Kill3rbum: Good, good… You doubt Derah… I was thinking of making him bad at first, but NOW I'm undecided.
Zana: Read Kill3rbum's.
N Lafetra: Don't keep doing that… See, people are suicidal now-a-days… And I've got school coming up…
I'm going to end this story soon soon, but I'll have a sequel... The sequel though, won't come for a while. In fact, random insert here, it will be a trilogy.
I know the words the gate says aren't exact, but if they were, it would be violating copyright laws…
Last minute thing. I update for ever three reviews. Keep checking this story, and when it has a 21st review, there should be an update.
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Derah woke up to find Penhaligon still sleeping. After they had moved into a two-room place, Derah had quickly gone to sleep without eating anything. He went into the kitchen to make himself something. He stopped when he noticed there was some one already in there.
It was a boy, not much older than he was. He had brown hair, and was wearing Dragon armor. The boy turned around, and saw that the boy had brown eyes, just like him.
"Who are you?" The strange boy asked.
"I'm Derah."
"And what are you doing here?" The older boy asked.
"I live here. What are you doing here?" Derah answered curtly.
"Oh, I was looking for someone. Sorry to bother you." The boy started to make his way to the door.
"Wait! Who are you looking for?" Derah asked, wanting to know more about the strange young man who seemed to be able to get into houses without anybody answering the door.
"I'd rather not say." The young teen said, equally interested in the younger boy, who he thought had heard him enter the place.
At that moment, Penhaligon burst into the wooden kitchen through the door from his room, yawning. "Ah, Mogata. I see you've met Derah."
Mogata looked at Derah, who looked at Mogata. "You know him?" they both asked at the same time.
"Yes, actually." He pointed at Mogata "That would be Mogata, the youngest member of our crew of misfits."
"Penhaligon!" Mogata shouted, astounded that he was revealing secrets so easily.
"Relax, Mogata, he already knows. And that, Mogata, is Derah. The boy I found yesterday without a house."
Mogata relaxed a bit. At that moment Abiramiv and Robert opened the door and entered. "You are the hardest motherfu- Oh, a little kid. What the hell is he doing in here?
"You don't lock this place?" Derah asked Penhaligon.
"It's not that, they have keys. You do too, I put it under your pillow." Penhaligon told him. "What, you think someone like me would leave the door open for all sorts of guards to come in?"
They all laughed at this, except Derah, who did not like being picked on. "You were saying Rob?"
"Oh yeah… You are really hard to track down, you know that Pen?" Robert asked.
"Oh good, now everyone can come to my door and take me to jail…" Penhaligon responded, with a bit too much sarcasm in that statement.
"So wait, you gave them keys, and didn't tell them how to find you?" Derah asked.
"Yes. A bit of a test for them. And anybody eavesdropping would have found out where I lived too." Derah nodded, understanding.
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They all made their way downstairs, when they all noticed something very peculiar. Everybody seemed to be wearing either these brown boots with white tips that were pointing up, or boots that had rainbows on them.
Penhaligon went up to one of the people wearing the brown ones, instantly deciding that the colored ones were too gay for him. "Hey, those boots you have, want me to enchant them?" He said while the others watched. Derah almost felt like taking notes.
"Scam!" the man yelled. He ran away, trying to find the nearest guard. Penhaligon ran away, the others following him. He stopped at the fountain, where there seemed to be a lot of people wearing those boots. He wanted some, but every time he tried to scam one, he seemed to know what he was doing. So he just asked people where they were getting those boots. From all the information he gathered, the source of these shoes was under the Barbarian Village.
The party made their way to the strange hole that had been unearthed because of the strange town's mining industry.
The entered the weird new cave, and looked around. On one side of the cavern they emerged in, they saw a portal. On the other, they found a weird looking gate, and in the middle, the skeleton of a dead man. Penhaligon pointed at the gate, and made his way toward it.
He just squeezed through the gate, but as he moved through it, he heard a voice in his ear. "Welcome, to the Stronghold of Security. Here, we will teach you how to prevent yourself from getting scammed…"
"FUCK!" Penhaligon yelled as he emerged on the other side.
