Wrath of Fate:
Chapter the Second:
Glory Seeker
Wallace slowly made his way through the sand. Each step caused him to sink a few inches into the sand. He surveyed the area, looking for any hints to why there was no resistance.
"General Wallace!"
Wallace turned around to face Lyn.
"Has anything turned up?"
"No milady."
"Is that so? Maybe we should just proceed…"
"Perhaps… Raven!"
The red haired hero approached Wallace. He had a silver sword sheathed in his shield and a killer axe in his hand.
"Yeah? You want something?"
"Take your group of sellswords and check out the forest. If enemies turn up send a runner or something, y'know anything to alert us."
"Whatever. I can take them."
"That's just for your sake. If you want to battle it out on your own that's fine with us but you won't get a bonus. Now you watch yourself, glory seeker."
"Shut up, old man" Raven said laughing slightly. He turned to his mercenaries.
"All right we're moving out. Get your swords."
The mercenaries bustled about getting their equipment. Soon, they were moving into the forest.
They continued on for a while without anything but later on they came upon a fortress.
Its walls were cracked, its gate wide open and the crenellations were wearing into mere stumps hardly visible against the old wall. It had no defenses save the walls, which did not even seem to be worthy of that term. It seemed abandoned all in all, and too old for anything.
"Search it. Leave no stone unturned." Raven said.
The mercenaries obeyed. They entered the fortress and began searching. They looked into chambers, offices, dungeons and even found a stable.
"Aaaaagggggghhh!"
"What was that?" Raven asked.
A mercenary came out of the fortress to report to raven. "It came from the dungeon, sir."
"All right. Everyone, regroup!" Raven commanded.
Soon, all his mercenaries were back in formation. All except for three of them.
"Hmm. So three are missing. All right. I'll go in and search for them. Five of you, I don't care who, go tell Wallace our location. And if Lucius starts going whacko, tell him I'm fine. Never been better."
Raven proceeded into the abandoned fortress and headed towards a passage which could only lead to the dungeons. He proceeded through the passage and soon enough came upon a smelly prison room. There were cages to each side, backed to the walls and a door across the room. He walked across the room to the door. He opened it and peered slowly inside.
Zephiel stood on the deck looking out across the ocean. The white shoreline of Murond sparkled with the scattered glare from thousands of shells and discarded metal. The enemy camp had been hurriedly evacuated. Their tents were still there and some fires were still smoking.
"Vaida, what do you think they're up to?" asked Zephiel.
"It seems that they're going to ambush us somewhere else. Or they could have gone to warn their main base here." Vaida replied.
"Okay. We'll use their camp as ours for tonight. Have the men search the area for any food left by the enemy when we land."
"Yes, Lord Zephiel" Vaida turned and left, heading below deck.
Pls. R&R.