I now present the next chapter!!! Thank you so much for my two reviews... two reviews and counting I hope! Hahaha.... Yes well the story seems very disconnected right now... but it will come together... hopefully in a good way... although I'm not saying the ending will be happy good... just good as in writing.... Riiiiiiight so I just lost myself in that one...... So without further ado and rambling on my behalf!!!... I present the next chapter! Dun Dun Dun!
Lord Boars and his company sat in a large banquet hall, laughing, eating and dancing enough to fill their every delight. Outside was a storm of thunder, lightning and cold hard rain, but inside the large fireplace kept the room and its occupants and a healthy glow.
As the music was playing faster and the dancers spinning yet more so, at the climax of noise and emotion the large oak doors swung open. The musicians stopped playing and the dancers fell out of step. The gregarious men and women stopped chatting of the local gossip and for the first time in the evening the wine lay untouched.
A puddle of water slowly moved from the dark shadow of the door. The water ran in between the cracks of the stone floor. A soaping wet person in a cloak that was once green stepped into the light of the fire.
He fell to his knees, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh", he yelled. He pounded his fist against the stone, "They're gone. They're dead. They took everything. They're dead." he said softly.
Boars slowly rose in his chair, "What... What has happened? What is wrong? Quickly someone get him a chair by the fire! Dry clothes! Drink! Let the stranger tell us of him and his woes!"
The stranger sat facing the fire, yet with his eyes turned up. He had a young handsome face, with mild brown hair, green eyes, and sunned skin. He was tall and well built, only of the age of twenty and five. "My name is Christopher Darcy. I am from a small town, the Town of the Twin Rivers. It is a beautiful town, of shire and estates. Yesterday morning, at dawn, before the workers had risen, we were attacked by the most horrible men of all. They were corsairs; washed away from the Mediterranean to our peaceful lands. They came so quietly, and murdered men in their sleep. I had been having trouble sleeping, so I had been walking throughout the grounds, just observing the rising sun. I should have known as soon as I had seen it, it was a red sun. I should have gone back. I could have saved them. Alas, by the time I retuned, they were all dead. My lovely bride to be, my mother, my father, my three younger sisters, and the stable hands..."he paused to find the words"The stairs ran with blood. I rode to the neighbor's, I rode to our lord, I rode to the docks, and now I have ridden to you my lord." concluded Mr. Darcy. His eyes now fell towards Lord Boars, "You must help us. You must help me. You must save us from the corsairs. They will come for more lives and more gold. They will come for me." Christopher's eyes had now glazed over and he seemed to float, barely touching his chair.
"This man is delirious. Quickly get the healers and set him in a room." decided Boars, "There will be a council, now. Send out for the Lords of the South, we will meet in the Green Room.", ordered Boars as he swept off to his personal chambers with a frown upon his brow, leaving his guests to find their own way home.
In three days a council of the Lords of the South was assembled. There, in the Green Room sat seven lords to the South, including Boars, a scribe, and the now well rested, but overly subdued Mr. Darcy.
Soooooo what will happen you ask?? Well I'm not quite totally sure yet... but the next chapter will have to do with Tristan... I figure they have to rotate, you know, equal time and whatever. I think Galahad and Tristan will meet up in the wild forests of the north ooo scary, no night lights there, just monsters!!! Haha