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The Battle Wizard: Chap 2
Lyn's Secret
It was three days since Mark and Lyn had departed for Bulgar, the biggest city in Sacae and a very important place for trade, and now they had finally arrived. But Mark was worried. Since their departure, his Gray Blade was acting very strangely, many times glowing for no reason. This happened quite a few times before, and it always meant that his power was waning. His magical powers highly depended on the magic of the Gray Blade, which is why it was so valuable, the reason being it was by itself, a very powerful blade. Without the Blade's power, his magical abilities were cut in half, meaning he wouldn't be able to use Aura or Fenrir without seriously injuring himself. The last time this happened, it lasted 2 months, and Mark never knew why other than it happens at least once a year.
"Lyn, I need to tell you something, I won't be able to use any strong magic for a few months, so I'll need to buy a few weaker magic tomes while you get your supplies, alright?" he told Lyn.
"Won't be able to….. Why not, is something wrong?" Lyn asked puzzled. Every time Lyn gets an answer to a question she had about Mark, she gets another question with it.
"I'd rather no talk about it, I will give you answers someday, but I don't know you well enough to tell you at the moment, meet me here in an hour." With that, he left to get the things he needed for the journey ahead. The journey ahead… They planned yesterday that they were going to attempt finding the rest of the Taliver near the Ilian border where they may attempt to escape again. But now as he walked through the city streets, looking at the merchants from all over the world, he found out that it was just like any big city on the continent. Somehow, he had not expected it to be so crowded. Once more he thought of home.
Mark had just come home with his father from his trip to Bern to find a burning mansion. His father quickly attacked the men who did this. He quickly took them out with the help of Lord Pent. But in the end, all they found of their home were smoldering picks of wood, and burned rugs on the floor. They even stole the family treasure: the Gray Blade. Yet miraculously, one valuable item still remained: his mother's Luce tome. An extremely powerful light magic tome that not even Mark ever dared to use. Afterwards, Mark's father died of illness, and he learned who did this to his family. The assailants were members of a rebel/bandit group that were targeting Etruria and Ilia in constant guerilla warfare. After giving his mother's Luce tome, his father's Excaliber tome, and his own creation, the Gespenst tome, to Pent for safekeeping, he left with a small army of 500 soldiers that once belonged to his father, and marched to crush the rebels and retrieve the Gray Blade…
Mark stopped daydreaming, for he knew he had to get items for the trip and return within an hour. First he got a lightning tome, then medical supplies like vulneraries since his body still hurt and after facing the bandits last time, he figured that no one could be too cautious. After more sightseeing, he returned to see how Lyn was doing.
After Mark left, Lyn started walking along the road thinking about her parents. 'I will get revenge!' she thought to herself. This was only the second time she went to Bulger. The last time was when her mother needed to get supplies for weaving. First, she went to get a new iron sword, then for vulneraries, and finally for some cloth and thread in case Mark or she needed new clothes. As she progressed to the meeting area, someone called out to her rather annoyingly.
"O beauteous one! Would favor me with your name, or better yet your company?" the stranger said. The stranger had brown hair, green armor, tan pants, and the type of face that you simply want to punch.
"Who are you and where do you come from to speak so freely to a stranger?" Lyn was already angry and had a hard time controlling that anger.
"Ah! I hail from the land of Lycia, where great men of brave men reside!"
"Hmph! Don't you mean callous oafs with the brain the size of a peanut?" she said quite forcefully. 'Mark had better arrive soon or I may lose my patience and whack this fool on the head!' Lyn thought to herself.
"Ah… You are beautiful even when you are cruel…" he mused on. He just didn't know when to stop. When Mark finally did arrive, Lyn grabbed him and dragged him across the road by his sleeve. By the time they got to the end of their road, Lyn was so distracted, that she ran into another knight, this time with his horse.
"Well excuse me! But your horse is blocking the road! Care to move?" Lyn looked like she was going to snap any moment. Mark was edging away from her just in case.
"Ah, I'm sorry miss, I will move my horse immediately…" the red-armored said kindly.
"Well at least there are some nice people in Lycia." Lyn mused. Mark was just starting to relax and move along when a certain green-armored knight said something that did make Lyn snap.
"Hey Kent! No fair! I saw her first!" he said behind us. Lyn did a 180 degree turn kicked him in the groin, and elbowed his neck when he was bent over. Then she left as if nothing happened. Some women in the crowd now watching them applauded her actions. Mark ran to catch up with her. That was a side to her that he never saw before.
"Sain, you lout!" Kent said to his companion when the two strangers were gone.
"What? I thought you were hitting on her or something…" Sain said pathetically.
"I'M NOT YOU!" He punched his companion's face when he got up, knocking him back down. "I think she maybe our mission," he said to himself while Sain was on the floor groaning.
"Wait, Lyn, I think we're being followed," Mark said while analyzing the ground area around them.
"Are they the knights from Lycia? No, it appears that these men want blood."
"These trees may work to our advantage or theirs depending how we use them. Hurry, hide in the shadow over there." They hid as their stalkers approached. As they passed them, they went out of hiding and asked them who they were.
"Who are you to follow us?" Lyn asked boldly. Mark saw that there were about 8 of them armed with axes.
"Lyndis, right? Well, we've been hired to take you out. Ah, such a waste of beauty… the things I would do for money…" the bandit leader told them.
"Wait what did you call me?" Lyn asked shocked. But before they could answer, the two knights from the city came out and joined her.
"Cowards! Every one of you!" Sain said. This time he seemed to have bruises on his face as well as neck. "Where's your honor, facing a lone girl and a boy!" Mark was beginning to get angry himself. 'Boy?' he thought to himself. After he was done with these bandits, he was going to give this man a piece of his mind. He also saw the other knight riding up to them.
"Hello again, miss. My name is Kent, and that is my companion Sain, please allow us to aid you in this battle," He said with a bow.
"Very well, Mark will lead us in this battle as our tactician, agreed?" Lyn told the knights.
"Agreed." They both said. "Mark! Let me show my lady how powerful I am! I'll attack first!" Without Mark's consent, he attacked using a lance, missing terribly, and was hit by an axe blow. His friend had to bail him out by attacking with his sword.
"Where's your sword, Sain?" Kent asked him as if he already knew the answer.
"Well a lance does seem a lot nobler than a sword doesn't it?" Sain quailed under Kent's glance. "Oh alright, the truth is I forgot to buy a sword at Bulgar." Kent handed him an iron sword and apologized to Mark.
"It's alright, now lets try this again! Sain, attack using your sword and cut down the bandit to the south. Kent, finish off that other bandit right next to you. And Lyn, go up north and hide behind those trees and attack any enemies that come near you." Mark ordered. He sighed, watching Sain miss another bandit even when using his sword. He took out his Lightning tome and hit the bandit Sain was supposed to take down so he wouldn't be able to counter-attack and injure Sain even worse. Then Kent came, fresh from taking down his target, and finished off the bandit. Mark then went off to find three bandits attacking Lyn. They couldn't touch her but she had trouble hurting them as well. Mark used his lightning knocking down one of them and blinding the other two, allowing Lyn to cut them down.
"Thanks Mark! Now let's go finish the others!" Amazingly, Sain had actually managed to take another bandit down, and Kent was in the process of killing another. All that was left was their leader. Lyn charged first, cutting the bandit across the ribs and dodging the counter. Mark hit him with lighting, and Sain finished him of with his sword.
"Alright, now that's finished, tell me who you are and what your doing," Lyn told the knights.
"As you wish, Lady. We are knights from the Caelin region of Lycia, here to find our Lord Hausen's granddaughter Lyndis. And from the portraits I've seen in Caelin of Lord Hausen's mother, Lady Madelin, I have reason to believe that you are Lyn. You should have seen the look on his face when he found out he had a granddaughter." Kent explained.
"Lyndis… now that's a name no one has called me in months. But wait! That bandit also called me Lyndis!" Lyn said.
"Hmm… must be Lundgren, your grand-uncle. He sees you as an object in his path to the throne of Caelin. Whether you want the throne or not, he will do his best to hunt you down and kill you so once Lord Hausen passes away, he'll be the new ruler of Caelin." Sain said.
"No, I won't let that happen, I don't want the throne, but…" Lyn was caught up in her own thoughts. 'What about Mark, would he continue to travel with me after hearing of the danger posed by this new dilemma?' "Mark, may I speak to you privately for a while?"
"Of course," though Mark had already long guessed what she was going to say.
"Mark, this poses new problems and dangers so I would understand if you no longer wish to travel with me, but I would appreciate it if you would." Saying this very quickly, Mark could see that if he said no, Lyn would be very upset.
"Lyn, I will you and lend my strength to you if you wish, but understand this: I have never truly bowed down to anyone in my life, and I won't start now. If that's going to be a problem…" The rest was understood. 'This could be a pleasant journey, though I will have to postpone my journey to Valor, I doubt anyone would want to sail there anyways…..'
"No, no. It won't be a problem. I would actually prefer it that no one gives me formalities!" And like that, the people left for Caelin, but not before…
"Hey Sain, I got to tell you something," Mark told him.
"Yeah is something wrong?"
Mark punched Sain across the face.
"Yes, never call me a BOY!"
Author's Note: I'm serious now people, I need some reviews from more than one person. Flames, suggestions, and pairings would be nice now. (And please read and review the latest story written by aweirdguy, it's not bad!) And I promise future chapters will have a better story. But first you must review and tell me what I'm doing wrong!
