CHAPTER 4
"Now," Aidafo said, still descending into the mountain core , looking at Dylannesis, "why are you here?"
"We need a map."
"... And?" asked Aidafo.
"Well... that's it." Dylannesis replied nervously.
Aidafo laughed. "Most of the time, young folk seek me out to ask me to impart some of my psychic knowledge and abilities," continued Aidafo, "but you, oh, so insolent brother of mine, travelled long and hard to my lair with your company of bird brains (Phillis growled at this remark, but was too bruised to move) to acquire a simple map? This is an insult to my awesome power! Since you have made this journey, I will not allow you to part without learning some sort of psychic ability."
"This isn't any simple map. It's the map to and of the fortress of Alexander The Not-So-Great (But Good Enough). We don't know the way." explained Dylannesis.
Aidafo then began ranting incredibly sarcastically. "Oh for the fortress! Dear me, I don't know I if I would be able to do such a thing! I mean, it's such a huge task I don't know if- here you go." Aidafo quickly ended the rant and handed him the map that just appeared in his hand. "This should get you there and inside. I just mapped the place out the place in my mind while I was ranting ever so seriously."
Aidafo looked at the company's confusion and sighed, "You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Anyways, on another subject, you seven will need a place to rest for the night I assume?" The party nodded. "Well then I suppose you can stay here for the night."
The ground that was sinking beneath them suddenly stopped at one floor, a door opening to one side leading to a hallway lined with doors. "This floor is for the Gorgonaths..." Aidafo explained as he motioned to the four beautiful Gorgonath women standing in the hallway, looking at the others shyly.
"Holy Horse Feathers!" exclaimed Phillis as he, Mulch, and the other three Gorgonath warriors stared in awe at the beautifully clad women standing before them.
One of the nameless Gorgonaths spoke up. "I didn't even know female Gorgonaths existed!"
"Shut up and appreciate them!" whispered Phillis angrily, "anyways, we had to come from somewhere!"
"No we didn't. Mattiemon conjured us up remember?" responded the Gorgonath defiantly.
Phillis stared at the Gorgonath soldier. "You have made me lose face in front of these ladies. For that ... you must DIE!"
Phillis then pulled out his sword, quickly rushing at the wolf-pigeon. He wasn't quick enough. Aidafo snapped his fingers, causing the two to freeze in mid-air. The tow looked around curiously, wondering why they couldn't move.
"No fighting in my mountain unless it's with me, dammit!" explained Aidafo. The four girls giggled at the two frozen warriors.
Dylannesis, impressed with his brother's commanding talent and psychic abilities, thought that Aidafo would provide invaluable assistance to his cause as one of his generals.
"Aidafo-" began Dylannesis, suddenly being cut off.
"Sure I'll join you, but you'll need to provide my costume," said Aidafo.
"The hell?" asked Dylannesis, thoroughly annoyed by his brother's surprises, "you can mind read too?"
"It compliment with my psychic abilities," explained Aidafo.
"You never cease to amaze, and annoy, the hell out of me," responded Dylannesis with awe.
"Alright then, we'll all rest, and tomorrow ... we begin our journey!" said Aidafo triumphantly. The party cheered as Aidafo teleported to his room with a poof. The Gorgonaths then went into their rooms as well, and since Mattiemon and Dylannesis weren't issued a room, they slept on the floor.
"Now," Aidafo said, still descending into the mountain core , looking at Dylannesis, "why are you here?"
"We need a map."
"... And?" asked Aidafo.
"Well... that's it." Dylannesis replied nervously.
Aidafo laughed. "Most of the time, young folk seek me out to ask me to impart some of my psychic knowledge and abilities," continued Aidafo, "but you, oh, so insolent brother of mine, travelled long and hard to my lair with your company of bird brains (Phillis growled at this remark, but was too bruised to move) to acquire a simple map? This is an insult to my awesome power! Since you have made this journey, I will not allow you to part without learning some sort of psychic ability."
"This isn't any simple map. It's the map to and of the fortress of Alexander The Not-So-Great (But Good Enough). We don't know the way." explained Dylannesis.
Aidafo then began ranting incredibly sarcastically. "Oh for the fortress! Dear me, I don't know I if I would be able to do such a thing! I mean, it's such a huge task I don't know if- here you go." Aidafo quickly ended the rant and handed him the map that just appeared in his hand. "This should get you there and inside. I just mapped the place out the place in my mind while I was ranting ever so seriously."
Aidafo looked at the company's confusion and sighed, "You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Anyways, on another subject, you seven will need a place to rest for the night I assume?" The party nodded. "Well then I suppose you can stay here for the night."
The ground that was sinking beneath them suddenly stopped at one floor, a door opening to one side leading to a hallway lined with doors. "This floor is for the Gorgonaths..." Aidafo explained as he motioned to the four beautiful Gorgonath women standing in the hallway, looking at the others shyly.
"Holy Horse Feathers!" exclaimed Phillis as he, Mulch, and the other three Gorgonath warriors stared in awe at the beautifully clad women standing before them.
One of the nameless Gorgonaths spoke up. "I didn't even know female Gorgonaths existed!"
"Shut up and appreciate them!" whispered Phillis angrily, "anyways, we had to come from somewhere!"
"No we didn't. Mattiemon conjured us up remember?" responded the Gorgonath defiantly.
Phillis stared at the Gorgonath soldier. "You have made me lose face in front of these ladies. For that ... you must DIE!"
Phillis then pulled out his sword, quickly rushing at the wolf-pigeon. He wasn't quick enough. Aidafo snapped his fingers, causing the two to freeze in mid-air. The tow looked around curiously, wondering why they couldn't move.
"No fighting in my mountain unless it's with me, dammit!" explained Aidafo. The four girls giggled at the two frozen warriors.
Dylannesis, impressed with his brother's commanding talent and psychic abilities, thought that Aidafo would provide invaluable assistance to his cause as one of his generals.
"Aidafo-" began Dylannesis, suddenly being cut off.
"Sure I'll join you, but you'll need to provide my costume," said Aidafo.
"The hell?" asked Dylannesis, thoroughly annoyed by his brother's surprises, "you can mind read too?"
"It compliment with my psychic abilities," explained Aidafo.
"You never cease to amaze, and annoy, the hell out of me," responded Dylannesis with awe.
"Alright then, we'll all rest, and tomorrow ... we begin our journey!" said Aidafo triumphantly. The party cheered as Aidafo teleported to his room with a poof. The Gorgonaths then went into their rooms as well, and since Mattiemon and Dylannesis weren't issued a room, they slept on the floor.