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Chapter 5- Griffin
The room they were in was lined with walls, with slits. Inside each slit was a sheathed sword. There were over a hundred of the, each with a different hilt. They were divided into eight sections. Tortallian, Scanran, Carthaki, Gallan, Tyran, Yamani, Copper Isle and Tusaine.
"Wow. This is amazing. Why are they split into sections," asked Thom.
"Each country has a certain method of smithing swords, each one with good and bad points. You can pick a sword from the Tortallian section. There's a different way to wield foreign swords and I'm not about to teach you how."
Thom nodded and walked over to the Tortallian section. Rows of different coloured jewel covered hilts greeted him. He pulled out a few before settling with a sapphire and amethyst studded sword. The metal was pure silver in colour and the strongest type of metal you could buy.
"This is the one I want."
Liz held out her hand and Thom gave the sword to her. She added a bit of her gift to strengthen the sword physically and magically. Then, giving the sword back to him she walked out of the room with Thom following her. She locked the doors and led him back to her rooms.
Then she turned to Thom. "Remember, not a word to anyone about my rooms. If I hear anything I'll know whom to kill. Thom nodded his understanding just as a loud screaming noise came from the direction of the outside horse fields where the Palace horses grazed.
"What in the world?" muttered Liz before a cloud of silver mist enveloped her and Thom and they disappeared from sight.
They re-appeared in the field where the noise had come from. A circle of archers surrounded an adult griffin, who looked extremely surprised at the welcome he had got and was screeching his opinions.
"STOP!" screamed Liz, adding a twist of her magic into he command. The archers, who had been ready to shoot stared as their bow flew out of they're hands and vanished from sight.
"What is the matter with you bumbling buffoons? You are blessed enough to have two wild mages in residence but you don't consult them before you shoot a creature who might not mean any arm. You are all idiots. This griffin wasn't planning to do any harm; he was just visiting a member of court and you were about to kill him. Get out of my sight, all of you!" roared Liz and all the men ran, instead of suffering more of her wrath.
"Keladry of Mindelan, please stay." The knight in question turned and walked back to the scene just as an eagle came hurtling from the sky.
"I believe you two know each other," she said to Kel and the griffin before turning her back on them to face the eagle. She gestured and a curtain appeared, surrounding the eagle. Liz passed the eagle a plain shirt and some worn down breeches and after a few moments Daine stepped out of the curtain, which immediately vanished.
"Why aren't you here when I need you?" said Liz to Daine who was looking at Kel and the griffin.
"I'm taking it this was Kel's little adopted pet back when she was a first year squire," asked Diane. Liz nodded.
"Well, I must say, he's grown. A lot."
"You've got to remember though, it has been four years since he left. You can't expect him to just sit there and not grow." She smiled. "He's an adult know but the way he act's with her you would think he was a two-year old.
Kel turned toward them as the griffin started squawking.
Once again Liz smiled. "He asked me to tell you that his name is, well the closest translation would be Knight. Isn't that right, Tkaa."
The basilisk behind he nodded. He knew she would sense his approach.
"I would agree. Knight would be the closest translation from his name in griffin terms. I think his parents wanted to remind him who was so kind to him as a child. Not that he seems to have forgotten."
A movement in the corner of her eye caught her attention. She turned to see the King walking, no striding, their way, with a look on his face that promised trouble.
"Oh no. We've got trouble. You and Daine stay here and I'll sort Jon out. I think it's me he's in a mood with." She gulped and inwardly prepared herself for a very big argument.
She began to walk his way and met him by the fence.
"Hi Jon. Lovely day isn't it."
He glared at her. "What in the world did you think you were doing? Yelling at my courtiers. Complaints have been raining on my head as soon as I stepped out of my room to see what the commotion was all about. Have you no sense. Do you think you could just call them buffoons and get away with it. Did you not think that they would not stand for it!"
Liz sighed, trying to keep her anger under control.
"Are you finished yet? You are, good. It is not my fault I yelled at them and I am definitely not taking back what I said because everything I said was true. Come on, Jon. How do you expect me to react when I see people aiming their bows at a victim who hasn't done anything to harm them? I told them. All they needed was one little yell and I would have come immediately. Instead they were going to kill it. For god's sake Jon, open your eyes and see the real world. If any creature came with a mean to hurt anyone don't you think I might sense it and try to do something about it. Wake up!" She took a deep breath, trying not to let her feelings get the better of her.
Jon stared at her, open mouthed. How could she dare speak to him like that? He was the King. He had never demanded to be treated with a lot of respect but yelling at him was something no one had ever done except Alanna and this was past even what Alanna would dare doing.
"How dare you speak to me like that? I am the King and I have every right to feel angry at what you just did."
That made Liz snap. Like the time with her argument with his son, a violet light blazed around her and her eyes looked like fire, a very deep purple fire. Suddenly every word she said seemed to be filled with hate and suppressed anger.
"You think I care that you're the King. I couldn't care less. I would rather pay more respect to a spindren who was about to kill me. Your position means NOTHING to me. Understand, NOTHING. I am a great god, the greatest of them all." Luckily she remembered to keep her voice down when saying the last sentence but every other word was loud enough for Daine, Tkaa and Kel to hear.
The same thought went through all of their minds. Uh oh. There was a very bright flash of purple light and then Liz disappeared leaving behind a very stressed and furious looking Jon.
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Interesting. I think that is the angriest person Jon has ever seen. I don't mean for him to be evil or anything but he and Liz do have quite a few arguments and he normally ends up on the losing side of things when it comes to verbal and physical fights. I'm sorry to all of you big Jon fans out there. I personally am kind of one because I prefer A/J fics rather than A/G though I have nothing against them. Please review.
StarFire
Chapter 5- Griffin
The room they were in was lined with walls, with slits. Inside each slit was a sheathed sword. There were over a hundred of the, each with a different hilt. They were divided into eight sections. Tortallian, Scanran, Carthaki, Gallan, Tyran, Yamani, Copper Isle and Tusaine.
"Wow. This is amazing. Why are they split into sections," asked Thom.
"Each country has a certain method of smithing swords, each one with good and bad points. You can pick a sword from the Tortallian section. There's a different way to wield foreign swords and I'm not about to teach you how."
Thom nodded and walked over to the Tortallian section. Rows of different coloured jewel covered hilts greeted him. He pulled out a few before settling with a sapphire and amethyst studded sword. The metal was pure silver in colour and the strongest type of metal you could buy.
"This is the one I want."
Liz held out her hand and Thom gave the sword to her. She added a bit of her gift to strengthen the sword physically and magically. Then, giving the sword back to him she walked out of the room with Thom following her. She locked the doors and led him back to her rooms.
Then she turned to Thom. "Remember, not a word to anyone about my rooms. If I hear anything I'll know whom to kill. Thom nodded his understanding just as a loud screaming noise came from the direction of the outside horse fields where the Palace horses grazed.
"What in the world?" muttered Liz before a cloud of silver mist enveloped her and Thom and they disappeared from sight.
They re-appeared in the field where the noise had come from. A circle of archers surrounded an adult griffin, who looked extremely surprised at the welcome he had got and was screeching his opinions.
"STOP!" screamed Liz, adding a twist of her magic into he command. The archers, who had been ready to shoot stared as their bow flew out of they're hands and vanished from sight.
"What is the matter with you bumbling buffoons? You are blessed enough to have two wild mages in residence but you don't consult them before you shoot a creature who might not mean any arm. You are all idiots. This griffin wasn't planning to do any harm; he was just visiting a member of court and you were about to kill him. Get out of my sight, all of you!" roared Liz and all the men ran, instead of suffering more of her wrath.
"Keladry of Mindelan, please stay." The knight in question turned and walked back to the scene just as an eagle came hurtling from the sky.
"I believe you two know each other," she said to Kel and the griffin before turning her back on them to face the eagle. She gestured and a curtain appeared, surrounding the eagle. Liz passed the eagle a plain shirt and some worn down breeches and after a few moments Daine stepped out of the curtain, which immediately vanished.
"Why aren't you here when I need you?" said Liz to Daine who was looking at Kel and the griffin.
"I'm taking it this was Kel's little adopted pet back when she was a first year squire," asked Diane. Liz nodded.
"Well, I must say, he's grown. A lot."
"You've got to remember though, it has been four years since he left. You can't expect him to just sit there and not grow." She smiled. "He's an adult know but the way he act's with her you would think he was a two-year old.
Kel turned toward them as the griffin started squawking.
Once again Liz smiled. "He asked me to tell you that his name is, well the closest translation would be Knight. Isn't that right, Tkaa."
The basilisk behind he nodded. He knew she would sense his approach.
"I would agree. Knight would be the closest translation from his name in griffin terms. I think his parents wanted to remind him who was so kind to him as a child. Not that he seems to have forgotten."
A movement in the corner of her eye caught her attention. She turned to see the King walking, no striding, their way, with a look on his face that promised trouble.
"Oh no. We've got trouble. You and Daine stay here and I'll sort Jon out. I think it's me he's in a mood with." She gulped and inwardly prepared herself for a very big argument.
She began to walk his way and met him by the fence.
"Hi Jon. Lovely day isn't it."
He glared at her. "What in the world did you think you were doing? Yelling at my courtiers. Complaints have been raining on my head as soon as I stepped out of my room to see what the commotion was all about. Have you no sense. Do you think you could just call them buffoons and get away with it. Did you not think that they would not stand for it!"
Liz sighed, trying to keep her anger under control.
"Are you finished yet? You are, good. It is not my fault I yelled at them and I am definitely not taking back what I said because everything I said was true. Come on, Jon. How do you expect me to react when I see people aiming their bows at a victim who hasn't done anything to harm them? I told them. All they needed was one little yell and I would have come immediately. Instead they were going to kill it. For god's sake Jon, open your eyes and see the real world. If any creature came with a mean to hurt anyone don't you think I might sense it and try to do something about it. Wake up!" She took a deep breath, trying not to let her feelings get the better of her.
Jon stared at her, open mouthed. How could she dare speak to him like that? He was the King. He had never demanded to be treated with a lot of respect but yelling at him was something no one had ever done except Alanna and this was past even what Alanna would dare doing.
"How dare you speak to me like that? I am the King and I have every right to feel angry at what you just did."
That made Liz snap. Like the time with her argument with his son, a violet light blazed around her and her eyes looked like fire, a very deep purple fire. Suddenly every word she said seemed to be filled with hate and suppressed anger.
"You think I care that you're the King. I couldn't care less. I would rather pay more respect to a spindren who was about to kill me. Your position means NOTHING to me. Understand, NOTHING. I am a great god, the greatest of them all." Luckily she remembered to keep her voice down when saying the last sentence but every other word was loud enough for Daine, Tkaa and Kel to hear.
The same thought went through all of their minds. Uh oh. There was a very bright flash of purple light and then Liz disappeared leaving behind a very stressed and furious looking Jon.
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Interesting. I think that is the angriest person Jon has ever seen. I don't mean for him to be evil or anything but he and Liz do have quite a few arguments and he normally ends up on the losing side of things when it comes to verbal and physical fights. I'm sorry to all of you big Jon fans out there. I personally am kind of one because I prefer A/J fics rather than A/G though I have nothing against them. Please review.
StarFire