I was thinking of changing the names of my characters, but decided against it. Here is the next addition to my little story.
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The Paladin's Girl
By: RedLady
It was dark and it was smelly. That was what the group of four noticed when they reached the underground sewers.
"This better be worth the reward." Briana commented.
"Shut up, Briana." George said without even thinking.
"This is so exciting!" Cassandra said. Everyone looked over at her strangely.
"Wait till you meet your first monster." Briana muttered.
"I can hardly wait." Cassandra said excitably.
George sighed. If only she knew what it was like. Still, he felt the need to protect her. And he took the lead with Briana behind him, her bow ready. Cas looked left and right jumping up and down like a little girl. The mercenary Leharas followed her with a blank expression on his face.
They walked deeper and deeper in the sewers not running into anything. The only thing heard was some dripping and their footsteps. Cassandra's jumping greatly annoyed him, but he said nothing. Everyone else was tense and silent waiting for whoever or whatever they would meet. George concentrated on the path ahead. He saw nor heard anything and they continued on forward.
Suddenly he heard a small squeak emit from his feet. He looked down to see that he had stepped on a rat. It literally fell over and died as they all gathered around it curiously.
"You killed it!" Cassandra said in a high pitched voice.
"Nothing like the quill rats back west . . ." Briana commented.
"Now we got to bury it!" Cassandra said and they all eyed her as if she were mad.
"You're not serious are you?" Briana said in disbelief. But George could see that she was indeed serious.
"We can't bury it . . ." George said.
"But we can't just leave it here! Poor rat . . ." She said bending over it, but making sure not to touch it.
"Listen girl!" Briana said through clenched teeth. "We are gonna kill a lot of things and we aren't gonna bury them either!"
"But George didn't mean to kill it." Cassandra argued. "It didn't deserve to die. It was just at the wrong place at the wrong time . . ." She continued pleadingly.
Then she looked over at George pleadingly. He really wished she didn't look at him like that now. It was the face he could never say no too. 'God was she beautiful.' He sighed.
His thoughts were interrupted when a group of zombies attacked. They seemed to have come from no where. George gasped fearfully as the many moans of the zombies echoed around him. How could he have been so distracted?
"Stay back." He ordered the others and unsheifed his sword slicing two zombies in half. Poisonous gas filled the air and he covered his mouth trying not to breath the deadly substance. Briana was shooting at the zombies behind them and he did not know what his girlfriend Cassandra and the mercenary were doing. He continued to skillfully slice at the zombies as he was taught as a boy. He had learned well from his teachers and his experience near the Rogue encampment had prepared him for later dangers. This wasn't very hard work, yet he now felt as if he were the protector of three others instead of just himself.
Soon all the horrid monsters fell and lay motionless on the ground. He still held his hand over his mouth trying not to breath anything poisonous. He looked behind him to see Briana smiling triumphantly. He looked behind her looking for Cassandra, but did not see her.
"Where's Cassandra?" He said fearfully.
Briana looked around curiously. "And the mercenary?" She added.
They were both missing! What if something had carried them off? What if the mercenary was doing something to her? He had never trusted the mercenaries here. What if she had run away in fright? All these thoughts filled his head and he ran through the passageways yelling for her without caution. He quickly killed a small group of maggots and their mother. He ran back to where they had first been to find Briana still there.
"We've got to find her!" He said his voice horse with worry.
"She probably freaked when she saw some zombie blood and ran back up to the city." Briana said nonchalantly.
"We've got to find her." He repeated and heard a muffled voice in the next room. He fearfully ran into the room and found the mercenary poking at a zombie with his spear, who was hassling somebody in the corner.
Who else should it be than Cassandra trying to fiend off the undead monster by slapping at it in a girl like fashion even forgetting her dagger. He stopped for a minute and watched in shock. Even though Cassandra weakly slapped at the zombie, it was still having a hard time with her as it was getting poked in the back by the mercenary.
Then the zombie turned to the mercenary, but before it had a chance to do anything it fell over dead and a cloud of poison erupted from it's dead body.
Cassandra edged her way out of the corner and to the mercenary looking fearfully at the dead body. Her face was pale as she was led away from the body by Leharas. Then when she saw George she smiled and said, "I told you I could handle myself."
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"What happened?" George yelled almost about to explode.
"I was fighting!" Cassandra said cheerfully. "I killed my first monster." She fell into George's arms happily. "Can you believe it? My first . . ."
"I believe you owe your first kill to your mercenary here." Briana interrupted.
Leharas shrugged and answered, "My orders were to follow and protect the lady and that is what I have done."
Cassandra turned and hugged Leharas. "Wasn't it great?" He looked at her in shock. Then Cassandra turned to Briana with open arms.
Briana backed away. "Don't hug me!" She said icily. "You think it is all fun and games. It may be just fine and dandy for you when you got us watching your back. But what about when we are not there to help you? What then?"
Cassandra stuttered, "I'll be fine."
"Briana's right." George said. Briana looked at him startled and then crossed her arms in front of her chest smugly. Cassandra simply eyed him curiously.
George led Cassandra to the other side of the room. "What's wrong George?" She said and he could have hit his head in frustration. How could she be so clueless?
"Cassandra. . . " He started and she looked up at him curiously. "I was worried sick about you. I thought you were hurt or even dead!"
"I'm OK." She assured and rubbed his arm assuringly.
"I know, but I can't concentrate with you here."
She looked at him with questioning eyes. He felt as if he was melting inside to see her hurt, but she had to know the truth.
"Some people were not meant to be fighters or warriors. If this were any other time, I would let you follow me, but its just too dangerous. I worry too much about you." George continued cupping her face in his hands. She looked at him sadly.
"I want to help." She whispered.
"You can." He assured. "By letting me know you are safe."
She looked down disappointed, but somehow seemed convinced by George.
He opened a portal and led her too it. "Now go back to the town and wait for me there." He ordered almost harshly. She looked through it, deep in thought.
Then she looked at him in the eyes and he turned away uncomfortably. "Perhaps I'll sit out on this quest, but I wish to go with you on the next one. OK?" She asked.
He continued to look away and said nothing. She sighed and walked through the blue portal. Leharas looked at the remaining two and said, "My duty is to the lady."
George shooed him through and the mercenary disappeared after Cassandra.
"Now that we are through with our little romance, can we continue on with our quest, Oh mighty Paladin?" Briana asked mockingly.
"Shut up Briana." George said sighing and continued on with his journey through the sewers.
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Cassandra held back tears as she made her way to her room at the inn. She was unaware of Leharas following behind. She walked into her room closing the door behind her and plopped onto the bed. Leharas waited outside at her door acting like some sort of guard.
How could she have looked so foolish? When the zombie had come after her she had forgotten everything George had taught her and that she even possessed a weapon. She had pretended as if it was a silly school girl fight.
She had acted happy when the zombie finally fell. But she was in truth, scared to death. How could she have forgotten everything she had known about fighting? And how could she have disappointed George? She knew he cared about her, but he didn't deserve a girl like her! She felt so weak and ashamed. George deserved a girl who could fight and take care of herself. 'A girl like that Amazon!' she thought bitterly.
She had been so sheltered in her life and now she felt ashamed of it. How she wished she had learned to fight earlier in her life. But back then it wasn't as important. Everyone was at peace then. Tears flowed down her cheeks. No. George didn't deserve her. He deserved someone much better.
After crying into her pillow Cassandra came up with a plan. She would improve. She would somehow become a warrior with or without George's help. She had to help somehow and staying in the inn all day while George risked his life for others, would not help one bit. She opened the door to find Leharas there waiting for her.
"Oh!" She said in surprise upon seeing him there. She quickly wiped her face not wanting him to see that she had been crying. He said nothing and simply waited there for orders.
"I thought you had gone with the others." She said.
"I fight for you." He said simply.
"Oh that was nice of you." She said not really cheerful at the moment. She walked past him downstairs. He followed her in silence. Cassandra stopped and Leharas almost bumped into her. She turned around quizzically and looked at him in the eye.
"Leharas, right?" She said asking him his name.
"Yes, ma'am." He said politely.
"What do you think about me being a warrior? Do you think it's possible? Don't lie now." She said.
He shifted uncomfortably at the unexpected question. "What ever you want to do, I believe then, that you can do it." Leharas said not sure if it made any sense.
Cassandra pondered his word then looked at him smiling pleasantly. "Thanks!" She said and patted him on the arm. He was scared she would hug him again, but she didn't. Then she turned and walked up to a man named Drognan. Leharas wondered what the girl could be up to now. Yet he followed her asking no questions as he had been taught.
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As George traveled on through the sewers all he thought about was Cassandra. He scrunched up his face in frustration. Even though she wasn't here near him he still was distracted by her. He fought any monsters he met without even thinking about what he was doing. He left Briana to gather any gold or items she wanted.
He still didn't understand why Cas had wanted to fight so much. He had gotten her away easily this time. But what about next time. She had been shook up by her encounter with the zombie. Next time she might not obey him so easily. What then?
"Look out." Briana shouted just as he was hit by a floating orb of light. That brought him back to the present as he flew back into the wall. Briana ran to his side letting her arrows fly at something he could not see.
Before Briana reached him he jumped up his sword and shield ready. He quickly prayed the prayer his teacher's had taught him and an aura appeared around him.
Briana ran up to him panting. "Cast an aura around me!" She ordered breathlessly. He muttered an another ancient pray and an aura of might surrounded Briana's body. She sighed tiredly and notched her bow.
He looked in the direction of her bow and saw the biggest mummy-like creature he had ever encountered. It shuffled toward them shooting strange orbs of light from it's decaying hands. It moaned some incomprehensive words.
"This must be Radamont." He shouted to Briana. She nodded and let loose an arrow of fire followed by an arrow of ice. George ran at it depending on his sword to cut down the creature before him.
He swung his sanctified weapon toward the great beast and it shuddered on impact and let loose a loud screech. He jumped back nearly missing a hit by one of the monster's orbs. Briana continued to shoot the monster with fire and ice arrows as George sliced at it with his holy sword.
After much jumping away from the monster's orbs and much hacking at the monster, Radamont finally lay dead. Briana rummaged through Radamont's lair picking up anything she wanted. George noticed something that Radamont had been holding. It was a scroll of some sort. He picked it up and realized that there was some sort of writing which he could not comprehend. He shrugged and stuffed it in his pocket. He wanted to get back to the city and see how Cassandra was doing.
Perhaps he should apologize. But he really saw no need to do that. Maybe they could spend some time alone together.
"Hello! Oh Paladin? Are you there?" Briana was saying.
"Huh?" He answered.
She sighed and tapped her foot impatiently. "Were you not listening Paladin?" She said annoyed.
"No. What did you say?"
"I said, should we return to the city now?" Briana asked.
He looked at her strangely. "What! Do you need my permission to return to the city?" George said annoyed.
She snorted and turned away from him. "I'll leave you here then, with the rest of the stink." Briana said and opened her own portal and stepped through without looking back.
He sighed and caught sight of a ring laying on the ground. Perhaps Briana had missed it. He picked it up, but did not know if it had any special powers or not. He decided upon returning he would have a little chat with the man called Deckard Cain. He could perhaps help him read the scroll and give him the next quest.
He shrugged and looking back at the sewers once more, he stepped through Briana's portal.
He talked a while with Deckard Cain. The old man whom he had rescued told him of the importance of the scroll. It told of the Horadric cube and staff. It would be his next quest to find these items.
He walked to the inn to find Cassandra. The mercenary was standing guard at her door and he nodded in the mercenaries direction. The mercenary nodded back then stared blankly ahead. George could see that Cassandra would not be bothered. And he went into his own room and plopped down on the bed.
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"Wake up George!" Cassandra said shaking the slumped over figure on the bed.
He instantly came awake and sat up on the bed. He hadn't meant to go to sleep. He could see that a couple hours had past as the sun was now on the other side of the sky.
There Cassandra was standing in the doorway. She smiled at him. "Are you ready to go on the next quest?" She asked him. He looked at her confused and groggily rubbed his eyes.
"What do you mean?" He said.
"A nice man named Deckard Cain told me about the Horadric Staff and Jerhyn told me of the seven tombs of Tal Rasha."
He looked at her in shock and stood up quickly. "You're not going are you?" He asked uncertain.
"Just look at me!" She said and for the first time he realized what she was wearing. She wore a silver piece of armor with black edges. She had on brown hiking boots with matching gloves. In one hand she held some sort of purple staff with an orb at one end, and in the other hand she held a skull cap. He ruby socketed dagger was strung from her belt and he could see many health potions tucked neatly into it.
"I'm ready this time!" She said and pushed the helmet onto her head. She turned and walked out of the room and George ran after her pulling on his boots and his own armor.
Outside the mercenary and Briana were already waiting for them. "Took you long enough." Briana muttered and he ignored her and looked curiously over at Cassandra. She looked different from the awkward girl he had seen this morning. Now she indeed looked like some sort of warrior. He couldn't put his finger on it yet but she resembled some sort of character class.
Then he remembered. She looked just like a sorceress.
She smiled at him as if she could read his thoughts and led the way outside the town.
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**Thank you to DeadGhost. Remember when this person used to review every single Diablo story? I wonder where DeadGhost went? Anyway. Thank you DeadGhost if you are out there. You always give encouraging and nice reviews.
**Of course thanks to DarkShin! You are still inspiring me, Mr. DarkShin. Keep it up whatever you are doing to get all these story ideas popping into my head!
**Thanks to Dan Inverse as well. I never though about her being a saint but that is a good idea for later on in the story. . .
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The Paladin's Girl
By: RedLady
It was dark and it was smelly. That was what the group of four noticed when they reached the underground sewers.
"This better be worth the reward." Briana commented.
"Shut up, Briana." George said without even thinking.
"This is so exciting!" Cassandra said. Everyone looked over at her strangely.
"Wait till you meet your first monster." Briana muttered.
"I can hardly wait." Cassandra said excitably.
George sighed. If only she knew what it was like. Still, he felt the need to protect her. And he took the lead with Briana behind him, her bow ready. Cas looked left and right jumping up and down like a little girl. The mercenary Leharas followed her with a blank expression on his face.
They walked deeper and deeper in the sewers not running into anything. The only thing heard was some dripping and their footsteps. Cassandra's jumping greatly annoyed him, but he said nothing. Everyone else was tense and silent waiting for whoever or whatever they would meet. George concentrated on the path ahead. He saw nor heard anything and they continued on forward.
Suddenly he heard a small squeak emit from his feet. He looked down to see that he had stepped on a rat. It literally fell over and died as they all gathered around it curiously.
"You killed it!" Cassandra said in a high pitched voice.
"Nothing like the quill rats back west . . ." Briana commented.
"Now we got to bury it!" Cassandra said and they all eyed her as if she were mad.
"You're not serious are you?" Briana said in disbelief. But George could see that she was indeed serious.
"We can't bury it . . ." George said.
"But we can't just leave it here! Poor rat . . ." She said bending over it, but making sure not to touch it.
"Listen girl!" Briana said through clenched teeth. "We are gonna kill a lot of things and we aren't gonna bury them either!"
"But George didn't mean to kill it." Cassandra argued. "It didn't deserve to die. It was just at the wrong place at the wrong time . . ." She continued pleadingly.
Then she looked over at George pleadingly. He really wished she didn't look at him like that now. It was the face he could never say no too. 'God was she beautiful.' He sighed.
His thoughts were interrupted when a group of zombies attacked. They seemed to have come from no where. George gasped fearfully as the many moans of the zombies echoed around him. How could he have been so distracted?
"Stay back." He ordered the others and unsheifed his sword slicing two zombies in half. Poisonous gas filled the air and he covered his mouth trying not to breath the deadly substance. Briana was shooting at the zombies behind them and he did not know what his girlfriend Cassandra and the mercenary were doing. He continued to skillfully slice at the zombies as he was taught as a boy. He had learned well from his teachers and his experience near the Rogue encampment had prepared him for later dangers. This wasn't very hard work, yet he now felt as if he were the protector of three others instead of just himself.
Soon all the horrid monsters fell and lay motionless on the ground. He still held his hand over his mouth trying not to breath anything poisonous. He looked behind him to see Briana smiling triumphantly. He looked behind her looking for Cassandra, but did not see her.
"Where's Cassandra?" He said fearfully.
Briana looked around curiously. "And the mercenary?" She added.
They were both missing! What if something had carried them off? What if the mercenary was doing something to her? He had never trusted the mercenaries here. What if she had run away in fright? All these thoughts filled his head and he ran through the passageways yelling for her without caution. He quickly killed a small group of maggots and their mother. He ran back to where they had first been to find Briana still there.
"We've got to find her!" He said his voice horse with worry.
"She probably freaked when she saw some zombie blood and ran back up to the city." Briana said nonchalantly.
"We've got to find her." He repeated and heard a muffled voice in the next room. He fearfully ran into the room and found the mercenary poking at a zombie with his spear, who was hassling somebody in the corner.
Who else should it be than Cassandra trying to fiend off the undead monster by slapping at it in a girl like fashion even forgetting her dagger. He stopped for a minute and watched in shock. Even though Cassandra weakly slapped at the zombie, it was still having a hard time with her as it was getting poked in the back by the mercenary.
Then the zombie turned to the mercenary, but before it had a chance to do anything it fell over dead and a cloud of poison erupted from it's dead body.
Cassandra edged her way out of the corner and to the mercenary looking fearfully at the dead body. Her face was pale as she was led away from the body by Leharas. Then when she saw George she smiled and said, "I told you I could handle myself."
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"What happened?" George yelled almost about to explode.
"I was fighting!" Cassandra said cheerfully. "I killed my first monster." She fell into George's arms happily. "Can you believe it? My first . . ."
"I believe you owe your first kill to your mercenary here." Briana interrupted.
Leharas shrugged and answered, "My orders were to follow and protect the lady and that is what I have done."
Cassandra turned and hugged Leharas. "Wasn't it great?" He looked at her in shock. Then Cassandra turned to Briana with open arms.
Briana backed away. "Don't hug me!" She said icily. "You think it is all fun and games. It may be just fine and dandy for you when you got us watching your back. But what about when we are not there to help you? What then?"
Cassandra stuttered, "I'll be fine."
"Briana's right." George said. Briana looked at him startled and then crossed her arms in front of her chest smugly. Cassandra simply eyed him curiously.
George led Cassandra to the other side of the room. "What's wrong George?" She said and he could have hit his head in frustration. How could she be so clueless?
"Cassandra. . . " He started and she looked up at him curiously. "I was worried sick about you. I thought you were hurt or even dead!"
"I'm OK." She assured and rubbed his arm assuringly.
"I know, but I can't concentrate with you here."
She looked at him with questioning eyes. He felt as if he was melting inside to see her hurt, but she had to know the truth.
"Some people were not meant to be fighters or warriors. If this were any other time, I would let you follow me, but its just too dangerous. I worry too much about you." George continued cupping her face in his hands. She looked at him sadly.
"I want to help." She whispered.
"You can." He assured. "By letting me know you are safe."
She looked down disappointed, but somehow seemed convinced by George.
He opened a portal and led her too it. "Now go back to the town and wait for me there." He ordered almost harshly. She looked through it, deep in thought.
Then she looked at him in the eyes and he turned away uncomfortably. "Perhaps I'll sit out on this quest, but I wish to go with you on the next one. OK?" She asked.
He continued to look away and said nothing. She sighed and walked through the blue portal. Leharas looked at the remaining two and said, "My duty is to the lady."
George shooed him through and the mercenary disappeared after Cassandra.
"Now that we are through with our little romance, can we continue on with our quest, Oh mighty Paladin?" Briana asked mockingly.
"Shut up Briana." George said sighing and continued on with his journey through the sewers.
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Cassandra held back tears as she made her way to her room at the inn. She was unaware of Leharas following behind. She walked into her room closing the door behind her and plopped onto the bed. Leharas waited outside at her door acting like some sort of guard.
How could she have looked so foolish? When the zombie had come after her she had forgotten everything George had taught her and that she even possessed a weapon. She had pretended as if it was a silly school girl fight.
She had acted happy when the zombie finally fell. But she was in truth, scared to death. How could she have forgotten everything she had known about fighting? And how could she have disappointed George? She knew he cared about her, but he didn't deserve a girl like her! She felt so weak and ashamed. George deserved a girl who could fight and take care of herself. 'A girl like that Amazon!' she thought bitterly.
She had been so sheltered in her life and now she felt ashamed of it. How she wished she had learned to fight earlier in her life. But back then it wasn't as important. Everyone was at peace then. Tears flowed down her cheeks. No. George didn't deserve her. He deserved someone much better.
After crying into her pillow Cassandra came up with a plan. She would improve. She would somehow become a warrior with or without George's help. She had to help somehow and staying in the inn all day while George risked his life for others, would not help one bit. She opened the door to find Leharas there waiting for her.
"Oh!" She said in surprise upon seeing him there. She quickly wiped her face not wanting him to see that she had been crying. He said nothing and simply waited there for orders.
"I thought you had gone with the others." She said.
"I fight for you." He said simply.
"Oh that was nice of you." She said not really cheerful at the moment. She walked past him downstairs. He followed her in silence. Cassandra stopped and Leharas almost bumped into her. She turned around quizzically and looked at him in the eye.
"Leharas, right?" She said asking him his name.
"Yes, ma'am." He said politely.
"What do you think about me being a warrior? Do you think it's possible? Don't lie now." She said.
He shifted uncomfortably at the unexpected question. "What ever you want to do, I believe then, that you can do it." Leharas said not sure if it made any sense.
Cassandra pondered his word then looked at him smiling pleasantly. "Thanks!" She said and patted him on the arm. He was scared she would hug him again, but she didn't. Then she turned and walked up to a man named Drognan. Leharas wondered what the girl could be up to now. Yet he followed her asking no questions as he had been taught.
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As George traveled on through the sewers all he thought about was Cassandra. He scrunched up his face in frustration. Even though she wasn't here near him he still was distracted by her. He fought any monsters he met without even thinking about what he was doing. He left Briana to gather any gold or items she wanted.
He still didn't understand why Cas had wanted to fight so much. He had gotten her away easily this time. But what about next time. She had been shook up by her encounter with the zombie. Next time she might not obey him so easily. What then?
"Look out." Briana shouted just as he was hit by a floating orb of light. That brought him back to the present as he flew back into the wall. Briana ran to his side letting her arrows fly at something he could not see.
Before Briana reached him he jumped up his sword and shield ready. He quickly prayed the prayer his teacher's had taught him and an aura appeared around him.
Briana ran up to him panting. "Cast an aura around me!" She ordered breathlessly. He muttered an another ancient pray and an aura of might surrounded Briana's body. She sighed tiredly and notched her bow.
He looked in the direction of her bow and saw the biggest mummy-like creature he had ever encountered. It shuffled toward them shooting strange orbs of light from it's decaying hands. It moaned some incomprehensive words.
"This must be Radamont." He shouted to Briana. She nodded and let loose an arrow of fire followed by an arrow of ice. George ran at it depending on his sword to cut down the creature before him.
He swung his sanctified weapon toward the great beast and it shuddered on impact and let loose a loud screech. He jumped back nearly missing a hit by one of the monster's orbs. Briana continued to shoot the monster with fire and ice arrows as George sliced at it with his holy sword.
After much jumping away from the monster's orbs and much hacking at the monster, Radamont finally lay dead. Briana rummaged through Radamont's lair picking up anything she wanted. George noticed something that Radamont had been holding. It was a scroll of some sort. He picked it up and realized that there was some sort of writing which he could not comprehend. He shrugged and stuffed it in his pocket. He wanted to get back to the city and see how Cassandra was doing.
Perhaps he should apologize. But he really saw no need to do that. Maybe they could spend some time alone together.
"Hello! Oh Paladin? Are you there?" Briana was saying.
"Huh?" He answered.
She sighed and tapped her foot impatiently. "Were you not listening Paladin?" She said annoyed.
"No. What did you say?"
"I said, should we return to the city now?" Briana asked.
He looked at her strangely. "What! Do you need my permission to return to the city?" George said annoyed.
She snorted and turned away from him. "I'll leave you here then, with the rest of the stink." Briana said and opened her own portal and stepped through without looking back.
He sighed and caught sight of a ring laying on the ground. Perhaps Briana had missed it. He picked it up, but did not know if it had any special powers or not. He decided upon returning he would have a little chat with the man called Deckard Cain. He could perhaps help him read the scroll and give him the next quest.
He shrugged and looking back at the sewers once more, he stepped through Briana's portal.
He talked a while with Deckard Cain. The old man whom he had rescued told him of the importance of the scroll. It told of the Horadric cube and staff. It would be his next quest to find these items.
He walked to the inn to find Cassandra. The mercenary was standing guard at her door and he nodded in the mercenaries direction. The mercenary nodded back then stared blankly ahead. George could see that Cassandra would not be bothered. And he went into his own room and plopped down on the bed.
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"Wake up George!" Cassandra said shaking the slumped over figure on the bed.
He instantly came awake and sat up on the bed. He hadn't meant to go to sleep. He could see that a couple hours had past as the sun was now on the other side of the sky.
There Cassandra was standing in the doorway. She smiled at him. "Are you ready to go on the next quest?" She asked him. He looked at her confused and groggily rubbed his eyes.
"What do you mean?" He said.
"A nice man named Deckard Cain told me about the Horadric Staff and Jerhyn told me of the seven tombs of Tal Rasha."
He looked at her in shock and stood up quickly. "You're not going are you?" He asked uncertain.
"Just look at me!" She said and for the first time he realized what she was wearing. She wore a silver piece of armor with black edges. She had on brown hiking boots with matching gloves. In one hand she held some sort of purple staff with an orb at one end, and in the other hand she held a skull cap. He ruby socketed dagger was strung from her belt and he could see many health potions tucked neatly into it.
"I'm ready this time!" She said and pushed the helmet onto her head. She turned and walked out of the room and George ran after her pulling on his boots and his own armor.
Outside the mercenary and Briana were already waiting for them. "Took you long enough." Briana muttered and he ignored her and looked curiously over at Cassandra. She looked different from the awkward girl he had seen this morning. Now she indeed looked like some sort of warrior. He couldn't put his finger on it yet but she resembled some sort of character class.
Then he remembered. She looked just like a sorceress.
She smiled at him as if she could read his thoughts and led the way outside the town.
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There you are my humble reviewers! Please review and you will have the opportunity of getting your name mentioned at the end of my story. How's that for fame? : )
**Thank you to DeadGhost. Remember when this person used to review every single Diablo story? I wonder where DeadGhost went? Anyway. Thank you DeadGhost if you are out there. You always give encouraging and nice reviews.
**Of course thanks to DarkShin! You are still inspiring me, Mr. DarkShin. Keep it up whatever you are doing to get all these story ideas popping into my head!
**Thanks to Dan Inverse as well. I never though about her being a saint but that is a good idea for later on in the story. . .
**Mystic_Moon should get a reward. She got it right when she suggested Cassandra should be a sorceress. Thanks Mystic_Moon if you are seeing this. And who cares if you spelled stuff wrong!
**Kpboy777 is also is a very nice person. Thank you dude for reviewing!
**I'm sorry to Mrow who didn't really enjoy the story. That's OK. We all have different tastes!
And thank you to all those future readers who just happened to be out there. I must be psychic!
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