Chapter Thirteen
By Hdogg
Told By Aly Miko
To the Stones!
Note: Good Day to ye! Welcome back to my world! Please pull up a chair and read. Talk to you at the end! Byebyez!
Disclaimer: Ya know the drill. No…not a drill…I meant I don't own much in this story and that blizzard owns most of it…
Onward to Victory!
~*~*~
I looked at the camp we had arrived in. The same camp. The Rouge Camp. I looked towards the tent where Dan, Stu, Jen, and Dru were. I sighed. It wasn't fair. Dru and Jen had each other and Mo had Larry and Dan fighting over her. I didn't have anyone. Stuart was completely off my list of people I would go out with.
I walked slowly over to the tree in the camp and sat down. I leaned against and closed my eyes. Sleep came upon me like a silent snake and before I knew it, I was in dreamland.
~*~*~
"Ha! Is that all the better you can do?" Yelled a very handsome, young man. The wind blew fiercely all around him and his foe. His wild, black hair waved violently in the wind. He laughed. It rang off the walls of the crumbling cellar.
A sickening woman stood across from the young man. Her hair, matted with blood, waved stiffly in the wind. "You shall die, young sorcerer," Her voice was a mere harsh whisper, "You shall never see daylight again!" She hissed. The young man chuckled and the wind picked up even more. Dust, rotten flesh, and shreds of decaying clothes flew all around the young man and the witch.
The young man raised his plain, wooden staff into the air and stuck his other hand in front of him, facing the witch. "Your time is short, Countess. You are to die at my hands! YOU SHALL NEVER HARM ANTOHER INNOCENT CHILD AGAIN!" As his voice raised, so did the wind. He whispered ancient words of magic and flame erupted in the wind. The wind and flame swirled around the Countess, burning her into nothingness. The wind died and everything fell to the ground. "Never again, will you harm another living being…" The young man picked up the gold and left. The wind died and everything became silent.
~*~*~
I woke up with a start. I didn't notice I had fallen asleep. I wondered who the young man was in my dream. He was so cute. I sighed and stretched. My legs and arms hurt from the position I had slept in. I stood up and looked around. Mo was sleeping, leaning against Larry's muscular arm. He was watching the sun setting. 'Lucky little twit…' I wished I had someone that cared for me like Larry and Dan did for her. I shook my head and walked towards Akara's tent.
There was an argument about something in the tent. It sounded like Dan was mad about something and he and Kashya were yelled at each other. I walked in into the tent and was greeted by the two yelling maniacs.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M NOT A SUITABLE LEADER!" Yelled Dan at the rouge captain.
"You heard me, you little brat, you're to young and inexperienced to be a suitable leader to lead these other children into battle at Tristram." Said Kashya.
"Now, now," Said Akara stepping in between the two hot-headed people. "The young Paladin is a good leader. He has slain the Tree Lord and has proven he is a good leader under many circumstances." Kashya opened her mouth but Akara waved her hand and Kashya shut her mouth and just glared at Dan. "Yes, he may be young but he's the best leader they have the moment." Kashya glared at Dan but stayed quiet. "Do you understand what you must do, young one?" She asked Dan. He nodded. "Good you may go." He walked out.
"Guess I didn't miss much…" But I was wrong because once I stepped out of the tent a whole new conflict occurred. This time Larry verse Dan. "How lovely…"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Demanded Dan.
"Resting and you?" Asked Larry. "And stay quiet please. She's sleeping." Dan glared at Larry. The murderous look appeared back across his face. Dan stormed away this time. He was getting weird when Larry was with Mo. You told never tell with those people.
"Hey Stu, what day is it?" I asked as Stu prepared dinner. He stirred the stew he was making in the large pot.
"It's March 13th. It's the 13th or 14th day we've been here." He replied testing his stew. "Hmm…Tasty."
"Hmm…We've been here for 2 weeks…" I said to myself. I wasn't hungry. Walking to the entrance of the camp, I looked out across the moor. "And to think I thought this was only game…" I stood there, leaning against the wall, till it was pitch black. My thoughts were cluttered and I didn't really think about anything. I left my post and walked over to the fire.
Jen was leaning against Dru and was half asleep. The twit was still dead to the world, leaning against Larry while Dan sat on the other side of her. Dan and Larry were in a glaring contest again. Stuart was watching the stars. I sighed and sat down next to him.
"Hey there." He said. "Don't you think it's strange that the stars and moon look the same as ours and yet they aren't?"
I looked up the sky and I saw what he meant, "Yeah, I do but you know it's just a game made by a human mind."
"Oh, I don't know. It's seems to be its own world not a man-made one. Look about you. Everything is the same as the game yet it's different."
"Perhaps…" I did look around and realized that he was right. It was like our world and the game but it was different in ways that you had to look for. My eyes grew heavy. I was starting to nod off. I got up and moved over to a log to lean against. I sat down, closed my eyes, and was dead to the world, for the second time that day.
~*~*~
Dream
The young man wandered around in the wilderness of the Black Marsh. He had killed the Countess and was on his way back to collect his reward. He didn't encounter much, to his disappointment. He was bored and wanted something to do.
He stopped for a rest and sat down under a tree. "Hmm…It's a nice day. Very boring though." He pulled out some meat and started to eat it. His eyes swept the marsh as he watched for monsters. "It's a highly tedious day…" He sat around doing nothing interesting. After he was done resting, he stood up and stretched.
It was hot and he took off his long sleeved shirt. "How'd it get so hot…" Sweat glistened off his muscles. He wasn't bulky or wiry. Just somewhere in between. He stuffed his shirt into his pack and slung it over his shoulder. He grabbed his staff and headed out.
He walked some ways before reaching a way point. He stepped upon it and yelled out Rouge Encampment and disappeared.
~*~*~
I woke up with a start. The man was coming to the Rouge camp or was I just dreaming it? Was I going insane or something? I shook my head. It was still dark but the sun was raising. Perhaps what I saw was a version of the future and yet again perhaps it was just my imaganation. I sat up. Everyone was where I left them before I entered dream land.
'Perhaps I should just walk around…' The day was unusually hot all ready. I wandered around the camp aimlessly. 'I guess it's time we rescue Cain. Poor dude.'
No one else woke up until about two hours after I did. Dan was up first like usual followed Stu, who started to make breakfast. Jen and Dru woke up about the same time. Jen pulled out her book again and started reading it. Dru went to talk to Dan for some reason. Mo was completely oblivious to the world. She'd most likely stay like that until food was served. Same thing with Larry too.
Dan appeared and announced to those awake, "We're leaving in three hours. Someone wake up Mo and Larry. How's the food coming along, Stu?"
"Excellent, ol' bean." Replied Stuart, testing his soup.
"Good," Dan said walking off to wake up Larry. I walked around doing nothing, since there was nothing to do. I did wonder about my dream though. It seemed so real and yet it seemed to like one of the fantasies I dream up. Time passed in a sluggish, dull pace. Three hours seemed like three days but the time came for us to leave.
"I don't wanna go…I wanna sleep…" Whined Mo. She shouldered her pack. "Please…I don't wanna go…"
'Whiney sorceress…' I thought. "I don't want to either, twit, but if I have to go then I'm taking someone along on this trip misery."
"You're just so nice, Aly." Mumbled Mo.
"Yes, I know." I replied, picking up my backpack. I decided to leave my bow and arrows in the camp and just use my new lance. It was hot but there was at least a slight breeze. I brushed my long hair out of my face as we prepared to ship off.
"C'mon, you two. Lets get going." Said Dan, dragging Mo to the way point.
"But I don't wanna go…" She whined.
"Yes I know you don't. I just want to go home." He stepped onto the way point with Mo and shouted 'Stony Field' and they disappeared in a flash. "I'll go next, I guess." No one objected. I stood on the way point and shouted 'Stony Field'. I felt myself being pulled into the way point.
The way point was different experience from the town portals. If you weren't precise with what you said, you could end up anywhere. Which would be scary. To be lost in an unknown land with no way to get out.
I arrived at the Stony Field. Mo was complaining let usual while the others came. I looked about and saw the stones. From a distance they still looked big.
"Lets go!" Yelled Larry. His bulky form ran towards the stones.
"RUN AWAY BARBARIAN!" Yelled Mo running after Larry. Her silly grin had returned.
"Here we go again…" Said Dan shaking his head as he followed Larry and Mo. Dru and Jen looked at each other and smiled. They dashed off towards the stones. Stuart was busy resurrecting stuff, so I left. I walked. Why ran when you can walk?
When I arrived, Rakanishu was dead, thankfully. I didn't feel like battling. Stuart was reading the scroll trying to the stones in order. He kept messing it up though. Every time he did, he had to repeat all over. Apparently he wasn't smart as he seemed.
"GRAH! I GIVE UP! STUPID STONES!" He growled.
I rolled my eyes, "Boys…" I walked up and picked the dropped scroll. "Let me." The process was left, right, top, bottom right, and then bottom left. The portal opened. "Gee…I must be a genesis."
Mo looked at me, "Hey, are you feeling okay?"
I grumbled, "Yeah, I'm fine."
Mo backed away, "Okay…" She scampered off to Dan.
Dan turned to face us, "All right, here's the scoop. We need to split into two groups. Jen, Dru, Mo and Aly in one. Larry, Me, and Stu in the other. Is that all right with everyone?"
"Yup!" Mo said happily.
"Whatever," I shrugged. The others agreed by nodding. Dan gave me a funny look. "What?"
"Nothing…" He said turning away. He wisphered something to Mo and she shrugged. The others walked though the portal. I was left staring at by myself.
'Why am I acting the way I am…' I wondered. 'Was I jealous of the twit and Jen? Or was there something else bugging me…' My thoughts wandered the young man in my dreams. I sighed. 'I better get moving before they worry about me…' I walked though the red portal.
~*~*~
What's going to happen to our hero's in Tristram? IS Aly jealous of Mo and Jen? And who is this mysterious stranger in Aly's dreams. Only time will tell in this heroic tale of love and hate.
~*~*~
Note: Hmm…I was hoping to have Aly tell the story of the battle in Tristram but apparently my brain didn't wanna continue after she entered the portal. All well. I wonder who this cute dude is in Aly's dreams…
BTW, I think its my turn to the story for a bit.
By Hdogg
Told By Aly Miko
To the Stones!
Note: Good Day to ye! Welcome back to my world! Please pull up a chair and read. Talk to you at the end! Byebyez!
Disclaimer: Ya know the drill. No…not a drill…I meant I don't own much in this story and that blizzard owns most of it…
Onward to Victory!
~*~*~
I looked at the camp we had arrived in. The same camp. The Rouge Camp. I looked towards the tent where Dan, Stu, Jen, and Dru were. I sighed. It wasn't fair. Dru and Jen had each other and Mo had Larry and Dan fighting over her. I didn't have anyone. Stuart was completely off my list of people I would go out with.
I walked slowly over to the tree in the camp and sat down. I leaned against and closed my eyes. Sleep came upon me like a silent snake and before I knew it, I was in dreamland.
~*~*~
"Ha! Is that all the better you can do?" Yelled a very handsome, young man. The wind blew fiercely all around him and his foe. His wild, black hair waved violently in the wind. He laughed. It rang off the walls of the crumbling cellar.
A sickening woman stood across from the young man. Her hair, matted with blood, waved stiffly in the wind. "You shall die, young sorcerer," Her voice was a mere harsh whisper, "You shall never see daylight again!" She hissed. The young man chuckled and the wind picked up even more. Dust, rotten flesh, and shreds of decaying clothes flew all around the young man and the witch.
The young man raised his plain, wooden staff into the air and stuck his other hand in front of him, facing the witch. "Your time is short, Countess. You are to die at my hands! YOU SHALL NEVER HARM ANTOHER INNOCENT CHILD AGAIN!" As his voice raised, so did the wind. He whispered ancient words of magic and flame erupted in the wind. The wind and flame swirled around the Countess, burning her into nothingness. The wind died and everything fell to the ground. "Never again, will you harm another living being…" The young man picked up the gold and left. The wind died and everything became silent.
~*~*~
I woke up with a start. I didn't notice I had fallen asleep. I wondered who the young man was in my dream. He was so cute. I sighed and stretched. My legs and arms hurt from the position I had slept in. I stood up and looked around. Mo was sleeping, leaning against Larry's muscular arm. He was watching the sun setting. 'Lucky little twit…' I wished I had someone that cared for me like Larry and Dan did for her. I shook my head and walked towards Akara's tent.
There was an argument about something in the tent. It sounded like Dan was mad about something and he and Kashya were yelled at each other. I walked in into the tent and was greeted by the two yelling maniacs.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M NOT A SUITABLE LEADER!" Yelled Dan at the rouge captain.
"You heard me, you little brat, you're to young and inexperienced to be a suitable leader to lead these other children into battle at Tristram." Said Kashya.
"Now, now," Said Akara stepping in between the two hot-headed people. "The young Paladin is a good leader. He has slain the Tree Lord and has proven he is a good leader under many circumstances." Kashya opened her mouth but Akara waved her hand and Kashya shut her mouth and just glared at Dan. "Yes, he may be young but he's the best leader they have the moment." Kashya glared at Dan but stayed quiet. "Do you understand what you must do, young one?" She asked Dan. He nodded. "Good you may go." He walked out.
"Guess I didn't miss much…" But I was wrong because once I stepped out of the tent a whole new conflict occurred. This time Larry verse Dan. "How lovely…"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Demanded Dan.
"Resting and you?" Asked Larry. "And stay quiet please. She's sleeping." Dan glared at Larry. The murderous look appeared back across his face. Dan stormed away this time. He was getting weird when Larry was with Mo. You told never tell with those people.
"Hey Stu, what day is it?" I asked as Stu prepared dinner. He stirred the stew he was making in the large pot.
"It's March 13th. It's the 13th or 14th day we've been here." He replied testing his stew. "Hmm…Tasty."
"Hmm…We've been here for 2 weeks…" I said to myself. I wasn't hungry. Walking to the entrance of the camp, I looked out across the moor. "And to think I thought this was only game…" I stood there, leaning against the wall, till it was pitch black. My thoughts were cluttered and I didn't really think about anything. I left my post and walked over to the fire.
Jen was leaning against Dru and was half asleep. The twit was still dead to the world, leaning against Larry while Dan sat on the other side of her. Dan and Larry were in a glaring contest again. Stuart was watching the stars. I sighed and sat down next to him.
"Hey there." He said. "Don't you think it's strange that the stars and moon look the same as ours and yet they aren't?"
I looked up the sky and I saw what he meant, "Yeah, I do but you know it's just a game made by a human mind."
"Oh, I don't know. It's seems to be its own world not a man-made one. Look about you. Everything is the same as the game yet it's different."
"Perhaps…" I did look around and realized that he was right. It was like our world and the game but it was different in ways that you had to look for. My eyes grew heavy. I was starting to nod off. I got up and moved over to a log to lean against. I sat down, closed my eyes, and was dead to the world, for the second time that day.
~*~*~
Dream
The young man wandered around in the wilderness of the Black Marsh. He had killed the Countess and was on his way back to collect his reward. He didn't encounter much, to his disappointment. He was bored and wanted something to do.
He stopped for a rest and sat down under a tree. "Hmm…It's a nice day. Very boring though." He pulled out some meat and started to eat it. His eyes swept the marsh as he watched for monsters. "It's a highly tedious day…" He sat around doing nothing interesting. After he was done resting, he stood up and stretched.
It was hot and he took off his long sleeved shirt. "How'd it get so hot…" Sweat glistened off his muscles. He wasn't bulky or wiry. Just somewhere in between. He stuffed his shirt into his pack and slung it over his shoulder. He grabbed his staff and headed out.
He walked some ways before reaching a way point. He stepped upon it and yelled out Rouge Encampment and disappeared.
~*~*~
I woke up with a start. The man was coming to the Rouge camp or was I just dreaming it? Was I going insane or something? I shook my head. It was still dark but the sun was raising. Perhaps what I saw was a version of the future and yet again perhaps it was just my imaganation. I sat up. Everyone was where I left them before I entered dream land.
'Perhaps I should just walk around…' The day was unusually hot all ready. I wandered around the camp aimlessly. 'I guess it's time we rescue Cain. Poor dude.'
No one else woke up until about two hours after I did. Dan was up first like usual followed Stu, who started to make breakfast. Jen and Dru woke up about the same time. Jen pulled out her book again and started reading it. Dru went to talk to Dan for some reason. Mo was completely oblivious to the world. She'd most likely stay like that until food was served. Same thing with Larry too.
Dan appeared and announced to those awake, "We're leaving in three hours. Someone wake up Mo and Larry. How's the food coming along, Stu?"
"Excellent, ol' bean." Replied Stuart, testing his soup.
"Good," Dan said walking off to wake up Larry. I walked around doing nothing, since there was nothing to do. I did wonder about my dream though. It seemed so real and yet it seemed to like one of the fantasies I dream up. Time passed in a sluggish, dull pace. Three hours seemed like three days but the time came for us to leave.
"I don't wanna go…I wanna sleep…" Whined Mo. She shouldered her pack. "Please…I don't wanna go…"
'Whiney sorceress…' I thought. "I don't want to either, twit, but if I have to go then I'm taking someone along on this trip misery."
"You're just so nice, Aly." Mumbled Mo.
"Yes, I know." I replied, picking up my backpack. I decided to leave my bow and arrows in the camp and just use my new lance. It was hot but there was at least a slight breeze. I brushed my long hair out of my face as we prepared to ship off.
"C'mon, you two. Lets get going." Said Dan, dragging Mo to the way point.
"But I don't wanna go…" She whined.
"Yes I know you don't. I just want to go home." He stepped onto the way point with Mo and shouted 'Stony Field' and they disappeared in a flash. "I'll go next, I guess." No one objected. I stood on the way point and shouted 'Stony Field'. I felt myself being pulled into the way point.
The way point was different experience from the town portals. If you weren't precise with what you said, you could end up anywhere. Which would be scary. To be lost in an unknown land with no way to get out.
I arrived at the Stony Field. Mo was complaining let usual while the others came. I looked about and saw the stones. From a distance they still looked big.
"Lets go!" Yelled Larry. His bulky form ran towards the stones.
"RUN AWAY BARBARIAN!" Yelled Mo running after Larry. Her silly grin had returned.
"Here we go again…" Said Dan shaking his head as he followed Larry and Mo. Dru and Jen looked at each other and smiled. They dashed off towards the stones. Stuart was busy resurrecting stuff, so I left. I walked. Why ran when you can walk?
When I arrived, Rakanishu was dead, thankfully. I didn't feel like battling. Stuart was reading the scroll trying to the stones in order. He kept messing it up though. Every time he did, he had to repeat all over. Apparently he wasn't smart as he seemed.
"GRAH! I GIVE UP! STUPID STONES!" He growled.
I rolled my eyes, "Boys…" I walked up and picked the dropped scroll. "Let me." The process was left, right, top, bottom right, and then bottom left. The portal opened. "Gee…I must be a genesis."
Mo looked at me, "Hey, are you feeling okay?"
I grumbled, "Yeah, I'm fine."
Mo backed away, "Okay…" She scampered off to Dan.
Dan turned to face us, "All right, here's the scoop. We need to split into two groups. Jen, Dru, Mo and Aly in one. Larry, Me, and Stu in the other. Is that all right with everyone?"
"Yup!" Mo said happily.
"Whatever," I shrugged. The others agreed by nodding. Dan gave me a funny look. "What?"
"Nothing…" He said turning away. He wisphered something to Mo and she shrugged. The others walked though the portal. I was left staring at by myself.
'Why am I acting the way I am…' I wondered. 'Was I jealous of the twit and Jen? Or was there something else bugging me…' My thoughts wandered the young man in my dreams. I sighed. 'I better get moving before they worry about me…' I walked though the red portal.
~*~*~
What's going to happen to our hero's in Tristram? IS Aly jealous of Mo and Jen? And who is this mysterious stranger in Aly's dreams. Only time will tell in this heroic tale of love and hate.
~*~*~
Note: Hmm…I was hoping to have Aly tell the story of the battle in Tristram but apparently my brain didn't wanna continue after she entered the portal. All well. I wonder who this cute dude is in Aly's dreams…
BTW, I think its my turn to the story for a bit.