him some Gnomish Fireworks to play with...and according to him. Tyia took them and ran away. He lost her and was only able to find her by the sounds and sights of the fireworks going off.h obviously never forgave her for that.and neither did she when he whapped her on the head with Battle and Calm.a fairly large book for a 6 year old. Thus she cried bloody murder, and when his mother returned, Fry was barred from Felwithe until he apologized to the King and to Tyia.suffice it to say while the King got an apology, Fry had never returned to Felwithe castle until that night to rob it.
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Rev tried to remain composed, but burst with laughter at the serious face of Fry.
'You are still mad at her over that? That was years ago!"
"Yeah..but they were mine and really good ones too, FuzzleCutter 7000's .they don't
make them any more." His eyes filled with tears.
Rev simply laughed harder and walked away doing her best to compose herself. Fry wiped his
tears away, sniffed and cried again at the loss of those really great fireworks.
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I guess I should interrupt again. The reason FuzzleCutter 7000's aren't made any more,
is due to the large amount of firewater and other explosive materiel inside of them. Not that they are unsafe to set off, unlike the rest of gnomish inventions they only blew up when they were supposed to. No, they don't make them any more because they simply burned too long and don't stay airborne sufficient enough before they flame out.simply put, unlike what most people today think.it wasn't logging or farming that cleared out the Commonlands of Antonica.
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A few moments later, Rev and Fry are running for a hiding place as a contingent of
guards make a sweep of the inner sanctum. In the rush they find themselves in the Royal
Bath (pronounced "BAwth" for the snooty). A large room filled with scents, oils, and platinum lined finery, enough finery to feed nations for years all in one room. In the center of the two story BAwthing room, a large pool that filled almost half the bottom floor. Both of them walked around mouths open and the splendor and majesty. Rev walked up to the second floor to admire the indoor waterfall that fed pool.
"WOW!!!!" Fry exclaimed after coming out of his state of disbelief. We don't even need
to go any farther. We can loot this place!"
"Yeah right. You know how much of a stickler the guild master is. He said only from the
Royal Quarters. This though rich.is not the Royal quarters." She called down.
"Still.. do you think they would miss some of this stuff?" he called back holding up a
crystal flask filled with scented oils. "Mom would love this. It's smells nice."
"Put it down Fry..You Know we have to give what we take back."
"Yeah, I know.It's no fair..why does she get to have all this stuff.Mom should get this
not that brat."
"It's just how it-" Rev was cut short as the doors began to creep open. Rev instantly
stepped back into the shadows concealing her, while Fry hid underneath a table with
some of oils and scents.
"laalalalala." A girl hummed as she entered the room sealing the doors. She walked
slowly and without a care in the world to the very table where Fry was hiding underneath.
"Lalala..lalal.alalala."
Fry covered his ears at Tyia's horrid off-key humming and prayed for a swift and merciful
death, but he was not so lucky. He endured her humming, glaring as she got closer to the table, her bone white robe covering her. She stepped up to the table and started to clink and clatter with some of the flasks right above Fry.
"Perfect", she said to herself or so she thought. Fry eyes grew bigger as she turned around and the white robe departed revealing two white round things in front of him. He stared
unabashedly mouth agape.
"STOP GAWKING!" Rev shouted the best she could in the silent signing of Scout's Cant.
"I can't help it..Hehehehe. This is great!"
"You lecherous.Hmm wait. She has a Platinum comb, that she put on top of her robe. We can
take that."
"Sounds like a plan. But how are we going to get out of here? She is in the way...not
that I mind."
".We will just have to wait until she is done and then leave.so until then STOP
STARING AT THE ROYAL BEHIND!!!"
"Hehe.Wait I got an idea. When she gets in the baths toss me the Evergreen elixir flask."
"You can't be serious! You aren't going to drug the princess!?!"
"Why not? It will just go to show even more how pitiful the security is and may even get
us a better position when we get back."
"Maybe.Okay, get ready she is getting in.."
Fry pulled out his last throwing dagger.
"NO DAGGERS!!!!!"
"..foo.So much for avenging the fireworks.."
"You are hopeless."
While this silent conversation was happening, Tyia steps before the large bath and pours
lavishly some fairy dust soap powder into pool. Making sparkly, fizzy bubbles. She giggles
and puts the fairy dust container back on the table. What she doesn't realize and
neither do Fry or Rev, is that the container fell over empting the powder across the
surface. As the suds get nice and high, she vanishes into the mountain of magical
soapy suds. At that moment Fry gets out from under the table and motions for Rev to toss the
elixir to him. She does so.
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At this point in time. I feel I should interrupt yet again. You see Fry, while an expert
Scout, is a just a bit.. okay... Extremely clumsy. Also I should mention, That while Fairy
dust makes for excellent sudsy soap and Evergreen elixir is great for putting people
asleep.together they make a very...very..powerful explosive.Which is what the
second stage of Fuzzlecutter 7000's were made of, by the way.
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Fry opened his hands to catch the sailing flask and did so...but the flask decided to be
slippery and hopped out of Fry's hands and smashed upon the table, shattering open it's contents spilling wildly. The elixir snaked its way around the table and mixed with the fairy
dust soap powder. Fry stood disbelieving, Tyia who heard the noise stood up out of the
midst of the soap suds and to see what was happening and was shock to see, not only
a boy in the Royal bath...but FRY!!! Only Rev was semi un-fazed.
"GET DOWN!!!!!" She screamed.
Fry leapt the best he could away from the table and collided with Tyia and they both
went under the suds and water. At that moment. The entire left wall of the Royal Bath
disintegrated with a very loud boom, that echoed throughout not only the castle but
also all of Felwithe.
As her ears stopped ringing Rev looked up at the destruction caused by the elixir and
dust and at the moment as luck would have it a piece of debris clunked her on the head.
"OW!" She grumbled and picked up the debris to scowl fiercely at it to find that it was not debris at all. It was Tyia's Platinum comb, unscathed too. Unlike the rest of the room, which brought her attention quickly to Fry.
"FRY!! You okay!"
Fry found himself very wet and on the receiving end of a very sharp slap by a soapy
naked Princess.
"GET OUT YOUR PEEPING TOM!! HOW DARE YOU SNEAK INTO MY ROYAL BATH!! HOW
DARE YOU PUT YOUR HANDS ON ME!!!" At that moment she realized what something
disastrous had happened to the left wall.
"Wha?" she brilliantly commented
She got of the bath soap and suds dripping everywhere, and stood in shock at the hole.
"Fry!! Time to go!!" Rev called sprinting down what was left of the stairs. Fry pulled
himself out of the bath and dashed after Rev, at that exact moment the sounds of
heavy clanking armor filled the hallway and entered the large hole. As Fry and Rev
dashed out in another direction and made their (by comparison) uneventful escape, the
heard the screams of an embarrassed Tyia, as she screeched as the guards saw her
naked and dived back into the bath for cover.
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The Guild master had his head buried into his hands, while he paced back in forth in front of
Fry and Rev. He had been doing so for the last 3 hours. It was know the day after, and
he still didn't know what to make of this. Finally he said something.
"WHAT IN THE HELL WHERE YOU TWO DOING!!!! GET IN GET OUT! THAT'S ALL! STEAL
ONE LITTLE ITEM. I DID NOT DISPATCH YOU TO REDECORATE FELWITHE CASTLE!!!!!" He
boomed.
Fry timidly spoke up. "Um sir.aside from the last little part.We accomplished what we
where sent to do. No one saw us and we acquired the item we where sent for. Sir"
The Guild master paced some more. " Yes that is true..I just..GAH!!! Why where you in
the Royal bath in the first place Fry!?!"
"I.."
"Never mind, save it. I don't want to know. Tell it to the King."
Fry went white as a sheet. "The.The K.KI.King?"
"Yes. The King, he wants to talk to you after blowing a hole in his castle."
Fry turned even whiter if that was possible. "The.the.the...the...king?"
"Sir. I beg you, please don't allow this. It was my fault, I caused the explosion" rev
interceded
"The.King.King King." Fry continued to mumble
"It doesn't matter who did it. He wants to see you two. Tunare only knows what he has
in store. Go..now."
"Yes sir" Rev replied, scared for her life, dragging Fry with her, who was still as a statue
continually mumbling. "The. The..the the the..King..king.."
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Several hours later, they where in the Royal Throne Room. Rev solemn and Fry still
mumbling like an idiot. But he finally stopped and Rev relaxed slightly. When the royal
family entered, th queen smiled looking beautiful and serene as always. And King Tearis
though calm and disciplined as he was known to be, almost seemed to be somewhat
jovial.. only Tyia was glowering. But that was understandable being that she was just
embarrassed in front of half the castle just a day ago.
"So you two are the impressive Scouts of Kelethin, Master Rikas has been talking about.
He never told me you two where such skilled decorators as well as Scouts.""
Rev chuckled slightly. Fry was still pale.
"Oh come now. I am not angry. I had been planning on having the inner sanctum redone
any way. And beside if my guards had done a better job, you would not have put a hole
there in the first place. So be at ease young ones."
Rev did so, Fry sighed relieved that he was not going to be hanged. or something
terrible.
"But we do have a few small matters ahead of us."
"Yes M'lord?" Fry said, that being the longest coherent sentence he had said in several
hours.
"First, the item you took. Please return it."
"Of course" Fry opening his belt pouch, and withdrew Tyia's comb and slowly with it as
far in front of him he could put it, with out being openly insulting, walked up to Tyia and
let her take it.snatch it really. She glowered at fiercely and fry quickly returned to his
place by Rev and awaiting for the Kings next matter at hand.
"Secondly, though I am not angry about the redecoration. I cannot allow you walk away
without reprimand. So, before either of you can obtain your guild cloaks and the rank of
Scout. You must perform a service for me. I will discuss that matter further with you
when the time comes."
"Lastly." He stared directly at Fry. "Fry. You know that the banning I placed on you is
still in effect and it is only by a temporary abstention that you are here right yesterday or
now. Therefore, if you are going to obtain your cloak and rank, you are going to have to
repay your debt, and in order to do so, you must stay here with my soldiers, If you wish to
continue on your Mother's path. I ask that you apologize for your actions those years
ago and your recent ...episode with my daughter."
Fry gritted his teeth...He really hated giving her a victory.
"I will not order you to do so, an apology must come from the heart, but you can not
stay here if you do not. So please make your choice Fry."
Fry sighed and walked up to Tyia, and kneeled.
"M'lady Tyia it is with all my heart, that I ask your forgiveness for hitting you on the
head with a book.and then.entering your bath."
Tyia frowned some more and then spoke "I forgive you."
"Excellent! Welcome to my Rank young Frydious and young Reverdone. Go tell your families of
what has happened, then report to the barracks for cot assignment and await my call."
"Yes M'lord" Rev spoke snapping a crisp saluate
"Yes M'Lord" Fry saluted him and turned to head back to Kelethin. At
the last moment Fry stopped and returned to the Throne.
"What is wrong young Fry?"
"I wish to further make amends to the Princess for my transgressions M'lord."
"There is no need."
"Yes, but in my heart I feel I cannot let this go as is. May I sir?"
"You may."
Fry stood up proudly smiling and walked up to Tyia and bent over to whisper in her ear.
"You may want to have a cleric take a look at that mole on your behind."
Tyia turned red "WHY YOU!!!" Fry dashed away with Tyia in hot pursuit. "COME BACK
HERE !!!"
The King just roared with laughter.