Title: a tranquil rebellion [ part 2 ]
Author: Freija
Rating: PG
Notes: I am back with another part to the story that has yet to be reviewed
save my stalker. -_-() *sigh* I don't care... I think it has potential, and
I just felt like writing some more. This part goes into Cyzaine's character a
tad. Its pretty short, because I'm trying to get caught up on the current
happenings. I'm very, very behind.
Disclaimer: If I had created EverQuest (aka EverCrack), I would be a very
rich and evil man. I am not, hence I did not create the game. =P I have
about $10 to my name. Therefore I would really appreciate it if you did not
sue my ass off. Nor do I own Slayers whom Sylphiel's name is from. But I do
own her character, and a lot of this plot, and Cyzaine and company are the
property of their respective creaters... being Darius D, AJay L, Thalia D,
etc etc etc. Thank you for your time.
(Who actually READS disclaimers, anyway?...)
~ Love, Freija
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After I changed into the armor, I looked upon it, examining the new
clothes. It was brown leather, with sewen stripes going vertically over the
entire area. A few small patches were needed for some minimal rips, but it
was still better than my own previous attire.
Walking back from the hut, I bowed down to the dark Paladin before
me.
"Thank you kindly for your gift, Sir Peaceblade."
"Just Cyzaine is fine. Course, I don't really *mind* the Sir title,"
he grinned. "Looks like I made a good choice in armor for you." His eyes were
wandering over the tight outfit.
I felt my face turn a light ruby, and I was blushing again. Oh boy.
"T-thank you," I giggled slightly.
"Mhm," he nodded nonchalantly, as we began into the cavern known
as Blackburrow. "Now, I'll introduce you to..- what the.." he stopped dead
at the empty space before him. "Oh great. They left." Shaking his head,
he rolled his eyes. "Some reliable group members."
"What?"
"Hitomie, Karrl, and Vel. They decided to go off on their own without
me. And most likely get themselves slaughtered by the gnolls. Oh, well. My
apologies to you."
"Its quite alright."
"If you would like, I can help you a bit longer. Shall I show you
around?"
"That would be very kind of you, Sir. I would appreciate it."
"Yeah well, you know, its my job."
*
"Its quite dark in here," I said, squinting my eyes a bit. Humans do
not have naturally good vision, and neither do Erudites like Cyzaine.
He nodded. "Quite. You really should watch yourself." He pointed his
oversized sword directly at a cave in front of us. "That is, unless you
particularly enjoy being killed. That cave is the entrance to Everfrost, which
leads to Halas, the Barbarian city. There is a turn in there that will lead
you to the center of Blackburrow. Go through the door and continue across the
bridge. And for the love of the Gods, don't fall into the water."
Before I could blink twice, an attacking gnoll was slain.
"U-uh..." I stuttered, in a temporary state of shock.
"Heh," was all he responded, chuckling. Sighing, I shook my head. If
I'm not mistaken, I think Sir Cyzaine was mocking me.
Without saying anything beyond that, he started to walk away again. I
was beginning to think someone had forgotten to teach this man any manners.
"Sir... not to intrude, but, how long are you planning on staying in the area?"
"Unfortunately, I have other duties to attend to, and they are not
in this city. Therefore I must be leaving you now. Good luck in your crusades."
What? He was just LEAVING after all that?!
"So... you're not going to help me after all?"
He laughed once again. What was his problem, anyway? "I said I'd show you
around. I did. You know where to go now. Have fun. I have to go gnomesitting. I
figure the idiot has already gotten my party half killed. Oh, and don't get
yourself hurt."
I looked at him, and we made eye contact for a brief second before he
turned away quickly.
"Um... Sir?" I blushed again. Bless Karana, I just can't seem to help
myself in a social situation. "...will I see you again?"
"Perhaps," Cyzaine smiled, and his eyes sparkled. I felt... well,
I don't really know what I felt. But it was something. "And about that
message for you in Qeynos," he said, reminding me of what I had forgotten.
"I think you might want to check that out."
And with that, the mysterious holy man had disappeared, on his own
crusade. Surprising myself, I felt an unusually strong pang seeing him walk
away. It wasn't sadness. I knew we'd meet again, and I knew that it would
be soon.
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Author: Freija
Rating: PG
Notes: I am back with another part to the story that has yet to be reviewed
save my stalker. -_-() *sigh* I don't care... I think it has potential, and
I just felt like writing some more. This part goes into Cyzaine's character a
tad. Its pretty short, because I'm trying to get caught up on the current
happenings. I'm very, very behind.
Disclaimer: If I had created EverQuest (aka EverCrack), I would be a very
rich and evil man. I am not, hence I did not create the game. =P I have
about $10 to my name. Therefore I would really appreciate it if you did not
sue my ass off. Nor do I own Slayers whom Sylphiel's name is from. But I do
own her character, and a lot of this plot, and Cyzaine and company are the
property of their respective creaters... being Darius D, AJay L, Thalia D,
etc etc etc. Thank you for your time.
(Who actually READS disclaimers, anyway?...)
~ Love, Freija
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
After I changed into the armor, I looked upon it, examining the new
clothes. It was brown leather, with sewen stripes going vertically over the
entire area. A few small patches were needed for some minimal rips, but it
was still better than my own previous attire.
Walking back from the hut, I bowed down to the dark Paladin before
me.
"Thank you kindly for your gift, Sir Peaceblade."
"Just Cyzaine is fine. Course, I don't really *mind* the Sir title,"
he grinned. "Looks like I made a good choice in armor for you." His eyes were
wandering over the tight outfit.
I felt my face turn a light ruby, and I was blushing again. Oh boy.
"T-thank you," I giggled slightly.
"Mhm," he nodded nonchalantly, as we began into the cavern known
as Blackburrow. "Now, I'll introduce you to..- what the.." he stopped dead
at the empty space before him. "Oh great. They left." Shaking his head,
he rolled his eyes. "Some reliable group members."
"What?"
"Hitomie, Karrl, and Vel. They decided to go off on their own without
me. And most likely get themselves slaughtered by the gnolls. Oh, well. My
apologies to you."
"Its quite alright."
"If you would like, I can help you a bit longer. Shall I show you
around?"
"That would be very kind of you, Sir. I would appreciate it."
"Yeah well, you know, its my job."
*
"Its quite dark in here," I said, squinting my eyes a bit. Humans do
not have naturally good vision, and neither do Erudites like Cyzaine.
He nodded. "Quite. You really should watch yourself." He pointed his
oversized sword directly at a cave in front of us. "That is, unless you
particularly enjoy being killed. That cave is the entrance to Everfrost, which
leads to Halas, the Barbarian city. There is a turn in there that will lead
you to the center of Blackburrow. Go through the door and continue across the
bridge. And for the love of the Gods, don't fall into the water."
Before I could blink twice, an attacking gnoll was slain.
"U-uh..." I stuttered, in a temporary state of shock.
"Heh," was all he responded, chuckling. Sighing, I shook my head. If
I'm not mistaken, I think Sir Cyzaine was mocking me.
Without saying anything beyond that, he started to walk away again. I
was beginning to think someone had forgotten to teach this man any manners.
"Sir... not to intrude, but, how long are you planning on staying in the area?"
"Unfortunately, I have other duties to attend to, and they are not
in this city. Therefore I must be leaving you now. Good luck in your crusades."
What? He was just LEAVING after all that?!
"So... you're not going to help me after all?"
He laughed once again. What was his problem, anyway? "I said I'd show you
around. I did. You know where to go now. Have fun. I have to go gnomesitting. I
figure the idiot has already gotten my party half killed. Oh, and don't get
yourself hurt."
I looked at him, and we made eye contact for a brief second before he
turned away quickly.
"Um... Sir?" I blushed again. Bless Karana, I just can't seem to help
myself in a social situation. "...will I see you again?"
"Perhaps," Cyzaine smiled, and his eyes sparkled. I felt... well,
I don't really know what I felt. But it was something. "And about that
message for you in Qeynos," he said, reminding me of what I had forgotten.
"I think you might want to check that out."
And with that, the mysterious holy man had disappeared, on his own
crusade. Surprising myself, I felt an unusually strong pang seeing him walk
away. It wasn't sadness. I knew we'd meet again, and I knew that it would
be soon.
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