Haunted Voice
Solonund was surprised at the number of clerics, sorcerers and wizards who gathered near Waterdeep's graveyard. Undead crawled up to be hastily dispatched by the plethora of magic users. After an hour of slashing through undead creatures, Solonund became discouraged. Not one among them was a litch.
"I smell a trap." Drizzt said to Solonund.
"So do I. Master Khelben! We should split up our magic forces around the city. This is a ruse."
"My sources and calculations think otherwise." The arch-wizard replied calmly.
"Do what you will then. I am going with my hunch. Any who wish to come with me can."
A piercing yell came from the area near the docks. It had to be magic for one voice could not carry that far over the din to be so clearly heard.
"Natcooshie'pira! I can smell you ! Come here you piece of offal. Natcooshie'pira! You belong to me!"
"My hunch was correct." Solonund said.
"What are you talking about?" Drizzt asked.
"I can hear him calling from the docks."
"I don't hear anything."
"Solonund!" Khelben called out, "fight your instincts to follow that voice. That is the trap you suspect. Kordon is near the graveyard."
"Natcooshie'pira! I will kill him if you do not come."
Solonund started to run for the docks.
"Drizzt! Catch him do not let him go another step that direction!" Khelben shouted.
"Come here Natcooshie'pira!" sounded again into Solonund's ears followed by a whistle used by masters to call their dogs.
Drizzt moved to catch Solonund, but was caught off guard by a ghoul that had gotten past the clerics. By the time the undead thing was sundered, Solonund was gone.
Solonund started towards the winding streets that led to the docks. Catti-Brie was right behind him. She fired off two arrows, which hit Solonund squarely in the right shoulder. Solonund was not responding to the pain at all. She knew she would have to keep up with him. Solonund was a slave to the magic voice.
"Over here Natcooshie'pira, that's a boy, good boy. Good Natcooshie'pira." Kordon's voice rang into Solonund's ears.
Solonund was positive that Kordon was attacking the Sea Sprite, and the incident at the graveyard was the ruse. Before he knew where he was, Solonund found himself underground, following after the voice. Catti-Brie had put a couple of arrows into his leg to slow him down, but they had no effect.
"Solonund! Git yer arse back here!" Catti screamed repeatedly , hoping the pin from the arrows and the sound of her voice would break the powerful spell. "Yer headdin into Skullport!"
"Natcooshie'pira, you are almost here. Come closer, you want to save Mallen Quanta don't you?" The voice said soothingly and seductively, "He is here Natcooshie'pira, come and get him."
Catti-Brie began to hear the voice as well. Yet it was no magic, but her keen hearing that allowed her to hear it. The voice stopped as the sound of metal clashing with metal rang in her ears.
"Solonund! I'm right behind ye. Wait up will ye?" Catti screamed.
The metal ringing stopped, followed by some sort of chanting.
"Oh no!" Catti screamed out.
As she rounded the corner she nearly fell over a naked Drow woman. She started to draw her sword when a pair of hands grabbed her. The Drow woman chanted some more then pulled the arrows from Solonund's leg and shoulder. More hands reached out and held Solonund to the ground as the woman kept chanting. The sound of battle started ringing from the tunnels ahead of them.
"Quit struggling girl," the Drow man who was holding Catti said," We are not trying to hurt him, we are trying to stop him. This tunnel leads to below the graveyard. The shape changer litch is ther waiting for him. If he falls into the clutches of that thing and his two cronies, Waterdeep will become a city of ghosts."
Catti halted her struggling, "Let me go to him." She said.
"Alright," the Drow man said to her as he released her. She went and knelt by Solonund.
"Solonund, come to yer senses!"
"He is calling, Kordon, is calling. He will kill him if I do not go."
"Solonund that be nonsense. This be a trap! Can ye hear me Solonund, a trap!"
"We who worship Eilliastrae suspected something like this might happen, so we have the tunnels leading to the graveyard heavily guarded." the Drow woman said.
"The undead abomination is still in the graveyard, but there are tunnels that stretch into Skullport. Quile waned us that the abomination might try this." The Drow man who was holding Solonund still said.
"This is a very strong spell," another Drow man, obviously a wizard said.
"Humph, ye got that right." Catti commented," If the sight of a naked woman don't break it, he be under a powerful spell."
The priestess let out a slight giggle, " Do you have any suggestions?"
"Well…" Catti said as a smile wiped across her face, "Pin him down good and turn him face up, even if ye have to tie him."
The three Drow men gave Catti a quizzical look, but they were willing to try anything at his point. Once Solonund was tied down, Catti straddled his waist. Solonund continued to babble on about needing to get to Kordon. She bent down and gave him a small kiss. When he continued to babble, she deepened the kiss. The more he babbled about Kordon, the more she kissed him. His breath became ragged and beads of sweat started to pour down his brow. He started adding the word, 'no' in between all of his ramblings. The kissing proceeded to some fondling through his breeches.
The Drow wizard realized what Catti-Brie was doing. He stood and started casting his spells. In order for Solonund to become free from the summoning spell, Solonund's concentration must be disrupted at the same time the spell to free him is cast.
"Damn it! Get off of me woman before Drizzt finds you. He will skin me alive and have my liver for lunch!"
"I see ye are free from that spell Kordon cast on ye. Too bad, I was beginin to have a bit o' fun. Ye are not a bad kisser."
Solonund was shaking and trying to move his arms to push Catti off. He looked and saw they were tied down to posts in the ground. He arched his eyebrow and looked back up at Catti.
"You know, I have never tried this position or circumstance before. If you wish to continue, your grace, I am at your mercy." Solonund said as he closed his eyes and puckered his lips.
Catti pouted her lip and gave Solonund a kiss on the forehead. Then she stood up and left him lying there.
Solonund opened one eye," Why not? Drizzt can't blame me this time."
"Drizzt is right, ye are a rake."
"But a nice, charming, good natured, rake."
"Cool yer self off. We got a litch to catch. Or maybe I should have these nice Drow keep ye tied up so the priestess of Eilliastrae kin have her way with ye."
"No," the priestess said," I think we will be busy with the litch abomination and the two other litches as well." as she and the three Drow men ran down the dimly lit tunnel.
"Oh, nine hells. Hot and bothered and nothing to get rid of it. You are terrible Catti-Brie."
"I saved yer life. Ye would be in Kordon's hands by now if ye didn't stop."
"And you had to stop me. Then you had to stop teasing me. Tell me, so, do I kiss better than Drizzt?"
"I would na be the one to know that. I ain't kissed him."
"Damn shame. If you kiss him like you just kissed me, he would be much more cheerful."
"I doubt it, now quit fiddling around, get up and lets get Kordon!"
"Uh, Catti, you will need to untie me first."
"Right, but ye keep yer hands to yerself unless I tell ye ye can touch. Deal?"
Solonund sighed, "deal."
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Notes:
Mallen Quanta- A title, meaning full circle.
litch- an undead wizard who can still cast magic.
Natcooshie'pira- "Little dog thing" the name Kordon gave Solonund after he was born.
Skullport- The city that lies just underneath Waterdeep
rake- a womanizer
Please review
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Dedicated to Danny, Mamma misses you little one!
Solonund was surprised at the number of clerics, sorcerers and wizards who gathered near Waterdeep's graveyard. Undead crawled up to be hastily dispatched by the plethora of magic users. After an hour of slashing through undead creatures, Solonund became discouraged. Not one among them was a litch.
"I smell a trap." Drizzt said to Solonund.
"So do I. Master Khelben! We should split up our magic forces around the city. This is a ruse."
"My sources and calculations think otherwise." The arch-wizard replied calmly.
"Do what you will then. I am going with my hunch. Any who wish to come with me can."
A piercing yell came from the area near the docks. It had to be magic for one voice could not carry that far over the din to be so clearly heard.
"Natcooshie'pira! I can smell you ! Come here you piece of offal. Natcooshie'pira! You belong to me!"
"My hunch was correct." Solonund said.
"What are you talking about?" Drizzt asked.
"I can hear him calling from the docks."
"I don't hear anything."
"Solonund!" Khelben called out, "fight your instincts to follow that voice. That is the trap you suspect. Kordon is near the graveyard."
"Natcooshie'pira! I will kill him if you do not come."
Solonund started to run for the docks.
"Drizzt! Catch him do not let him go another step that direction!" Khelben shouted.
"Come here Natcooshie'pira!" sounded again into Solonund's ears followed by a whistle used by masters to call their dogs.
Drizzt moved to catch Solonund, but was caught off guard by a ghoul that had gotten past the clerics. By the time the undead thing was sundered, Solonund was gone.
Solonund started towards the winding streets that led to the docks. Catti-Brie was right behind him. She fired off two arrows, which hit Solonund squarely in the right shoulder. Solonund was not responding to the pain at all. She knew she would have to keep up with him. Solonund was a slave to the magic voice.
"Over here Natcooshie'pira, that's a boy, good boy. Good Natcooshie'pira." Kordon's voice rang into Solonund's ears.
Solonund was positive that Kordon was attacking the Sea Sprite, and the incident at the graveyard was the ruse. Before he knew where he was, Solonund found himself underground, following after the voice. Catti-Brie had put a couple of arrows into his leg to slow him down, but they had no effect.
"Solonund! Git yer arse back here!" Catti screamed repeatedly , hoping the pin from the arrows and the sound of her voice would break the powerful spell. "Yer headdin into Skullport!"
"Natcooshie'pira, you are almost here. Come closer, you want to save Mallen Quanta don't you?" The voice said soothingly and seductively, "He is here Natcooshie'pira, come and get him."
Catti-Brie began to hear the voice as well. Yet it was no magic, but her keen hearing that allowed her to hear it. The voice stopped as the sound of metal clashing with metal rang in her ears.
"Solonund! I'm right behind ye. Wait up will ye?" Catti screamed.
The metal ringing stopped, followed by some sort of chanting.
"Oh no!" Catti screamed out.
As she rounded the corner she nearly fell over a naked Drow woman. She started to draw her sword when a pair of hands grabbed her. The Drow woman chanted some more then pulled the arrows from Solonund's leg and shoulder. More hands reached out and held Solonund to the ground as the woman kept chanting. The sound of battle started ringing from the tunnels ahead of them.
"Quit struggling girl," the Drow man who was holding Catti said," We are not trying to hurt him, we are trying to stop him. This tunnel leads to below the graveyard. The shape changer litch is ther waiting for him. If he falls into the clutches of that thing and his two cronies, Waterdeep will become a city of ghosts."
Catti halted her struggling, "Let me go to him." She said.
"Alright," the Drow man said to her as he released her. She went and knelt by Solonund.
"Solonund, come to yer senses!"
"He is calling, Kordon, is calling. He will kill him if I do not go."
"Solonund that be nonsense. This be a trap! Can ye hear me Solonund, a trap!"
"We who worship Eilliastrae suspected something like this might happen, so we have the tunnels leading to the graveyard heavily guarded." the Drow woman said.
"The undead abomination is still in the graveyard, but there are tunnels that stretch into Skullport. Quile waned us that the abomination might try this." The Drow man who was holding Solonund still said.
"This is a very strong spell," another Drow man, obviously a wizard said.
"Humph, ye got that right." Catti commented," If the sight of a naked woman don't break it, he be under a powerful spell."
The priestess let out a slight giggle, " Do you have any suggestions?"
"Well…" Catti said as a smile wiped across her face, "Pin him down good and turn him face up, even if ye have to tie him."
The three Drow men gave Catti a quizzical look, but they were willing to try anything at his point. Once Solonund was tied down, Catti straddled his waist. Solonund continued to babble on about needing to get to Kordon. She bent down and gave him a small kiss. When he continued to babble, she deepened the kiss. The more he babbled about Kordon, the more she kissed him. His breath became ragged and beads of sweat started to pour down his brow. He started adding the word, 'no' in between all of his ramblings. The kissing proceeded to some fondling through his breeches.
The Drow wizard realized what Catti-Brie was doing. He stood and started casting his spells. In order for Solonund to become free from the summoning spell, Solonund's concentration must be disrupted at the same time the spell to free him is cast.
"Damn it! Get off of me woman before Drizzt finds you. He will skin me alive and have my liver for lunch!"
"I see ye are free from that spell Kordon cast on ye. Too bad, I was beginin to have a bit o' fun. Ye are not a bad kisser."
Solonund was shaking and trying to move his arms to push Catti off. He looked and saw they were tied down to posts in the ground. He arched his eyebrow and looked back up at Catti.
"You know, I have never tried this position or circumstance before. If you wish to continue, your grace, I am at your mercy." Solonund said as he closed his eyes and puckered his lips.
Catti pouted her lip and gave Solonund a kiss on the forehead. Then she stood up and left him lying there.
Solonund opened one eye," Why not? Drizzt can't blame me this time."
"Drizzt is right, ye are a rake."
"But a nice, charming, good natured, rake."
"Cool yer self off. We got a litch to catch. Or maybe I should have these nice Drow keep ye tied up so the priestess of Eilliastrae kin have her way with ye."
"No," the priestess said," I think we will be busy with the litch abomination and the two other litches as well." as she and the three Drow men ran down the dimly lit tunnel.
"Oh, nine hells. Hot and bothered and nothing to get rid of it. You are terrible Catti-Brie."
"I saved yer life. Ye would be in Kordon's hands by now if ye didn't stop."
"And you had to stop me. Then you had to stop teasing me. Tell me, so, do I kiss better than Drizzt?"
"I would na be the one to know that. I ain't kissed him."
"Damn shame. If you kiss him like you just kissed me, he would be much more cheerful."
"I doubt it, now quit fiddling around, get up and lets get Kordon!"
"Uh, Catti, you will need to untie me first."
"Right, but ye keep yer hands to yerself unless I tell ye ye can touch. Deal?"
Solonund sighed, "deal."
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Notes:
Mallen Quanta- A title, meaning full circle.
litch- an undead wizard who can still cast magic.
Natcooshie'pira- "Little dog thing" the name Kordon gave Solonund after he was born.
Skullport- The city that lies just underneath Waterdeep
rake- a womanizer
Please review
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Dedicated to Danny, Mamma misses you little one!