I'm running out of ideas for this first part of the story, so don't blame me if this one is worse than usual.
Chapter 5:Corneria
The heroes entered Corneria tired and bruised, with Emerald at their head. People turned and stared as they saw them go by with the princess they had thought lost forever. Soon, a crowd followed them as they reached the castle doors. The guards took one look at the group and let them in without a word. They went up to the hall before the throne room. They listened as a soldier annouced their arrival to the king.
"M'lord, there are..."
"What do you mean by bursting in here like that?! Don't you know that I am busy?!"
"But m'lord..."
"Why have you interrupted us like this?! Well, speak up!!"
"The group you sent out has arrived. They have Emerald with them!"
"Well why didn't you say so earlier?! Stop sitting there and go let them in!!"
Emerald rolled her eyes and the others tried to keep straight faces as the unhappy soldier led them into the throne room. The king had been talking to one of his captains. The captain looked at Matt and his eyes widened. "YOU!!!" he screamed.
Matt closed his eyes and mumbled, "Oh, man."
"This boy, sah, is a no-good demon! A necromancer! A user of black magic!!"
Matt replied, "I am not a demon, and I've never raised the dead! I only use my magic for fighting when my life depends on it!"
"Lies, sah. Complete balderdash!"
"Balwhatever yourself! If I used it that way, you wouldn't be standing here talking right now."
His eyes widened again in shock. "Did you hear that? He threatened me, sah! He's a demon I tell you!!"
"Captain, leave," Emerald ordered. "Now." His eyes widened even more in indignation. "NOW!!!" He quickly left.
The king narrowed his eyes at the group. "I only remember sending only three. And what about the mage?"
They told him of everything until the point where they reached the temple. He stood fascinated. "Surprising how you six held off so many imps. You must be great warriors. And I suppose Matt should be excused if he truly fought off the great spider lord like that. But is it true?"
Emerald nodded. "It is true. I saw the battleground where they fought the imps, and the body of Arachnid lies in the fields, visible from a long way off."
The king stood and remarked, "There is still one thing that bothers me. Why did Garland do this in the first place?"
Emerald told him of Garland's last words. "You have been too rough on everyone in your service, Father. The soldier that let us in, for example."
The king turned slightly red. He sat down again and sighed. "You are right, my daughter. I should be less forceful to our servants. Maybe I should have been kinder in the first place." He turned to the small band of heroes. "You should have a reward for what you did. Name anything."
Andrew grinned at the thought of what he could buy with the money he'd get. He opened his mouth to speak, but Erin beat him to it. "We need a bridge built to the mainland. We need nothing else except food in our stomaches and rooms to sleep in."
Only the presence of the king kept Andrew from going completely ballistic. A bridge, food, and rooms!? Why not money that can actually accomplish something?
Emerald whispered something in her father's ear. He told the soldiers to take everyone but Andrew to their rooms. Andrew stood in front of his sovereign.
"Andrew Barron. You remind me of your father. I thought you had perished with your family in the blaze."
Andrew shook his head. "The fire didn't kill them. They were murdered from behind that night. The assassin tried to kill me, but I had a dagger in my belt in case something like that happened."
The king bowed his head. "Murdered? Who would do such a thing? My old friend." He raised his head. "There is something that you should have."
He beckoned for Andrew to follow as he moved to the armory. He stopped at a large wooden chest and unlocked it. He took out a shield and a sword. The shield had a red creature like a lizard with wings painted onto its surface. The sword had the same creature engraved along its blade, tail at the hilt and mouth at the point.
He handed the weapons to Andrew. "These were your father's. The Dragon Sword and his buckler. The Red Dragon on a field of white was your family's coat of arms."
Andrew was surprised how light the weapon felt. "Thank you, sir. I don't know how to thank you."
The king smiled. "Just don't ask me for the money you want." He walked off, leaving Andrew with his mouth hanging open.
Some weeks later, someone knocked on the door to Andrew's room. A soldier gave him the message that the bridge was completed and the group was preparing to leave. He quickly got ready, donning his old clothes, putting on his new sword belt, and strapping the buckler to his back. The group left the city.
The next day they went over the bridge. Andrew looked back towards the city that had been his home for years. Slowly he turned and walked over the bridge.
And so the six start their true adventure. The road will be long and hard, but prophecy has decreed that they will succeed. But are the Fiends strong enough to break prophecy?
Yep. That's the end of the first part of the story. If you've read my version of the prophecy, you know who the four Lords of Darkness are. But why is Andrew being called the Kajidoragon? That's supposed to be MY name! Oh, well. Kajidoragon signing off again.
Chapter 5:Corneria
The heroes entered Corneria tired and bruised, with Emerald at their head. People turned and stared as they saw them go by with the princess they had thought lost forever. Soon, a crowd followed them as they reached the castle doors. The guards took one look at the group and let them in without a word. They went up to the hall before the throne room. They listened as a soldier annouced their arrival to the king.
"M'lord, there are..."
"What do you mean by bursting in here like that?! Don't you know that I am busy?!"
"But m'lord..."
"Why have you interrupted us like this?! Well, speak up!!"
"The group you sent out has arrived. They have Emerald with them!"
"Well why didn't you say so earlier?! Stop sitting there and go let them in!!"
Emerald rolled her eyes and the others tried to keep straight faces as the unhappy soldier led them into the throne room. The king had been talking to one of his captains. The captain looked at Matt and his eyes widened. "YOU!!!" he screamed.
Matt closed his eyes and mumbled, "Oh, man."
"This boy, sah, is a no-good demon! A necromancer! A user of black magic!!"
Matt replied, "I am not a demon, and I've never raised the dead! I only use my magic for fighting when my life depends on it!"
"Lies, sah. Complete balderdash!"
"Balwhatever yourself! If I used it that way, you wouldn't be standing here talking right now."
His eyes widened again in shock. "Did you hear that? He threatened me, sah! He's a demon I tell you!!"
"Captain, leave," Emerald ordered. "Now." His eyes widened even more in indignation. "NOW!!!" He quickly left.
The king narrowed his eyes at the group. "I only remember sending only three. And what about the mage?"
They told him of everything until the point where they reached the temple. He stood fascinated. "Surprising how you six held off so many imps. You must be great warriors. And I suppose Matt should be excused if he truly fought off the great spider lord like that. But is it true?"
Emerald nodded. "It is true. I saw the battleground where they fought the imps, and the body of Arachnid lies in the fields, visible from a long way off."
The king stood and remarked, "There is still one thing that bothers me. Why did Garland do this in the first place?"
Emerald told him of Garland's last words. "You have been too rough on everyone in your service, Father. The soldier that let us in, for example."
The king turned slightly red. He sat down again and sighed. "You are right, my daughter. I should be less forceful to our servants. Maybe I should have been kinder in the first place." He turned to the small band of heroes. "You should have a reward for what you did. Name anything."
Andrew grinned at the thought of what he could buy with the money he'd get. He opened his mouth to speak, but Erin beat him to it. "We need a bridge built to the mainland. We need nothing else except food in our stomaches and rooms to sleep in."
Only the presence of the king kept Andrew from going completely ballistic. A bridge, food, and rooms!? Why not money that can actually accomplish something?
Emerald whispered something in her father's ear. He told the soldiers to take everyone but Andrew to their rooms. Andrew stood in front of his sovereign.
"Andrew Barron. You remind me of your father. I thought you had perished with your family in the blaze."
Andrew shook his head. "The fire didn't kill them. They were murdered from behind that night. The assassin tried to kill me, but I had a dagger in my belt in case something like that happened."
The king bowed his head. "Murdered? Who would do such a thing? My old friend." He raised his head. "There is something that you should have."
He beckoned for Andrew to follow as he moved to the armory. He stopped at a large wooden chest and unlocked it. He took out a shield and a sword. The shield had a red creature like a lizard with wings painted onto its surface. The sword had the same creature engraved along its blade, tail at the hilt and mouth at the point.
He handed the weapons to Andrew. "These were your father's. The Dragon Sword and his buckler. The Red Dragon on a field of white was your family's coat of arms."
Andrew was surprised how light the weapon felt. "Thank you, sir. I don't know how to thank you."
The king smiled. "Just don't ask me for the money you want." He walked off, leaving Andrew with his mouth hanging open.
Some weeks later, someone knocked on the door to Andrew's room. A soldier gave him the message that the bridge was completed and the group was preparing to leave. He quickly got ready, donning his old clothes, putting on his new sword belt, and strapping the buckler to his back. The group left the city.
The next day they went over the bridge. Andrew looked back towards the city that had been his home for years. Slowly he turned and walked over the bridge.
And so the six start their true adventure. The road will be long and hard, but prophecy has decreed that they will succeed. But are the Fiends strong enough to break prophecy?
Yep. That's the end of the first part of the story. If you've read my version of the prophecy, you know who the four Lords of Darkness are. But why is Andrew being called the Kajidoragon? That's supposed to be MY name! Oh, well. Kajidoragon signing off again.