Disclaimer: I do not own Neverwinter Nights, Bioware and Atari own it. Leon
Avalon is my character made in the game. If he resembles or has the same
name or any of that stuff it was not intended it's just coincidental.
Authors note: Wheeeeeeee!!! Sugar! Now that I've done the disclaimer I do not need to worry, I hope. 'newayz, This is my Fan Fic of NWN I hope you enjoy it, please review. Oh yeah, I am still early on in the game (Like just came out of the hall of justice and am yet to stop the prisoners kinda early).
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Rain beat down heavily on the water around the small merchant ship. The small crew of the small ship rushed about the ship tying down creates and securing chest. Down below in one of the small cabins sat quietly an elf. A small oil lamp dimly lighted the cabin. This only thing in the room that wasn't sliding about the room as the boat rocked violently back and forth. The door swung open quickly. At the door stood a tall bulky man his light leather clothes soaked from head to toe. He held up a lamp right next to his face revealing his ugly features. His skin was wrinkled and gray. His teeth were different shades of dark yellows and browns. Two of which stuck up from the sides of his bottom lip. The Half-Orc spoke slowly with little intelligence.
"Leon! Captain calls!" With those few words he turned and left.
"Captain calls..." Slowly the young elven fellow arose from his seat on the bed. Sliding his blue and gold robe like shirt over his head slightly messing up his long, pale green hair. Wearily he made his was out the door and up onto the deck. The rain was coming down harder, it had gone from a shower to a storm and now it was hailing, small chucks of Ice smashed against the boat and the crew. Leon looked up at the sky the hail splashing against his soft dark blue skin.
"Leon! Get over here and help me with this!" From the other side the ship a loud booming voice came across. Leon looked over to where it was coming from. "The captain calls indeed." He slowly walked over to the strong, brown hared man who was holding tightly to a rope and trying desperately to tie it to something.
"You said you'd do your share of work if we let you travel with us! Now do something and find somewhere for us to dock" The captain tied the rope onto a steel hook in the ship and then standing straight wiping the water from his face and short beard.
"How do you propose I find anything in this storm?" Leon remained calm as always.
"You're an elf, elves have good eye sight!"
"Tell me, how many dark elves have you met?"
"Well none, but you're an elf none the less"
"Hmmm, I am the first dark elf to cross your path and you seem to know all there is about us."
"I don't have time for this!"
"Hmmm, I'll be the last dark elf you meat if we don't find somewhere to dock. I'd leave you all to die, if I had any other hopes of surviving"
"Good! Now hurry and find as a dock!" The captain ran off to help the other sailors. Leon slowly began chanting something and then held out his arms to the front of the ship. A bright light shone from the ship illuminating the dark around it. In the distance something could be seen. Was it a dock? Was it rocks? Leon could clearly make it out as elves do indeed have better sight than humans do.
"Captain!" Leon called out not moving from his spot
"Did you find something!" The captain demanded as he hastily ran about the boat securing the last of the chest and boxes and carts.
"Go north!" Leon looked across as a wave hit the boat throwing some men off. "You best hurry!"
"Right!" The captain ran to the ship's steering wheel and turned it. The sail slowly moved across picking up the wind and Turing the boat towards the docks.
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The boat creaked as it pulled into the docks. Leon arose from his desk, not long after he had helped find land he had returned to his cabin to study his map. Leon rolled up the map and tied it with thin blue ribbon. And slid it under his belt. He walked over to the door picking up his sword and sheath and strapping it onto his back as he went by.
"What do you mean we can't go in!" The captain demanded of the millitra standing on the docks
"The peninsula has been cut off from everyone except the millitra"
"Look, we've managed to survive a storm and now we seek shelter and you're telling me that we can't get in!"
"That's right, there's been a prison break and it's to dangerous!" The Captain continued to argue he was frustrated and red in the face. The millitra however remained calm as he felt that the captain would not dare resort to violence while he was in armor and carried a sword. Leon didn't waste anytime; he was not prepared to wait around for someone to let them through. Leon walked quietly over to the edge of the boat and looked down at the water. He swallowed hard and stepped back a few steps. He looked across at the dock; it wasn't all that far away, but to far away to simply step across. He took a run and jumped off the boat landing safely on the edge of the dock.
"Note to self, do not jump while carrying heavy sword." He breathed a sigh of relief, glad that the captain was being so loud that no one had heard him land heavily on the stone. He continued towards the city gates from what he could see threw the darkness the peninsula as the Millitra had called it was in ruins fires burning (The rain was slowly dying down) and screams could be heard from many places around this part of the city. "Neverwinter." Leon walked towards the gate, to more millitra were guarding it, making sure no one got in or out.
"Halt! No one may enter the City!" One of them cried. Leon took no notice of them, he just continued to walk towards them. "Stop no one..." Leon muttered something and the two millitra fell to the ground asleep before they could stop him. Taking the key from one of the millitra he opened the gate and slowly pushed them open. The sound of the gates creaking and clanking caught the attention of the other Millitra.
"Stop! You can't go in there! A plague has come to Neverwinter and the prisoners have escaped from the prison!" The Millitra ran as fast as he could towards the gates. Leon again ignored the Millitra and closed the gates successfully and locked them.
"I don't like to be yelled at" Leon raised his arms to chest level putting them not far from his body close together. He began to chant something as a dark purple glowing orb appeared in his hands. The Millitra stopped and watched a look of fear across his face. There was a flash from the orb and a beam short from it at the millitra's head flying straight through it leaving the millitra on the ground in a pool of his own blood.
"You and your ship should leave as soon as you can." He said to the captain who watched shocked. The captain nodded and ran back onto his ship and prepared to leave. Leon wandered into the City wondering what lie within, what adventures await.
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So there is part one of the Avalon Saga, hope you like it. Please review.
Authors note: Wheeeeeeee!!! Sugar! Now that I've done the disclaimer I do not need to worry, I hope. 'newayz, This is my Fan Fic of NWN I hope you enjoy it, please review. Oh yeah, I am still early on in the game (Like just came out of the hall of justice and am yet to stop the prisoners kinda early).
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Rain beat down heavily on the water around the small merchant ship. The small crew of the small ship rushed about the ship tying down creates and securing chest. Down below in one of the small cabins sat quietly an elf. A small oil lamp dimly lighted the cabin. This only thing in the room that wasn't sliding about the room as the boat rocked violently back and forth. The door swung open quickly. At the door stood a tall bulky man his light leather clothes soaked from head to toe. He held up a lamp right next to his face revealing his ugly features. His skin was wrinkled and gray. His teeth were different shades of dark yellows and browns. Two of which stuck up from the sides of his bottom lip. The Half-Orc spoke slowly with little intelligence.
"Leon! Captain calls!" With those few words he turned and left.
"Captain calls..." Slowly the young elven fellow arose from his seat on the bed. Sliding his blue and gold robe like shirt over his head slightly messing up his long, pale green hair. Wearily he made his was out the door and up onto the deck. The rain was coming down harder, it had gone from a shower to a storm and now it was hailing, small chucks of Ice smashed against the boat and the crew. Leon looked up at the sky the hail splashing against his soft dark blue skin.
"Leon! Get over here and help me with this!" From the other side the ship a loud booming voice came across. Leon looked over to where it was coming from. "The captain calls indeed." He slowly walked over to the strong, brown hared man who was holding tightly to a rope and trying desperately to tie it to something.
"You said you'd do your share of work if we let you travel with us! Now do something and find somewhere for us to dock" The captain tied the rope onto a steel hook in the ship and then standing straight wiping the water from his face and short beard.
"How do you propose I find anything in this storm?" Leon remained calm as always.
"You're an elf, elves have good eye sight!"
"Tell me, how many dark elves have you met?"
"Well none, but you're an elf none the less"
"Hmmm, I am the first dark elf to cross your path and you seem to know all there is about us."
"I don't have time for this!"
"Hmmm, I'll be the last dark elf you meat if we don't find somewhere to dock. I'd leave you all to die, if I had any other hopes of surviving"
"Good! Now hurry and find as a dock!" The captain ran off to help the other sailors. Leon slowly began chanting something and then held out his arms to the front of the ship. A bright light shone from the ship illuminating the dark around it. In the distance something could be seen. Was it a dock? Was it rocks? Leon could clearly make it out as elves do indeed have better sight than humans do.
"Captain!" Leon called out not moving from his spot
"Did you find something!" The captain demanded as he hastily ran about the boat securing the last of the chest and boxes and carts.
"Go north!" Leon looked across as a wave hit the boat throwing some men off. "You best hurry!"
"Right!" The captain ran to the ship's steering wheel and turned it. The sail slowly moved across picking up the wind and Turing the boat towards the docks.
* * * * *
The boat creaked as it pulled into the docks. Leon arose from his desk, not long after he had helped find land he had returned to his cabin to study his map. Leon rolled up the map and tied it with thin blue ribbon. And slid it under his belt. He walked over to the door picking up his sword and sheath and strapping it onto his back as he went by.
"What do you mean we can't go in!" The captain demanded of the millitra standing on the docks
"The peninsula has been cut off from everyone except the millitra"
"Look, we've managed to survive a storm and now we seek shelter and you're telling me that we can't get in!"
"That's right, there's been a prison break and it's to dangerous!" The Captain continued to argue he was frustrated and red in the face. The millitra however remained calm as he felt that the captain would not dare resort to violence while he was in armor and carried a sword. Leon didn't waste anytime; he was not prepared to wait around for someone to let them through. Leon walked quietly over to the edge of the boat and looked down at the water. He swallowed hard and stepped back a few steps. He looked across at the dock; it wasn't all that far away, but to far away to simply step across. He took a run and jumped off the boat landing safely on the edge of the dock.
"Note to self, do not jump while carrying heavy sword." He breathed a sigh of relief, glad that the captain was being so loud that no one had heard him land heavily on the stone. He continued towards the city gates from what he could see threw the darkness the peninsula as the Millitra had called it was in ruins fires burning (The rain was slowly dying down) and screams could be heard from many places around this part of the city. "Neverwinter." Leon walked towards the gate, to more millitra were guarding it, making sure no one got in or out.
"Halt! No one may enter the City!" One of them cried. Leon took no notice of them, he just continued to walk towards them. "Stop no one..." Leon muttered something and the two millitra fell to the ground asleep before they could stop him. Taking the key from one of the millitra he opened the gate and slowly pushed them open. The sound of the gates creaking and clanking caught the attention of the other Millitra.
"Stop! You can't go in there! A plague has come to Neverwinter and the prisoners have escaped from the prison!" The Millitra ran as fast as he could towards the gates. Leon again ignored the Millitra and closed the gates successfully and locked them.
"I don't like to be yelled at" Leon raised his arms to chest level putting them not far from his body close together. He began to chant something as a dark purple glowing orb appeared in his hands. The Millitra stopped and watched a look of fear across his face. There was a flash from the orb and a beam short from it at the millitra's head flying straight through it leaving the millitra on the ground in a pool of his own blood.
"You and your ship should leave as soon as you can." He said to the captain who watched shocked. The captain nodded and ran back onto his ship and prepared to leave. Leon wandered into the City wondering what lie within, what adventures await.
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So there is part one of the Avalon Saga, hope you like it. Please review.
