AN- Okay first I wanted to say I borrowed the name Everiegn from somewhere that I've long forgotten but if I have a kid someday I want to him (or maybe her) that. And it's pronounce Evee-RAIN( with a heavy emphasis on the V). Anyway, what's in a name anyway? I skipped the part of the story of Punkin conning Akyrra into letting her go since I've already established that the monk isn't the sharpest knife in the drawer. This is actually a chapter by it's self…wow my first one, but it is a bit shorter than the others.
Firilya- I'm definitely pro-magic myself…but I think that Kae has a point on the subject. And I'd better have Sharwyn in character, I don't think I've written more lines for any non-MY character. :-).
Tasherene- I'm not normal either (I have dreams about the past a lot, also) so I can't point fingers. But I'll do it anyway. –points finger- I'll go fix the tense problem. If you couldn't notice I was thinking about showing third-person form Punkin but than I changed my mind but I guess my story didn't get the memo (and it wasn't picky, thanks). I know Punkin's too sly for her own good, this is just the tip of the iceberg for her, actually. I actually didn't think it was a cliffhanger when I wrote it…mainly since I was writing the next part but sorry…here's the next part and Meris is back. Huzzah.
Guan- Yeah Jude is going to dust off the old (I didn't mean that old) charm book and put the moves on Linu and he might kill Nasher, too. I haven't decided. (just kidding Nasher's not going to die…yet. :-). ) And Punkin doesn't use magic to heal, she uses herbs and salves and crap (not real crap) like the healing kit in the game. She'd make a pretty funny cleric since she doesn't believe in god or gods or whatever that crap people come up with. :-). And everyone knows the clerics 'magic' comes from god or gods or whatever and it's their god (all that other stuff) working through them. Man read Fundamentals for Extremism, dude. –laughs and walks off-.
Sorry I didn't let anyone get a chance to review yet…but I'll give you a :-), okay. –Still laughs- Here's your story.
Chapter Four (whole part)
This was completely illogical and if anybody else in this town had been lost and unaccounted for than I probably wouldn't give a gargon's horns but for some reason lurking deep in my heart I knew that Meris just wasn't out for one the nightly strolls that elves were accustomed to voyage on; deep inside I knew that something wasn't right. So here I was, bandages and all, creeping through the moss etched trees of the forest with only the moon as my companion. I stepped slowly for two factors, one was the impenetrable fog that surrounded me and the other was the issue of my body not being as up to the adventure as my spirit was. I just knew that I would fall asleep in Jansen's class in the morning.
I slowly followed the winding trail along the river's side remembering that it lead me to him that morning, though it seemed a lot different in the muted light that the moon gave me to work with as well as the fact that everything wasn't flying by me. With not else to do, my mind started to wander as I tried to remember the things that Ash taught me about tracking but I was sure I wasn't listening to her…so other things filled my head.
First it was my emotions, mainly over this guy that I hardly knew and how I was going extremely out of my way to assure myself that he was safe. Then I remembered my mom telling me about how her and my dad met while he was training to become a guard and she was studying natural medicine.
"He was so tall and actually had muscles back then…" she'd tease, "He always tried to stand up tall and make himself seem invulnerable but behind all his machismo, he was a softy…he was kind of like a walnut."
That's what Meris seemed to me, he's got this certain aura of strength around him but under the surface, he was a very susceptible person…most likely a hurt one also. I hoped that seeing me in pain didn't make him hurt more.
Now, what I am thinking. I've never cared for other people's feelings if I wasn't responsible. I never wanted to let down Ash or my parents but other than that if you didn' like what I did, I couldn't care less. If they didn't like me carrying around my wooden sword, screw them. My friends wouldn't care…but than again I didn't have a lot of friends…I was always happy by myself learning to become a great warrior. I knew that no one would care about you if you were weak, if you back down from obstacles and I had my mind set on becoming powerful. But what if people didn't or don't care about brawn and swordsmanship or fame; I've felt a bit of all those things and none would ever complete me…the only time I felt complete was when Meris was carrying…I still don't remember all of it but I do recall my feelings. Calm. Real. Secure.
I heard something ahead of me…it was a pair of voices far off. One was definitely Meris' composed and authoritive yet it seemed different almost distorted. The other voice was similar but different. It was male, I could tell that from the power that laid behind every sound but it was youthful and his tongue was strange, it was almost elven but it was sloppy, unkempt echoes that came to me and I almost knew that it was caused by anger roaring from it's owner. I double my pace, which still slower than I normally walked, and bushwhacked my way to the conversation.
"If I cannot get you removed from the Academy, then I'll just have to remove you myself…permanently," the angry voice shouted into the empty night.
Meris half-laughed as he said, "What is it that you have against me…is it because I am half-demonic…"
"And if it is…"
"Then it is a unperceptive motive for a person of high intelligence to garner." Meris said as I marched closer, "By your own logic, Neverwinter should send all the half-orcs back up the mountain ubiquitously, since of course that is where they belong. And those darn little Halflings…"
"They've both proved themselves, your kind one the other hand have not…you in particular. I will not share a room with an evil creature such as you…"
"Well, I'd rather not be cope up with you either but Sharwyn told Linu that the dorm assignments are final…and anyway, I already made it a point that I don't sleep that much…"
"Nor do I," there was vemon in his voice and I felt that he would fire it soon. I tried my hardest to push forward and ignore the pain, "But that is not the issue at hand. I know the evil intentions that you have…you see Meris Sensbane, Doombringer, I've keep my eyes on you and I know all the spells that you prepare, your evil necromantic spells. Enervation, Animate Dead, Finger of Death…"
"So I get it now, you're not against half-demons…you just don't like me personally."
"When you put it that way…"
"So if I were a bow-wielding, leaf-sniffing, tree-hugging, squirrel-loving ranger as you are than you wouldn't mind me being around, right?" Okay Meris was that a joke or are you losing your cool, I couldn't tell but I decided at that moment that pain or not I wasn't going to let this turn into a bloodbath.
"You are aware that no one is around and if something, oh let's say unfortunate where to happen, a ranger might be able put your corpse where no living thing could ever find it."
"If this is your way of goading a confrontation with me than I must decline the offer, I do have other, how should I put it, more pressing matters that I could attend to than to involve myself in some elfkin games." Okay that's enough Meris.
I finally fought my way through the fog to end up a steep ledge that led into a huge bowl that sat about forty meters inside the earth, it most like was a pond the feed from the river that was now dry due to the season. I had no idea what kind of situation Meris would be in when I was moving across the forest but now that I saw him just sitting on his knees in the middle of the crater hovering about a hands length off the ground, most likely practicing a levitation spell, I became less worried. The other guy in the crevice was dressed as most ranger are, green jacket and pants. His orange-silver hair cut across the scene but the only things that worried me was the bow in his right hand and his quiver filled with red-butted arrows. I tried to shout but nothing came out…I felt my throat and it was swollen most likely from all the heavy breathing that I had to do. I shook my head as I started to scale down the edge of the cliff…you'd better appreciate me for this Meris.
"Okay, you don't want to fight back. Just sit there…I'll kill you while you practice your black magic," the ranger said and with lightning speed grabbed an arrow from his back, loaded it and fired the feather-fetched fire stick at my Meris. I tried to scream but no sound came out of course and I nearly slipped from the wall but I regained myself and started down faster trying to get a good look at Meris. I swear if this bastard hurt him, I'll rip him a new one…
Meris didn't move as the arrow pierced his black jacket just above his shoulder blade, "You should really switch to a breasted model…I hear they are more accurate," Meris said and muttered a few magic words that knocked the red-tipped arrow off of him.
"That was a warning shot…the next one will pierce your heart," the ranger said and prepared his next shot.
"Everiegn," Meris said as he stood up, "Aim at me all you wish. Hope against hope that you'll be all to accomplish what you envision in your mind but I seriously doubt that you'll actually kill me." Just shut up, Meris. What do you have a death wish, moron.
"You…you…you don't know me every well," Everiegn said as he pulled his elbow back.
"But I do. You see I have knowledge about a lot more than most people would think a simple-minded creature such as I should know. I'm well-versed in elven longbowing, since of course I was raised in an elven village and I've seen an elf kill a target at three hundred steps. But you…I can tell that you aren't as steady. True, I believe is the term…"
"I'm as true as I need to be…"
"I doubt it…your feet are not under your shoulders and there is way too much pressure on your thumb…"
"Shut up…"
"I thought you were going to take care of that matter." One more comment like that and I'll go right back up this cliff.
Everiegn let the arrow fly through the air and it flew into the darkness.
Meris smiled as he still hovered, "See, I told you that you weren't doing it right. Do you want me to come over and help you out?"
The elf's face grew red as I came near the bottom of the cliff, I wanted to jump down but I didn't knew what was on the bottom since I wanted to keep my eyes on the boys instead of looking where I was going. Now that comment makes me sound like a boy-crazy little girl.
The ranger walked closer to Meris and pulled a knife from his side, I decided that jumping would be a good decision now and did so.
"Okay, I'll let you now what else I now," Meris said still remaining still, "That band around your bicep is one that your people give out to those that have disgraced there family name…Everiegn Moonsong…"
"Shut up, you don't know a thing…"
"I no plenty…like how you allowed your family was captured by a dragon…"
"Shut up," he dropped the blade as he covered his ears.
"And you weren't man enough to go and save them…that's why you are here. I knew plenty. I also know that you aren't even a full -blooded wood elf…your grandmother…"
"I said shut up," the ranger said as he swung at Meris but missed as the wizard floated an inch to the left.
"She a tiefling, am I correct. Of course I am since it's in your records at the school. So you don't hate me, no Everiegn you hate the person that burned those symbols across your body, your families most eldest member, you hate your grandmother…but you can't kill her…"
"Yes I can…" Okay Meris was more resourceful than I thought, I guess I wasn't the only person that he asked around about.
I ran, well half ran, over to the two. I swear that Meris smiled the moment he noticed me but it quickly went away as he stopped floating and stood up.
"Okay, now I know your stalking me," he said.
Evereiegn looked at me with contempt and if I was aching all over I'd probably would have slugged him one but I wasn't up to it at the moment.
"My—throat," I scratched out.
"It looks red…maybe it's swollen?" Meris said as he looked at it. You think.
"So who are you," Everiegn asked.
"Pun-kin Cap-er…"
"We don't have all night," Meris teased, "She's Punkin Capernum a…friend."
"Any friend of yours is an enemy of mine," Evereign said as he picked up his knife and put it back in his pack, "And since my element of stealth is going to be discovered soon I'll leave you two," and with those parting words the ranger disappeared into the night.
I looked at Meris, searching him over and remembered his shoulder and grabbed for his shirt.
"Ah…w-w-what are y-y-you doing?" Meris muttered as he tried to back away.
I quickly stepped forward and pointed at his shoulder, "It's hurt."
"N-N-No. It's o-okay." He said but I quickly threw his jacket off and his shirt followed.
"It's not likeI haven'tseen youthis way," I reminded him as I pulled out my healing kit and started to clean the old blood off his skin. I rubbed his tense muscles slowly, nearly massaging them with a smile on my face.
"Was this all just a ploy to get to touch me?" Meris asked.
I shrugged my shoulders and finished him up by wrapping a small bandage around it, "Do thinkit was?"
"With you…" he rubbed his chin, "I don't know."
I punched him on the shoulder that I just wrapped up.
"What was that for?" he said as he rubbed it.
"I told you I'd hurt you later," I said a smiled. Then I heard a commotion that reminded me of the opening day of the Blacklake Zoo, but I knew what it was. That stupid search party, and I swear if Akyrra told anyone I sneaked out, I'd make sure I rearranged here chi.
"That's everyone else isn't it," Meris said and shook my head yes, "And I'm sure you weren't suppose to be out, huh." I shook my head no. Meris said some words too quickly for my to capture them but with a quick jolt we both were floating over the forest…together. Meris to my rescue again, I guess.