Voyage to destruction

Chapter 3: That wasn't supposed to happen. . .

Thoraro, Azuron and Gwelin were all sitting around the fire, listening to Deckard Cain's ramblings about what had happened and what was going to happen if Diablo wasn't stopped. When Gwelin looked around, she saw Thoraro staring into the fire, not really listening. Azuron was staring up at the sky, not doing anything in particular. And she was just sitting there, trying to catch whatever the old man was saying.

"And here I am, rescued by the Kashya and her rogues. I just. . . I just couldn't stay in that cage any longer."

". . . You were in a cage?" Thoraro asked, suddenly paying attention.

"Yes."

"Why didn't the monsters kill you then?" Azuron asked bluntly.

Deckard turned to face Azuron. He had no idea what to answer for he didn't know himself.

"I. . . I'm not sure, and when I was in that cage, I wish they did kill me. Watching the town I spent years in crumble to pieces. My friends struck to the ground, and poor Griswold, killed in battle yet revived to fight anyone who would come rescue me."

All fell silent, as Deckard faced the ground. "If . . . that is all, I would like to get some sleep."

Everyone was getting up, until Azuron approached Gwelin.

"Hi Gwen. . . Is your arm feeling any better?"

"It's doing much better. Thank you."

"Uhh, here." He took his hands behind his back and shoved them forward, revealing a few flowers.

Gwelin just stared at flowers. No one had ever given her anything besides at her birthdays.

"If you don't want them. . ."

"Nonono, I'll take them." She said smiling, and before she knew it, Azuron was kissing her. "Bad mistake" she thought.

"JERK!"

Birds that were nested in a tree nearby fly away. (You have got to love those birds.)



She picked up her staff and swung it at Azuron, not expecting to hurt him seriously, but still show that she didn't want to kiss. Yet.

When it hit, a lightning bolt struck down from the heavens and hit both Gwelin and Azuron.



They both fell out cold.



When Gwelin woke up, she found herself in a tent. The tent didn't have much: some medical tools in the corner, an oil lamp in the other and a chair.

She then noticed Thoraro, sitting in the chair, staring at her as if she didn't exist. He didn't say anything, just stood up and turned to the entrance of the tent.

"But I didn't mean to. . ."

"Just. . ." Thoraro was heading out the tent, obviously angry at what Gwelin did. Strike his best friend with magic.

"Wait!"

"NO! I WON'T WAIT FOR SOME. . . SOME. . . WITCH! YOU'RE LUCKY I DON'T. . ." And with that, she stared into his eyes, and he just couldn't go on. He fell into the chair, and lowered his head. ". . . Sorry. When I was young, a group of sorceresses attacked my home town. Many of my friends and family were killed. My dad fought bravely, while I hid in the cellar with my mom. Dad was found in a burning pile of bodies. They had completely destroyed the village, and all of our warriors. The sorceresses somehow put a curse on the survivors who had hid. They would all age rapidly and die within a few days from their old age. I was the only one unaffected. My mother told me that I must have built up immunity to curses and magic. She. . . died a few days after that. Azuron and his tribe passed by the ruins of our village a few days after my mother's death, and that's where I met Azuron."

Gwelin couldn't say anything. She felt guilt hit her like she had just run into a brick wall. Her own kind had killed all in his village, and now she had just attacked his best friend with what caused the most grief in his life. She watched as Thoraro slowly exited the tent. She just sat there, in the bed she woke up in, staring at the door. When she finally got up, she decided to leave her staff in the tent, and not to try anything. As soon as she exited the tent, Deckard Cain approached her.

"Young sorceress, I know what must be going through your mind right now. Azuron is. . . Not awakening. Akara, the priestess of the sightless eye is working on saving your friend. But what he needs now is rest and a friend. After you hit him with that lightning bolt. . . Thoraro went crazy. Took one of his weapons and armour and headed out into the blood moor. He returned just this morning. He had visited the Rogue Monastery and brought back the blacksmith's hammer. But now I must warn you of the greatest test that you can face here. Andariel. She is the princess of anguish, and is found in the catacombs deep within the monastery's jail. I must ask you, vanquish her. For that if you may not be able to. . ."

"Listen, Cain. I'm really sorry. . . but I'm not picking up my staff and killing or hurting anything for a while. . . I. . . don't want this to happen again." Cain nodded, and walked away. Gwelin decided to sit by the fire, and think of her actions until Iludian walked up to her.

"You must be Gwelin. Thoraro told me about you, and we didn't have time to talk once you recovered."

"Hi. And you ar. . . What's up with the skeletons?"

"Iludian, and I'm a necromancer." He said with a small grin. "I saw what happened. And I know it wasn't intentional."

"What are you saying, Il.. Iludvf. . ."

"Iludian" He corrected. "I'm saying that I can help you master and control the elements, with ease."

"But I can already. . ."

"Then you controlled that lightning bolt to strike you and your friend?"

"No. . . It wasn't supposed to happen. . ."

"Then trust me." She nodded, and he walked away. "We'll begin tomorrow, at dawn." He said while walking away. Gwelin went towards Azuron's tent. Thousands of thoughts were racing through her mind. Will he ever recover? What if he never forgives me? What if. . .?

When she entered, Azuron was on the small bed. All she did was sit on a chair near the bed, and pray.

She leant towards him, kissed him gently on the cheek and whispered "I'm sorry" in his ear.



AUTHOR'S NOTES: Wee chapter 3 done. Millions of errors, I'm sure. Even though it may look like they have not advanced in the quests, BEHOLD! "the Rogue Monastery and brought back the blacksmith's hammer" a little line saying, they completed quest 5. Quest 4 is just stupid. Thoraro makes enough money by selling, why would he need stuff in a tower. . . Now: Question - Should I focus more on quests? Or character story lines. This one was mostly Thoraro, and learn that Gwelin is uh, not exactly "at ease" when around guys. Yes yes, fun fun. *rocks back and forth* I'm losing my mind *rocks*