Greetings all!! It is I the one and only Razy D!! As you may or may not
have noticed, Fry's wife is absent today. For a variety of reasons, mainly
a recent dispute with certain bardic parties...but any hoo, the main reason
I am writing this chapter is that I have a special interest in it. What it
is, you will just have to wait and see. :) Aren't I evil? Well without
further ado, here it is what you all have been waiting for
----------------- Chapter 9 The Knight that would be a Librarian. -----------------
4 hours after firing, the special carrier shell that held Fry and companions landed with a boom upon the shores of Odus.
------------------- As you no doubt have noticed, while an incredible invention the mail cannon still needed much refinement, more specifically its aiming mechanism. So instead of landing in Faydwer they landed on the distant isle of Odus. ... sigh... gnomes
-------------------
"Meez tink this no look like elfy land..."
"The world is spinning........make it stop..." whimpered a very dizzy Fry
"Joe's right. This is most definitely not Faydwer. It's too dark, dank, smelly and foggy.... It's almost like home" Sevet giggled with delight.
"Where....do you think...we are..." Fry asked while still fighting nausea.
"I would say Odus."
"How did get that?"
"Oh a lot of things. The alignment of the stars, the flora and animal life...plus there is that sign that says "Welcome to Odus!!" over there."
"Huh?" He said his eyes following Sevet's finger to a dilapidated sign hanging off the Ivory Bridge. One of the last remaining Nine wonders of Norrath. "What in the...Why is there is a sign that says "welcome to Odus" here?"
"Because the Erudites wanted to be warm and friendly, why else? Lets try to find our way to Erudin. I'm starved."
Fry's stomach tossed and turned at the thought of food, but he followed Sevet and Joe any way not wanting to be alone in this strange jungle.though still extremely puzzled about the sign.
---------------------------- For those like Fry, that are wondering about the sign, Sevet was right about the warm welcome and all, but there is a bit more back history to it....but that is another story and I don't have enough ink to tell it all. Suffice it to say, the sign was the remnants of one of several miserably failed attempts by the Odusian tourist bureau. -----------------------------
As minutes melted into hours and slowly into a several days. The motley crew wandered the dense jungle of Toxxulia forest, braving past kobold camps, roaming skeletons, and devilish pixies with notorious thievery streaks that rivaled Joe's. "Are we there yet?"
"Almost Fry..."
"Are weeez der yet?"
"Almost joe..."
/Are we there yet?/
"Almost syria..."
A few moments passed.
"Are we there yet..."
"NOO!!! Stop asking me !!! You can see the bloody pillars in front of us!!!!" Sevet roared
With luck upon their shoulders, they had stumbled across an immaculate Ivory structure. Pearly white columns spiraled 20 feet in the air, guarding the mouth of a dark foreboding cave. Howsomeover this meant little to Fry and Joe who huddled together, cowering from the fuming, tyrading Sevet.
---------------------- Not that you can blame Sevet. Can you imagine being nagged, "are we there yet" for days on end by three people, one of which no matter how hard you try, cannot be tuned out. ----------------------
A very agitated Sevet stamped through the pillars and entered the cave, or that was her intent. As soon as her foot past through the mouth, Sevet was whipped backwards through the air colliding with Fry and Joe. What little light that was in the surrounding area, suddenly vanishing. A very sinister laugh echoed hauntingly in the dark.
"Your time upon this plane draws nigh. If you have any faith, I advise you to pray."
In front of them, the edge of a sword appeared hanging in mid air, a few moments later in sliced downward, ripping the very fabric of space. A figure standing nearly six feet tall donned in completely in pitch-black plate armor stepped forward from the cut.
"Feel fortunate, your trespass shall be meet with a swift -AAAHH!" The armored figure cried out as it stumbled on a rock and crashed face first to the ground. The helmet came off revealing a very embarrassed erudian boy.
"ow...stupid rock....' The boy stood up quickly, trying to regain the moment. " Your trespass shall be meet with a swift demise!!! Prepare to die!!!" HE said with the same menacing voice.
The trio tried to be afraid, but smiles crept in, then snickers, then they were rolling with laughter.. The young erudite beet red in the face did his absolute best to look scary.
"Fear me!!!!!"
They laughed even harder.
"PHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAR ME!!!!" He screamed.
Tears began to stream from their cheeks.
The boy scowled evilly at them. "..... YOU GUYS SUCK!!!" He turned away in a huff, the light instantly returned to the forest. As the trio continued to laugh, the boy propped himself against a column and sat down in a fury. Eventually the group calmed down and ventured over to speak to the boy.
By then the boy was no longer angry, now he was immensely sad and on the verge of crying.
"We're sorry, we didn't mean to laugh at you." Soothed Sevet
"No, it's alright. I'm just amazed, I made it that far with out screwing it up.The last time I tried it, I opened that sword portal-ly thing in the middle of a tree and got stuck,and the time before that instead of stripping all the light, I turned the forest into a rainbow...I'll never be a knight now....By the way, I didn't really mean all that death and doom stuff. It is just a show to scare people away from Paineel. " He sighed heavily. "My name is Raziel, who are you three?"
"Well my name is Sevet, this is boyfriend Fry and the big green one is Joe."
"Nice to meet you..Well, since I have failed once again to scare you, might as well show you the city." Raziel made to get up,but sank back down to the floor under the weight of the plate mail.
"Can you lend me a hand ? This stuff is heavy."
Once upright, Raziel led them into the secluded city of knowledge Paineel. It is said to be the greatest harbor of knowledge, tomes and lost arts in all of Norrath, not even the famed libraries of Erudin and Felwithe could raise a candle to Paineel.
---------------------- I guess you are wondering about this change in events aren't you? Well contrary to public knowledge, the people of Paineel are actually a fairly quiet and decent people. They prefer to be alone with their research, much like the citizens of Erudin. they don't even care about the many racial divisions of the world, so a dark elf, a troll and a wood elf while an unusual sight is nothing to get jumpy about.Now don't you feel ashamed that you biased them ? --------------------
Children played running back and forth across the small streets of the city, apprentices of various fields practiced their arts. Raziel led them through the winding city, eventually coming to a building almost entirely of glass and marble.
"Welcome to Calstil de Libre Necrorium or in other words the library. My family as been the keepers of this library ever since the city was founded 500 years ago." The trio was awestruck as they entered, tomes upon tomes as far as the eye could see. Intricate tapestries and descriptive murals highlighted and accented the glorious building.
"Wow" said Fry
"Unbelievable" gasped Sevet
"Geee!" geed Joe
"Yeah it is great isn't it? I'll be back in a few moments I need to get this armor off." Raziel disappeared from sight as went upstairs, but he was not unheard as he clanked clattered, and fussed and cursed furiously trying to get the stubborn plate-mail off. A short while later he reappeared in the simple blue and gold robe of a Paineelian librarian.
"Have read many of them?" Sevet asked as she meandered the library
"Yes, a little over half the books here." Seveet looked at him wide eyed, making Raziel flush "Well, I have a lot of free time...it's not like librarians have a lot to do on friday nights..." he murmured.
"The latest one I was reading is called the Wizardus Arcanum, containing all kinds of wizardry techniques, incantations and such. Ah wizards are soo cool. Here let me show it too you." He grabbed a nearby rolling ladder and quickly scooted over to the W section of tomes, as he fumbled through them, a thought struck Fry.
"If you like wizards so much, why are you trying to be come a Shadow knight?"
"umm ..well...My therapist said it would be a good way to conquer my fears and all. Stand up against what I'm most afraid of, turn the negative into positive and all that."
"and what are you most afraid of?"
"Oh, I'd have to say... dang near everything." As if to prove his statement, a tiny spider that had made it's home with in the books(Trivia fact; Spiders often make there homes near lots of W's,Y's and X's vying for second favorite), crawled out and onto Raziel's hand. Feeling the tingling sensation of the 8 tiny legs of the spider, he gazed down upon it silently for a few tense moments. Whereupon he proceeded to levitate several feet in the air, hollering and screaming and then proceeded to run like a kobold with it's head lopped off.
"GET IT OFF!!!
GET IT OFF!!!
GETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The poor spider was terrified by all this and decided to hop off and skitter away to safety. A few moments later, Raziel calmed down and warily approached the stack of books again. As he climbed back up to stack he was previously searching, he called back down to them
"So. what bring you guys way out here?" ------------------------ Their responses shall be omitted in the effort to save time. You already know how they got to Odus, so why dragged it all out again, and if for some reason you don't know or fail to recall...shame on you! Go read the previous chapters! ------------------------
"Hmm.Kaiyan'wang...That name sounds familiar.. Hold on a sec." Raziel scooted away again, a few moments later returned muttering to himself while flipping through the pages of a very old looking tome.
"I knew I heard that name before. Here HE is myths and legends. Kaiyan'wang. The destroyer of worlds and devour of souls. The creator of destruction and absolute nothingness...hmm I guess nothing you don't already know. Ah-ha! I thought so, this old tome has an excerpt from an actual recount of someone that actually confronted Kaiyan'wang and survived many, many centuries ago."
"What does it say?"
"Kaiyan'wang is very evil" quoted Raziel
"...Well that's enlightening.."
"Yeah no kidding, but more importantly it does also mention where the excerpt was taken. Thank the gods for works cited pages. It came from the Liber Mortis...ah crap..."
"What? It's not here?"
"No don't be silly, we have the Liber Mortis, but it is enchanted. No one has been able to open it for centuries. It would take a powerful sage or wizard to break the seal. I only know of two that could even reasonably even attempt to do it."
"Who?"
"The geomancer Augustas Menlore-"
"Fat chance of that..." scoffed Sevet
"and the great wizard Al'kabor."
"oh...man we are screwed...he's got a worse temper then Sevet and Sy'ria combined" Fry grumbled
"Do you mind explaining yourself boy" spoke Sy'ria her personality temporarily taking hold, long enough to flash an evil look upon Fry
"I was just kidding!!!" Fry pleaded
"Regardless of his temperament the great Al'kabor is our best and only chance of opening the Liber Mortis and finding what information it has about Kaiyan'wang"
"Our?"
"wWell..I meant..if it's okay with you guys...i was wondering if I could come with you....."
"Sure, it would be great to have you along. The more the merrier!" Fry beamed
"Great!"
"Deez es soo happy!! Gwoup hug wit fwiends!!!" cheered Joe
"Wait!! Nooo--aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh---ribs fracturing....." ---------------------------------------------------
And so though totally by accident, the trio has become a foursome. With their newest addition, Raziel a simple Paineelian librarian with great dreams of wizardry, they set off to the Qeynos and then on to frozen tundra of Everfrost to find Al'kabor. Loaded with supplies and its four passengers, the dwarven cargo ship [i] The Bearded Lady[/i] cast loose it's moorings and venturing from the secret port hidden underneath the Stonebrunt mountains. but all was not well, little did they know, there was secret evil keeping a watchful eye upon them, making sure that they never came to close to the dark secrets.
Eight days into the voyage, a powerful storm came suddenly causing the ocean to foam and churn, the massive cargo ship was headed and tossed like it was a small toy. The seasoned crew swung into action, bailing out water and keeping the mighty craft afloat and soon it seemed like the end of the storm was nigh when a horrendous roaring wall rolled across the crashing waves.
A huge orange tentacles shot from below the waves high into the sky. It stood there for a few moments and then it seemed to get even taller and taller as a beast of unfathomable proportions arose.
"KRAKEN!!!!" cried several of the dwarven crew. At the sound of it's name it roared once again and brought it's tentacle down upon the vessel, snapping the mast in twain.
"FIRE ONE!!!" The ships multitude of cannons spoke with sounding resolve, shells exploded upon the Kraken's hide, but alas with no effect other then to tick the creature off even more. Several more tentacles arose from the see and grasped the craft in a death grip.
"Help!!! HEELP!!!" screamed a deckhand as a tentacles encircled him and began to crush the poor dwarf
Raziel being the nearest, summoning all of his courage chanted the incantation for the first psell that popped into his mind.
"MAnus ectus Flora Acarum!!!!" Instantly the crewmate and part of the krakens tenctacle sprouted dozens of flowers, very pretty ones too.
"whoops....Um lets try that one again... Manus ectus Fira Acarum!!!" . This time the poor dwarf's hair erupted into flames.
"STOP HELPING ME!!!" cried the crew mate.
"Sorry!!"
" I got him!!" called Fry as he deftly leapt upon the tentacle to the crew mate and with a few deft slashes to the Kraken released the flowery dwarf. Unfortunately, the slashes angered the beast even more, it writhed violently. Fry lost his footing and in a heartbeat was now captured by the monster. He cried out as the beast began to camp down upon him.
"FRY!!!" Sevet called out as she hurled several shurikens at the capturing tentacle to little effect" Let him go you brute!!"
"I think, I got it right this time.." Raziel muttered to himself
"Manus ectus Firana Acarum!" Several immense bolts of flame sailed out and struck the Kraken dead in its ooogly beaked face, its skin sizzled and smoked as the beast howled in pain. Seizing on the moment of distraction, ever battle ready Joe separated half the tentacle that held Fry away from it's native home with his scimitar.
The half holding Fry crashed to the deck. The Kraken roared once again and then just as suddenly as it appeared vanished beneath the ocean. As the beast disappeared, so did the raging storm. The ship's crew, Joe and Raziel cheered at their amazing victory over the mighty Kraken only to be interrupted by Sevet...or rather her cries of anguish... In her lap Fry lay unmoving, it took a few moments for it to sink in....Fry, their friend was dead.
------------------ End of Chapter Nine --------------------
----------------- Chapter 9 The Knight that would be a Librarian. -----------------
4 hours after firing, the special carrier shell that held Fry and companions landed with a boom upon the shores of Odus.
------------------- As you no doubt have noticed, while an incredible invention the mail cannon still needed much refinement, more specifically its aiming mechanism. So instead of landing in Faydwer they landed on the distant isle of Odus. ... sigh... gnomes
-------------------
"Meez tink this no look like elfy land..."
"The world is spinning........make it stop..." whimpered a very dizzy Fry
"Joe's right. This is most definitely not Faydwer. It's too dark, dank, smelly and foggy.... It's almost like home" Sevet giggled with delight.
"Where....do you think...we are..." Fry asked while still fighting nausea.
"I would say Odus."
"How did get that?"
"Oh a lot of things. The alignment of the stars, the flora and animal life...plus there is that sign that says "Welcome to Odus!!" over there."
"Huh?" He said his eyes following Sevet's finger to a dilapidated sign hanging off the Ivory Bridge. One of the last remaining Nine wonders of Norrath. "What in the...Why is there is a sign that says "welcome to Odus" here?"
"Because the Erudites wanted to be warm and friendly, why else? Lets try to find our way to Erudin. I'm starved."
Fry's stomach tossed and turned at the thought of food, but he followed Sevet and Joe any way not wanting to be alone in this strange jungle.though still extremely puzzled about the sign.
---------------------------- For those like Fry, that are wondering about the sign, Sevet was right about the warm welcome and all, but there is a bit more back history to it....but that is another story and I don't have enough ink to tell it all. Suffice it to say, the sign was the remnants of one of several miserably failed attempts by the Odusian tourist bureau. -----------------------------
As minutes melted into hours and slowly into a several days. The motley crew wandered the dense jungle of Toxxulia forest, braving past kobold camps, roaming skeletons, and devilish pixies with notorious thievery streaks that rivaled Joe's. "Are we there yet?"
"Almost Fry..."
"Are weeez der yet?"
"Almost joe..."
/Are we there yet?/
"Almost syria..."
A few moments passed.
"Are we there yet..."
"NOO!!! Stop asking me !!! You can see the bloody pillars in front of us!!!!" Sevet roared
With luck upon their shoulders, they had stumbled across an immaculate Ivory structure. Pearly white columns spiraled 20 feet in the air, guarding the mouth of a dark foreboding cave. Howsomeover this meant little to Fry and Joe who huddled together, cowering from the fuming, tyrading Sevet.
---------------------- Not that you can blame Sevet. Can you imagine being nagged, "are we there yet" for days on end by three people, one of which no matter how hard you try, cannot be tuned out. ----------------------
A very agitated Sevet stamped through the pillars and entered the cave, or that was her intent. As soon as her foot past through the mouth, Sevet was whipped backwards through the air colliding with Fry and Joe. What little light that was in the surrounding area, suddenly vanishing. A very sinister laugh echoed hauntingly in the dark.
"Your time upon this plane draws nigh. If you have any faith, I advise you to pray."
In front of them, the edge of a sword appeared hanging in mid air, a few moments later in sliced downward, ripping the very fabric of space. A figure standing nearly six feet tall donned in completely in pitch-black plate armor stepped forward from the cut.
"Feel fortunate, your trespass shall be meet with a swift -AAAHH!" The armored figure cried out as it stumbled on a rock and crashed face first to the ground. The helmet came off revealing a very embarrassed erudian boy.
"ow...stupid rock....' The boy stood up quickly, trying to regain the moment. " Your trespass shall be meet with a swift demise!!! Prepare to die!!!" HE said with the same menacing voice.
The trio tried to be afraid, but smiles crept in, then snickers, then they were rolling with laughter.. The young erudite beet red in the face did his absolute best to look scary.
"Fear me!!!!!"
They laughed even harder.
"PHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAR ME!!!!" He screamed.
Tears began to stream from their cheeks.
The boy scowled evilly at them. "..... YOU GUYS SUCK!!!" He turned away in a huff, the light instantly returned to the forest. As the trio continued to laugh, the boy propped himself against a column and sat down in a fury. Eventually the group calmed down and ventured over to speak to the boy.
By then the boy was no longer angry, now he was immensely sad and on the verge of crying.
"We're sorry, we didn't mean to laugh at you." Soothed Sevet
"No, it's alright. I'm just amazed, I made it that far with out screwing it up.The last time I tried it, I opened that sword portal-ly thing in the middle of a tree and got stuck,and the time before that instead of stripping all the light, I turned the forest into a rainbow...I'll never be a knight now....By the way, I didn't really mean all that death and doom stuff. It is just a show to scare people away from Paineel. " He sighed heavily. "My name is Raziel, who are you three?"
"Well my name is Sevet, this is boyfriend Fry and the big green one is Joe."
"Nice to meet you..Well, since I have failed once again to scare you, might as well show you the city." Raziel made to get up,but sank back down to the floor under the weight of the plate mail.
"Can you lend me a hand ? This stuff is heavy."
Once upright, Raziel led them into the secluded city of knowledge Paineel. It is said to be the greatest harbor of knowledge, tomes and lost arts in all of Norrath, not even the famed libraries of Erudin and Felwithe could raise a candle to Paineel.
---------------------- I guess you are wondering about this change in events aren't you? Well contrary to public knowledge, the people of Paineel are actually a fairly quiet and decent people. They prefer to be alone with their research, much like the citizens of Erudin. they don't even care about the many racial divisions of the world, so a dark elf, a troll and a wood elf while an unusual sight is nothing to get jumpy about.Now don't you feel ashamed that you biased them ? --------------------
Children played running back and forth across the small streets of the city, apprentices of various fields practiced their arts. Raziel led them through the winding city, eventually coming to a building almost entirely of glass and marble.
"Welcome to Calstil de Libre Necrorium or in other words the library. My family as been the keepers of this library ever since the city was founded 500 years ago." The trio was awestruck as they entered, tomes upon tomes as far as the eye could see. Intricate tapestries and descriptive murals highlighted and accented the glorious building.
"Wow" said Fry
"Unbelievable" gasped Sevet
"Geee!" geed Joe
"Yeah it is great isn't it? I'll be back in a few moments I need to get this armor off." Raziel disappeared from sight as went upstairs, but he was not unheard as he clanked clattered, and fussed and cursed furiously trying to get the stubborn plate-mail off. A short while later he reappeared in the simple blue and gold robe of a Paineelian librarian.
"Have read many of them?" Sevet asked as she meandered the library
"Yes, a little over half the books here." Seveet looked at him wide eyed, making Raziel flush "Well, I have a lot of free time...it's not like librarians have a lot to do on friday nights..." he murmured.
"The latest one I was reading is called the Wizardus Arcanum, containing all kinds of wizardry techniques, incantations and such. Ah wizards are soo cool. Here let me show it too you." He grabbed a nearby rolling ladder and quickly scooted over to the W section of tomes, as he fumbled through them, a thought struck Fry.
"If you like wizards so much, why are you trying to be come a Shadow knight?"
"umm ..well...My therapist said it would be a good way to conquer my fears and all. Stand up against what I'm most afraid of, turn the negative into positive and all that."
"and what are you most afraid of?"
"Oh, I'd have to say... dang near everything." As if to prove his statement, a tiny spider that had made it's home with in the books(Trivia fact; Spiders often make there homes near lots of W's,Y's and X's vying for second favorite), crawled out and onto Raziel's hand. Feeling the tingling sensation of the 8 tiny legs of the spider, he gazed down upon it silently for a few tense moments. Whereupon he proceeded to levitate several feet in the air, hollering and screaming and then proceeded to run like a kobold with it's head lopped off.
"GET IT OFF!!!
GET IT OFF!!!
GETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The poor spider was terrified by all this and decided to hop off and skitter away to safety. A few moments later, Raziel calmed down and warily approached the stack of books again. As he climbed back up to stack he was previously searching, he called back down to them
"So. what bring you guys way out here?" ------------------------ Their responses shall be omitted in the effort to save time. You already know how they got to Odus, so why dragged it all out again, and if for some reason you don't know or fail to recall...shame on you! Go read the previous chapters! ------------------------
"Hmm.Kaiyan'wang...That name sounds familiar.. Hold on a sec." Raziel scooted away again, a few moments later returned muttering to himself while flipping through the pages of a very old looking tome.
"I knew I heard that name before. Here HE is myths and legends. Kaiyan'wang. The destroyer of worlds and devour of souls. The creator of destruction and absolute nothingness...hmm I guess nothing you don't already know. Ah-ha! I thought so, this old tome has an excerpt from an actual recount of someone that actually confronted Kaiyan'wang and survived many, many centuries ago."
"What does it say?"
"Kaiyan'wang is very evil" quoted Raziel
"...Well that's enlightening.."
"Yeah no kidding, but more importantly it does also mention where the excerpt was taken. Thank the gods for works cited pages. It came from the Liber Mortis...ah crap..."
"What? It's not here?"
"No don't be silly, we have the Liber Mortis, but it is enchanted. No one has been able to open it for centuries. It would take a powerful sage or wizard to break the seal. I only know of two that could even reasonably even attempt to do it."
"Who?"
"The geomancer Augustas Menlore-"
"Fat chance of that..." scoffed Sevet
"and the great wizard Al'kabor."
"oh...man we are screwed...he's got a worse temper then Sevet and Sy'ria combined" Fry grumbled
"Do you mind explaining yourself boy" spoke Sy'ria her personality temporarily taking hold, long enough to flash an evil look upon Fry
"I was just kidding!!!" Fry pleaded
"Regardless of his temperament the great Al'kabor is our best and only chance of opening the Liber Mortis and finding what information it has about Kaiyan'wang"
"Our?"
"wWell..I meant..if it's okay with you guys...i was wondering if I could come with you....."
"Sure, it would be great to have you along. The more the merrier!" Fry beamed
"Great!"
"Deez es soo happy!! Gwoup hug wit fwiends!!!" cheered Joe
"Wait!! Nooo--aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh---ribs fracturing....." ---------------------------------------------------
And so though totally by accident, the trio has become a foursome. With their newest addition, Raziel a simple Paineelian librarian with great dreams of wizardry, they set off to the Qeynos and then on to frozen tundra of Everfrost to find Al'kabor. Loaded with supplies and its four passengers, the dwarven cargo ship [i] The Bearded Lady[/i] cast loose it's moorings and venturing from the secret port hidden underneath the Stonebrunt mountains. but all was not well, little did they know, there was secret evil keeping a watchful eye upon them, making sure that they never came to close to the dark secrets.
Eight days into the voyage, a powerful storm came suddenly causing the ocean to foam and churn, the massive cargo ship was headed and tossed like it was a small toy. The seasoned crew swung into action, bailing out water and keeping the mighty craft afloat and soon it seemed like the end of the storm was nigh when a horrendous roaring wall rolled across the crashing waves.
A huge orange tentacles shot from below the waves high into the sky. It stood there for a few moments and then it seemed to get even taller and taller as a beast of unfathomable proportions arose.
"KRAKEN!!!!" cried several of the dwarven crew. At the sound of it's name it roared once again and brought it's tentacle down upon the vessel, snapping the mast in twain.
"FIRE ONE!!!" The ships multitude of cannons spoke with sounding resolve, shells exploded upon the Kraken's hide, but alas with no effect other then to tick the creature off even more. Several more tentacles arose from the see and grasped the craft in a death grip.
"Help!!! HEELP!!!" screamed a deckhand as a tentacles encircled him and began to crush the poor dwarf
Raziel being the nearest, summoning all of his courage chanted the incantation for the first psell that popped into his mind.
"MAnus ectus Flora Acarum!!!!" Instantly the crewmate and part of the krakens tenctacle sprouted dozens of flowers, very pretty ones too.
"whoops....Um lets try that one again... Manus ectus Fira Acarum!!!" . This time the poor dwarf's hair erupted into flames.
"STOP HELPING ME!!!" cried the crew mate.
"Sorry!!"
" I got him!!" called Fry as he deftly leapt upon the tentacle to the crew mate and with a few deft slashes to the Kraken released the flowery dwarf. Unfortunately, the slashes angered the beast even more, it writhed violently. Fry lost his footing and in a heartbeat was now captured by the monster. He cried out as the beast began to camp down upon him.
"FRY!!!" Sevet called out as she hurled several shurikens at the capturing tentacle to little effect" Let him go you brute!!"
"I think, I got it right this time.." Raziel muttered to himself
"Manus ectus Firana Acarum!" Several immense bolts of flame sailed out and struck the Kraken dead in its ooogly beaked face, its skin sizzled and smoked as the beast howled in pain. Seizing on the moment of distraction, ever battle ready Joe separated half the tentacle that held Fry away from it's native home with his scimitar.
The half holding Fry crashed to the deck. The Kraken roared once again and then just as suddenly as it appeared vanished beneath the ocean. As the beast disappeared, so did the raging storm. The ship's crew, Joe and Raziel cheered at their amazing victory over the mighty Kraken only to be interrupted by Sevet...or rather her cries of anguish... In her lap Fry lay unmoving, it took a few moments for it to sink in....Fry, their friend was dead.
------------------ End of Chapter Nine --------------------