Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Raistlin Chronicle characters. But I do own those that aren't. So there! *Sticks tongue out*
I'm baaack!! Yes, You thought it was over didn't you? Well you are sadly mistaken!!
Thanks to:
Guan
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This story contains excerpts from the Raistlin Chronicles. Just so you know!
Now, let us continue with the story. Oh, just to warn you, I'm not much for OC pairings with Raistlin romances so it won't be in this story. It WILL follow the story line, with some minor adjustments.
Book 1: Fight because you can.
" We fall in space, we can't look down,
death may come, please I am found,
what to say, why I'm alive,
am I asleep or hammered down? "
~RoguesHeart~
Raistlin and Caramon exchanged glances then stared back at Crysallis. Raistlin was first to speak up.
" We are here to join the Baron's army as well."
Crysallis nodded her head, as if expecting the answer.
" I could tell, from what I've heard, not many mages pass through Haven for long." she answered.
Raistlin took a small sip of wine, as he observed her. Caramon stared at Crysallis, his eyes flashing excitedly.
" Hey, maybe because you two are here to join the army, we should join together!"
Crysallis tilted her head to the side in amusement.
" Perhaps."
Crysallis lifted a small spoonful of the ham and beans into her mouth, as soon as the vile food touched her lips she quickly retracted it. Scrounger on the other hand, made it his job to take up Crysallis's untouched meal. With a simple glance to Crysallis, Scrounger scooped up her bowl and began to devour it.
Shaking her head at the boy, Crysallis turned her attention back to Raistlin and her brother.
" It would be quite logical for us to join forces considering we are both strangers in this town, well maybe we are but maybe not you Raistlin Majere." spoke Crysallis wryly.
Raistlin cocked an eyebrow, his curiosity peaked.
" And what would you mean by that?"
Crysallis smirked lightly as she continued.
" Oh c'mon, every mage who has taken the test knows of you Raistlin Majere."
Raistlin's eyes widened in shock
" And pray tell, why is that?"
This time, it was Scrounger's to take part in the conversation considering he had finished devouring his food.
" Everyone knows about how you defeated that fake cult Raistlin!"
Crysallis nodded her head in agreement with the boy, her eyes masking any emotion that she may had thought of sharing.
" It is true, you are now a hero among the Tower of Sorcery."
Raistlin blushed lightly on his face, and turned his face away so she wouldn't notice.
" It really wasn't all that.."
Caramon had sat quietly for the moment, taking in the conversation. It was hard to believe that anyone would believe that they were heroes. Especially by the way they were treated when they had first reached the village. And it seemed his brother was thinking the same thing.
Raistlin turned and met his gaze once more with Crysallis, who was grinning mischievously.
" If I am such a hero here, then why was I harassed earlier?"
Crysallis shrugged nonchalantly.
" Hey, I said you were a hero among the mages, not necessarily with ignorant humans.."
Raistlin seemed to have accepted the answer, seeing that he began to pick at his food precariously. Small chunks of uncooked meat floated in his bowl, making Raistlin recoil away in disgust.
Scrounger stared hungrily at Raistlin's bowl, his eyes wide with anticipation. Yet he wasn't the only one staring at Raistlin. Caramon was staring with the same intensity as they watched Raistlin push his bowl away.
Scrounger was about to reach over and snatch it up, when suddenly he felt a slight pain smacking against his hand. Retracting it quickly, Scrounger cast a glare at Crysallis who was passively taking a sip of wine.
" Don't be rude, Scrounger. ." she said in a low undertone, only loud enough for the two of them to hear.
Scrounger sunk down into his seat, his mouth set in a defiant pout. Caramon reached for the bowl, and began to lap up his victory meal.
Crysallis glanced over at the sullen Raistlin, who's mind seemed to have gone elsewhere. Turning her head slightly, Crysallis took notice of how the sun was beginning to set.
Standing slowly, she pulled away from the table.
" It is growing late, I am afraid that I must depart for now. "
Scrounger leapt up from his seat.
" Hey, I thought we were staying with Caramon and Raistlin?!" he spoke in a whiny voice.
Crysallis opened her mouth to answer but was cut off.
" Yes please do, You would be doing my brother and I a great favor. We have traveled a great distance and long grown weary of each other's company." spoke Raistlin politely.
" That's true enough!! Said Caramon enthusiastically. Almost a little too enthusiastically.
" Raist and I, We sure do get tired of talking to each other. Why only the other day…"
" That'll do brother." spoke Raistlin coldly.
" C'mon. . " spoke Caramon as he carefully wrapped his arms around her slender shoulders. Scrounger was pulling upon her leather pant leg, urging her to stay. " We're are now Brothers-in-Arms…."
Crysallis raised her eyebrow at him.
Caramon shifted indirectly and realized his error.
" Well not brothers per say…"
Raistlin broke into his brother's apology.
" I am sure you know the old saying. Those who've split blood together share everything."
Crysallis laughed lightly, her voice echoing softly through the tavern catching the glimpses of the men around her.
" Oh really?"
Caramon jumped around to her front, his arms crossed in front of his chest.
" Sure we are! You want to take the oath?"
Before Crysallis could answer, Caramon began to go off into his own ranting. Raistlin watched on, sympathy glittering in his amber eyes.
" We have split blood together. By Solamnic tradition, we are bound closer than brothers. What you have is mine and what I have is yours."
Caramon ended with a dramatic whoosh, heaving his right fist into the air. Scrounger followed Caramon's actions, shoving his hand into the air as well. His lanky chest sticking in front of him prideful.
" See Crysallis!! We are bound, now you can't leave!"
Crysallis rolled her eyes and sighed.
" Well when you put it like that…"
Scrounger grinned brightly and began to dance around the tavern with Caramon quickly on his heels.
Crysallis turned to face Raistlin.
" So who's paying?"
Raistlin's eyes widened in shock. Reaching down, he began to rummage through his robe pockets.
" I don't have any money save for a few gnots* ."
Crysallis's face blanched slightly.
" Neither do I, do you think that maybe Caramon?. . . "
Raistlin shook his head, cutting off her question.
" Oh great. . " she said under her breath.
Turning around, Raistlin saw what she was talking about. Currently the bar maid was heading over to their table. By now, Scrounger and Caramon had come back and was resting at the table, their faces still bright with glee.
The barmaid leaned over the table, her grime covered hand placed in front of her.
" That'll be sixpence for the beans."
Crysallis gave Scrounger a slight kick under the table. Scrounger glanced quickly over at Crysallis and nodded her head.
" We don't have the money." spoke Scrounger calmly.
The barmaid glowered. " Ragis!!" she yelled ominously.
A big man standing behind the bar filling mugs of ale, glanced over at her.
" But. . " Scrounger added hurriedly. " I see your firewood is almost gone." He said gesturing over to the fire place.
" So?, no one's got time to be chopping wood now do they?"
Scrounger smiled at her. Even with his split lip, he had the most charming and disarming smile.
" We'll pay with something worth more than money."
" There's nothing worth more than money," said the barmaid sulkily. But still seemed intrigued.
" Yes there is. Time, muscles, and brains are." Scrounger gestured over to Caramon, who was sitting at the table looking dumbfounded. " Now my friend here, is the strongest and fastest woodchopper to ever hit Ansalon. I'm an expert at waiting tables, and my other two friends. ." Spoke Scrounger pointing towards Crysallis and Raistlin.
" They have magical spices that will make your beans a culinary masterpiece, everyone would come to your tavern to eat them."
" Our beans ain't culinary!" the barmaid said indignantly. " We ain't never made anyone sick!"
" No. No. . I mean that this spice will make them taste as good as the beans eaten in the Lord City of Panthalas. Even better. When the Grace comes to hear of them, and I'll be sure to tell him, he'll journey all this way here just to taste them!"
The barmaid smiled grudgingly.
" Well the customers have been complaining some…"
Everyone looked at her, their eyes glistening hopefully.
The barmaid eyed Caramon carefully.
" You are a strong one aren't you? Sixpence says that you'd be able to bring in a ton of wood before that sun finishes setting." The barmaid turned her attention away from Caramon and came to rest upon Raistlin and Crysallis.
" And you there wizards. . What have you got?"
Both Raistlin and Crysallis removed their pouches. Raistlin reached into his pouch and pulled out a huge bulbous object with a heavy scent. Crysallis pulled out a small bagette with various leaves of green resting at the bottom.
" These are magic ingredients." Crysallis spoke. " If you peel and chop this. . " Crysallis points to Raistlin's ingredient. " We guarantee it'll bring more customers off the street."
Then Crysallis pointed to her own items.
" And this, you should sprinkle onto your ham, and I guarantee you shall have customers ranging from Solamnia itself."
The barmaid leaned in and sniffed the ingredients.
" Well they do smell good. . . You guarantee it won't poison no one?"
Raistlin nodded his head and pointed towards his brother.
" My brother here will volunteer to eat the first bowlful."
Caramon cast Raistlin a grateful glance.
" Well. . . " spoke the barmaid.
" The Lord of Palanthas…" spoke Scrounger delectably. Then he leaned over and took the barmaid's hand into his own, and gently brushed his lips across the top. Encouraging a giggle from her.
" Lord of Palanthas my ass! You two, go into the kitchen and add your ingredients. And you, big guy, you can get something extra. . . " She spoke seductively, revealing a small amount of her bosom.
Caramon grinned at her, revealing his shiny teeth.
" Of course my dear. . . " (a/n; yeah I know ooc but. . . . Shut up!!)
The barmaid giggled and slapped at Caramon's hand.
" Now git on with ya!"
Crysallis grinned down at Scrounger, as she watched the barmaid rush off in huff when she received several calls for more ale.
" Good job, Scrounger, I knew there was a reason I kept you around. . "
Raistlin also allowed a passing smile to cross his lips.
" Yes, Well done. "
Raistlin rose to his feet, and went to go to the kitchen to add his "magic spice" otherwise known as garlic. Crysallis followed after him, dangling her bag between her fingers. Her ingredient was merely oregano, nothing more or less. . . But they didn't have to know that.
Without warning, Raistlin turned around to face Crysallis. His eyes furrowed with curiosity.
" How exactly did he know what was in my pouch?"
Crysallis smiled at him, and walked past him. Raistlin frowned and walked in step beside her.
" Well?" he asked in an undertone.
Crysallis flashed him a wry smile.
" Scrounger's part kender. ."
Raistlin only looked partially surprised.
" That explains things.."
Crysallis laughed once more and headed into the kitchen. Eager to finish her job, so she could go up and rest. Tomorrow, would be a taxing day for all of them.
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Yeah, kind of short chapter but hey, at least it's an update.
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