Chapter 4: The Zann Esu and the Viz-Jaaq'Taar
When Faust awoke, the first thing he realized was that he was in chains. The fact that he was upside down came second, but was nonetheless a startling revelation. If he strained his eyes he could see the reflexive surface of vertical metallic bars in front of him, signifying some sort of a prison. Faust tried looking around to see if there were any guards, but the blood began rushing to his head before he could. Apparently, he hadn't been their long. Straining his abdominal muscles, Faust pulled himself up as much as he could, righting the upper part of his body and sending the blood downward. Now he was able to think straight, but he soon had to fall down again because of muscle strain.
As he released his muscles and his body flopped back into its first position, he released he had done so too haphazardly. With a rattle of his chains, and a loud collision, Raeson banged his back against the cold cell wall, which he soon realized was made of stone. Pain shot through his body, but he didn't groan or exclaim. He was taught not to give into pain quickly in the hands of enemies. Besides, he was also his father's Guinea Pig when it came to testing various poisons. This was nothing compared to those colorful trials.
There was a shuffle outside, and Faust was still. It seemed like his cell was guarded. Looking out, he could see a turquoise clad female walking out of the cell...Could it have been a guard change? Now was his chance. Grouping his strength, Faust reared up again, and fired a few quick volleys of four Den'Trag, two from each of his hands. The teeth severed the chains, and Faust landed on the ground. There was a yellow flash inside the room, and Faust turned around and fired another set of teeth as he stood up. A loud, thunderous crash echoed throughout the room, and Faust was face to face with a sorceress. She was rather young looking, but she had oldness about her that Faust placed at about 40 or 50. Electricity crackled around her, which was probably what she used to stop Faust's Den'Trag from harming her. The sorceress looked at him with a sort of quizzical glare, and then sat down at a nearby chair.
Faust looked around, confused, nervous, and even hostile in his unknown environment and spoke;
"Who-who are you? Where am I?"
Something that vaguely resembled a smile crossed the Sorceress's face, and she spoke;
"That's not important right now, young one. Ask me another time. For now, however, get some sleep. You're going to need it."
Puzzled, Faust moved up to the bars of the cell and let his tongue go in outburst;
"Answer me!!! I don't have to take this!! Let me go!!"
The sorceress smiled again; showing a nice row of perfectly white teeth, and then stood up;
"You can leave whenever you want... Just look at the lock."
Looking down at the lock to his cell, Faust saw that he had effectively roasted it with his teeth. Apparently the teeth had destroyed the lock and gone on through to attack the sorceress. Too dumbfounded to really do anything else, Faust opened the cell and walked out. Did he really do that? With an even more puzzled expression, he began to look up, not noticing the flash that filled the room a second previous;
"Who are-"
Only to realize, she was gone.
"Well, I guess I can leave then... Nothing stopping me now.."
Faust walked towards the door of what was apparently a single cell building. He put his hand on the door knob, and then turned it.... And then sat down on the chair the sorceress had been in earlier. Now a second thought crossed his mind; What happened to the sorceress in the woods?
"You weren't really going to let him go, were you?"
"Of course not, Quirrari, your own assassins are guarding him from afar, besides, I knew he was going to stay."
"No you didn't. I swear, Erias, sometimes I wonder why the other Zann Esu elders put up with you, even though you're decades younger than they are."
"I helped defeat Terror, Hate, and Destruction, what other choice do they have?"
"Hmm...I suppose you're right. So, are we sure this is the right boy?"
"He's Faust's alright... And he's the one we've been looking for. He'll do the job."
"Do you think so? Are you sure he'll have enough power? And what of skills? This boy is barely an apprentice!!"
"Don't worry about that, I have one of Faust's spell books from the times we journeyed together. And as for his magic power, I of all people should know what he is capable of. Besides, you know what he did to that lock.
"Yes.. So how is Penelope?"
"Multiple lacerations, and moderate blood loss, other than that, she'll be fine. Her only long term injury will be a bruised ego."
"Oh, that's an injury that will serve her well. I know my Ilfe could use something like it..."
"How did her espionage mission go? I had to lose her to help Penelope in the woods."
"Well, sadly, it is as we feared."
"Well, then His training is going to have to go all the faster."
"Regrettably. Do you think he'll survive?"
"I did, why should he be any different??"
When Faust awoke, the first thing he realized was that he was in chains. The fact that he was upside down came second, but was nonetheless a startling revelation. If he strained his eyes he could see the reflexive surface of vertical metallic bars in front of him, signifying some sort of a prison. Faust tried looking around to see if there were any guards, but the blood began rushing to his head before he could. Apparently, he hadn't been their long. Straining his abdominal muscles, Faust pulled himself up as much as he could, righting the upper part of his body and sending the blood downward. Now he was able to think straight, but he soon had to fall down again because of muscle strain.
As he released his muscles and his body flopped back into its first position, he released he had done so too haphazardly. With a rattle of his chains, and a loud collision, Raeson banged his back against the cold cell wall, which he soon realized was made of stone. Pain shot through his body, but he didn't groan or exclaim. He was taught not to give into pain quickly in the hands of enemies. Besides, he was also his father's Guinea Pig when it came to testing various poisons. This was nothing compared to those colorful trials.
There was a shuffle outside, and Faust was still. It seemed like his cell was guarded. Looking out, he could see a turquoise clad female walking out of the cell...Could it have been a guard change? Now was his chance. Grouping his strength, Faust reared up again, and fired a few quick volleys of four Den'Trag, two from each of his hands. The teeth severed the chains, and Faust landed on the ground. There was a yellow flash inside the room, and Faust turned around and fired another set of teeth as he stood up. A loud, thunderous crash echoed throughout the room, and Faust was face to face with a sorceress. She was rather young looking, but she had oldness about her that Faust placed at about 40 or 50. Electricity crackled around her, which was probably what she used to stop Faust's Den'Trag from harming her. The sorceress looked at him with a sort of quizzical glare, and then sat down at a nearby chair.
Faust looked around, confused, nervous, and even hostile in his unknown environment and spoke;
"Who-who are you? Where am I?"
Something that vaguely resembled a smile crossed the Sorceress's face, and she spoke;
"That's not important right now, young one. Ask me another time. For now, however, get some sleep. You're going to need it."
Puzzled, Faust moved up to the bars of the cell and let his tongue go in outburst;
"Answer me!!! I don't have to take this!! Let me go!!"
The sorceress smiled again; showing a nice row of perfectly white teeth, and then stood up;
"You can leave whenever you want... Just look at the lock."
Looking down at the lock to his cell, Faust saw that he had effectively roasted it with his teeth. Apparently the teeth had destroyed the lock and gone on through to attack the sorceress. Too dumbfounded to really do anything else, Faust opened the cell and walked out. Did he really do that? With an even more puzzled expression, he began to look up, not noticing the flash that filled the room a second previous;
"Who are-"
Only to realize, she was gone.
"Well, I guess I can leave then... Nothing stopping me now.."
Faust walked towards the door of what was apparently a single cell building. He put his hand on the door knob, and then turned it.... And then sat down on the chair the sorceress had been in earlier. Now a second thought crossed his mind; What happened to the sorceress in the woods?
"You weren't really going to let him go, were you?"
"Of course not, Quirrari, your own assassins are guarding him from afar, besides, I knew he was going to stay."
"No you didn't. I swear, Erias, sometimes I wonder why the other Zann Esu elders put up with you, even though you're decades younger than they are."
"I helped defeat Terror, Hate, and Destruction, what other choice do they have?"
"Hmm...I suppose you're right. So, are we sure this is the right boy?"
"He's Faust's alright... And he's the one we've been looking for. He'll do the job."
"Do you think so? Are you sure he'll have enough power? And what of skills? This boy is barely an apprentice!!"
"Don't worry about that, I have one of Faust's spell books from the times we journeyed together. And as for his magic power, I of all people should know what he is capable of. Besides, you know what he did to that lock.
"Yes.. So how is Penelope?"
"Multiple lacerations, and moderate blood loss, other than that, she'll be fine. Her only long term injury will be a bruised ego."
"Oh, that's an injury that will serve her well. I know my Ilfe could use something like it..."
"How did her espionage mission go? I had to lose her to help Penelope in the woods."
"Well, sadly, it is as we feared."
"Well, then His training is going to have to go all the faster."
"Regrettably. Do you think he'll survive?"
"I did, why should he be any different??"