AN: Redid this chapter. Abby, thank you so much for your ideas, I reviewed
them and saw that they did enhance the story. Instead of being discourage,
your comments only helped! THANKS AGAIN! Wouldn't mind doing that for all
my chapters would u? ;) just kidding ( unless u really want to...) but anywaz
here ya go!
As the bright lights subsided, the party's vision slowly returned. At first they could only see light blurs and for a moment their hopes rose, they stretched their necks to feel the sun's warming rays but we sadly disappointed when the light blurs turned to dark ones.
"Ah! There is sanity in all this madness!" a new voice reached Lynn's ears. Her whole party whipped around to behold a dark skinned young man with a mischievous glint in his dark eyes that could rival Lynn's. Jaheira's automatic reaction was of course for her slim fingers to curl around the cold comforting steel of her scimitar.
"And who might you be, stranger?" Lynn asked, all her senses stretched to the limit for any sign of a foe. The new man's dark eyes, suddenly became worried as he clutched his blood soaked side.
'I am Yoshimo! Surely you have heard of me!" the stranger stated proudly, his back straight, trying to make himself appear impressive.
"Wait! THE Yoshimo??!?!" Lynn said sarcastically excited, her eyes wide. Imoen chuckled softly to herself as Jaheira just shook her head, preferring just to get to the point of the conversation. At Lynn's words Yoshimo smiled widely.
"So! My reputation precedes me!" the man beamed around the party. Lynn sighed and shook her head.
"Gods above..." she mumbled to herself, but then again, another human being wasn't exactly a sorry sight to behold, she would become a priestess and turn over her sword before she let a potential party member go, "so what is it you wish Yoshimo?"
"I am in need of healing and some companions, for it is awfully lonely in this dungeon," Yoshimo said simply, "might I join your party?"
"And what could you bring to my party? For we have gotten this far quite well, and how do we know you are not working for the very man who trapped us here?" Lynn answered coolly; she was of course going to let Yoshimo into the party but she thought she might as well have a little fun first. Men are so gullible.
"I am like you, imprisoned here by Irenicus."
"Ah! So our captor has a name!" Jaheira interrupted, a blood thirsty look slowly glazed her eyes.
"I 'm a thief extraordinaire! But surely you knew that." Yoshimo finished ignoring Jaheria's comment about Irenicus. Lynn gathered Minsc, Imoen and Jaheria into a huddle to discuss the wisest course of action.
"What do you think Jaheria?" Lynn whispered, her eyes sparkling with suppressed laughter. Jaheria's eyes crinkled with mirth even though her mouth was perfectly controlled in an expression of nonchalance. Minsc was all for Yoshimo joining and Imoen just shrugged.
"Welcome to our little party Yoshimo," Lynn announced, her arms spread wide in a gesture of welcome. Then she nodded to Jaheira. The elven druid approached Yoshimo and closed her eyes, a look of intense concentration on her striking features. Her slim fingers moved, manipulating the healing spell to her exact specifications. A blue light consumed Yoshimo for a moment and sunk into his skin, then disappeared. Yoshimo sighed.
"Ah! That is much better," the thief took a deep breath; "I must warn you there are imps on the other side of this door." At this Lynn scoffed, imps! Nasty, annoying little things but not much of a fight. Once again, Lynn prayed to the Gods that they would find better weapons soon. She felt so vulnerable with only a long sword and some flimsy armor but they were the best they had at the moment.
"We've faced worst," Imoen stated, her eyes still painfully missing their signature sparkle. She quickly readied her bow and almost lovingly placed an arrow against the wood and string. Their weapons drawn Lynn explained her plan.
"Ok people, Yoshimo, I want you and Imoen to stay at the back and cover Jaheira, Minsc and I with your bows understood? Jaheira, Minsc we'll do what we do best," the ranger grinned, the look in her eyes overflowed with memory, "the charge." With that said and everyone informed, Lynn cautiously put a hand on the cold iron door handle and pushed open.
As the bright lights subsided, the party's vision slowly returned. At first they could only see light blurs and for a moment their hopes rose, they stretched their necks to feel the sun's warming rays but we sadly disappointed when the light blurs turned to dark ones.
"Ah! There is sanity in all this madness!" a new voice reached Lynn's ears. Her whole party whipped around to behold a dark skinned young man with a mischievous glint in his dark eyes that could rival Lynn's. Jaheira's automatic reaction was of course for her slim fingers to curl around the cold comforting steel of her scimitar.
"And who might you be, stranger?" Lynn asked, all her senses stretched to the limit for any sign of a foe. The new man's dark eyes, suddenly became worried as he clutched his blood soaked side.
'I am Yoshimo! Surely you have heard of me!" the stranger stated proudly, his back straight, trying to make himself appear impressive.
"Wait! THE Yoshimo??!?!" Lynn said sarcastically excited, her eyes wide. Imoen chuckled softly to herself as Jaheira just shook her head, preferring just to get to the point of the conversation. At Lynn's words Yoshimo smiled widely.
"So! My reputation precedes me!" the man beamed around the party. Lynn sighed and shook her head.
"Gods above..." she mumbled to herself, but then again, another human being wasn't exactly a sorry sight to behold, she would become a priestess and turn over her sword before she let a potential party member go, "so what is it you wish Yoshimo?"
"I am in need of healing and some companions, for it is awfully lonely in this dungeon," Yoshimo said simply, "might I join your party?"
"And what could you bring to my party? For we have gotten this far quite well, and how do we know you are not working for the very man who trapped us here?" Lynn answered coolly; she was of course going to let Yoshimo into the party but she thought she might as well have a little fun first. Men are so gullible.
"I am like you, imprisoned here by Irenicus."
"Ah! So our captor has a name!" Jaheira interrupted, a blood thirsty look slowly glazed her eyes.
"I 'm a thief extraordinaire! But surely you knew that." Yoshimo finished ignoring Jaheria's comment about Irenicus. Lynn gathered Minsc, Imoen and Jaheria into a huddle to discuss the wisest course of action.
"What do you think Jaheria?" Lynn whispered, her eyes sparkling with suppressed laughter. Jaheria's eyes crinkled with mirth even though her mouth was perfectly controlled in an expression of nonchalance. Minsc was all for Yoshimo joining and Imoen just shrugged.
"Welcome to our little party Yoshimo," Lynn announced, her arms spread wide in a gesture of welcome. Then she nodded to Jaheira. The elven druid approached Yoshimo and closed her eyes, a look of intense concentration on her striking features. Her slim fingers moved, manipulating the healing spell to her exact specifications. A blue light consumed Yoshimo for a moment and sunk into his skin, then disappeared. Yoshimo sighed.
"Ah! That is much better," the thief took a deep breath; "I must warn you there are imps on the other side of this door." At this Lynn scoffed, imps! Nasty, annoying little things but not much of a fight. Once again, Lynn prayed to the Gods that they would find better weapons soon. She felt so vulnerable with only a long sword and some flimsy armor but they were the best they had at the moment.
"We've faced worst," Imoen stated, her eyes still painfully missing their signature sparkle. She quickly readied her bow and almost lovingly placed an arrow against the wood and string. Their weapons drawn Lynn explained her plan.
"Ok people, Yoshimo, I want you and Imoen to stay at the back and cover Jaheira, Minsc and I with your bows understood? Jaheira, Minsc we'll do what we do best," the ranger grinned, the look in her eyes overflowed with memory, "the charge." With that said and everyone informed, Lynn cautiously put a hand on the cold iron door handle and pushed open.