Loyalty
The moon was full as the shadows wandered through out the world. Hope was lost, they hadn't meaning in their lives anymore, all but one. The Apprentice clasped the little faith left in her heart. Her master was a fighter, she was the solid stone standing against the storm. She could last an age without losing her stability. How could this barrier of rock and water suppress the greatness which was Titania Stardragon? Taeowyn could not understand this controversy. She would not grasp the idea of the downfall of the Sapphire Maiden. She had to tell herself not to get too overwhelmed with the possibility of her masters survival but she still held on to the hope she still had.
They still had to continue the campaign. The company continued on through the darkness. They went down a small ravine which led them to a thick patch of weeds. They all stopped for a moment and looked on the vegetation which lay in their path. The weeds began to shake and make a hissing noise. Taeowyn stepped forward and let the small glow of her staff illuminate the brush. Tor gasped.
"Serpent Vengeance." Tor told the company. "These weeds are devilry the Legion brought with their reign of terror. We best not go through them, for their poison is not a pleasing sensation when in contact with flesh."
"Oh, 'tis jus' a bed o' wild flowers. What harm could 'ey bring?" Said Borin as he advanced toward the weeds. As he walked through them, the flowered heads of the Serpent Vengeance jumped at him. They stuck large pins into his skin and their suction-like petals held him tight to the ground. Borin froze. The numbing poison flowed through the dwarfs thick veins. All he could manage was a quiet, "'Elp".
"Dumb ass." Muttered Shenh. The troll took out a small red sack from his belt. He opened it and stuck his hand inside. He pulled out a fist and opened his palm to reveal a shimmering red powder. He took a deep breath and blew the dust over the weeds. As the powder settled on the leaves and petals of the Serpent Vengeance, little embers came to life. The plants cracked and rattled. After a few moments of the agonizing dust, the weeds wilted and let the dwarf go. Shenh ran over the weeds and signaled the rest to follow him. The company continued and Jonas grabbed Borin around the waist.
"Feed him this." Shenh told Jonas. He gave him a roasted newt. Jonas shoved the brittle medicine into Borins mouth. There was a crunch and them a crackling sound. Borin shook off his petrifaction and thanked the Shadow hunter. The pig headed dwarf didn't say much for the rest of the night, he thought that he had enough embarrassment for the night.
Everyone started off again. The weeds had delayed the situation of the fallen sorceress. Taeowyn stopped walking and everyone one stopped to see what was the matter. They turned around to look upon the young apprentice and understood. They didn't feel the grief as much as Taeowyn, but they understood that Taeowyn was torn. Nazdhar walked over to her.
"Taeowyn, you musn't carry the weight of the dead. Just let her g-"
"-You don't understand." Taeowyn exclaimed. She called Bereneth to her.
"What are you doing." Questioned Jonas.
"Pursuing my faith. I refuse to believe that she has fallen." She answered him. She mounted her horse and swung her grey cloak over the back. She pulled her hood over her face and was about to command Bereneth to gallop but Jonas grabbed the saddle. Taeowyn swiped her staff around and it came fast over Jonas' head. He fell to the ground, unconscious. Taeowyn kicked her horse and it galloped out of the trees and into the bare, dusty barrens. She took off with lightening speed. She went like this for an hour, riding along the western side of the river. She was looking for something in the water. She only need to see a faint glow floating down the current to reassure her that he master was alive, but she hadn't come across anything yet.
Taeowyn rode on long into the night. She passed many amazing land formations in the desert that she would have loved to have gazed upon at the side of her master, but right now she had no cares for these. She became drowsy, and slowly began to nod off. She looked over her horses head and looked on the horizon. A light shone in the river. Taeowyn blinked. She shook herself awake and kicked Bereneth hard. She was catching up, but Bereneth stopped and stood on his hind legs. He whinnied loudly and spun around. Taeowyn cursed as she looked down the steep cliff that stood between her and the small light. The river fell down the cliff to her left, and to her right the cliff wandered for miles. Taeowyn had no choice but to go west. She turned around and continued on through the desert. With the knowledge that her master was alive, Taeowyn was filled with a powerful enjoyment. She was going to be alright and could go on.
The moon was full as the shadows wandered through out the world. Hope was lost, they hadn't meaning in their lives anymore, all but one. The Apprentice clasped the little faith left in her heart. Her master was a fighter, she was the solid stone standing against the storm. She could last an age without losing her stability. How could this barrier of rock and water suppress the greatness which was Titania Stardragon? Taeowyn could not understand this controversy. She would not grasp the idea of the downfall of the Sapphire Maiden. She had to tell herself not to get too overwhelmed with the possibility of her masters survival but she still held on to the hope she still had.
They still had to continue the campaign. The company continued on through the darkness. They went down a small ravine which led them to a thick patch of weeds. They all stopped for a moment and looked on the vegetation which lay in their path. The weeds began to shake and make a hissing noise. Taeowyn stepped forward and let the small glow of her staff illuminate the brush. Tor gasped.
"Serpent Vengeance." Tor told the company. "These weeds are devilry the Legion brought with their reign of terror. We best not go through them, for their poison is not a pleasing sensation when in contact with flesh."
"Oh, 'tis jus' a bed o' wild flowers. What harm could 'ey bring?" Said Borin as he advanced toward the weeds. As he walked through them, the flowered heads of the Serpent Vengeance jumped at him. They stuck large pins into his skin and their suction-like petals held him tight to the ground. Borin froze. The numbing poison flowed through the dwarfs thick veins. All he could manage was a quiet, "'Elp".
"Dumb ass." Muttered Shenh. The troll took out a small red sack from his belt. He opened it and stuck his hand inside. He pulled out a fist and opened his palm to reveal a shimmering red powder. He took a deep breath and blew the dust over the weeds. As the powder settled on the leaves and petals of the Serpent Vengeance, little embers came to life. The plants cracked and rattled. After a few moments of the agonizing dust, the weeds wilted and let the dwarf go. Shenh ran over the weeds and signaled the rest to follow him. The company continued and Jonas grabbed Borin around the waist.
"Feed him this." Shenh told Jonas. He gave him a roasted newt. Jonas shoved the brittle medicine into Borins mouth. There was a crunch and them a crackling sound. Borin shook off his petrifaction and thanked the Shadow hunter. The pig headed dwarf didn't say much for the rest of the night, he thought that he had enough embarrassment for the night.
Everyone started off again. The weeds had delayed the situation of the fallen sorceress. Taeowyn stopped walking and everyone one stopped to see what was the matter. They turned around to look upon the young apprentice and understood. They didn't feel the grief as much as Taeowyn, but they understood that Taeowyn was torn. Nazdhar walked over to her.
"Taeowyn, you musn't carry the weight of the dead. Just let her g-"
"-You don't understand." Taeowyn exclaimed. She called Bereneth to her.
"What are you doing." Questioned Jonas.
"Pursuing my faith. I refuse to believe that she has fallen." She answered him. She mounted her horse and swung her grey cloak over the back. She pulled her hood over her face and was about to command Bereneth to gallop but Jonas grabbed the saddle. Taeowyn swiped her staff around and it came fast over Jonas' head. He fell to the ground, unconscious. Taeowyn kicked her horse and it galloped out of the trees and into the bare, dusty barrens. She took off with lightening speed. She went like this for an hour, riding along the western side of the river. She was looking for something in the water. She only need to see a faint glow floating down the current to reassure her that he master was alive, but she hadn't come across anything yet.
Taeowyn rode on long into the night. She passed many amazing land formations in the desert that she would have loved to have gazed upon at the side of her master, but right now she had no cares for these. She became drowsy, and slowly began to nod off. She looked over her horses head and looked on the horizon. A light shone in the river. Taeowyn blinked. She shook herself awake and kicked Bereneth hard. She was catching up, but Bereneth stopped and stood on his hind legs. He whinnied loudly and spun around. Taeowyn cursed as she looked down the steep cliff that stood between her and the small light. The river fell down the cliff to her left, and to her right the cliff wandered for miles. Taeowyn had no choice but to go west. She turned around and continued on through the desert. With the knowledge that her master was alive, Taeowyn was filled with a powerful enjoyment. She was going to be alright and could go on.
