Author's note- Now,just so we know, does anyone actually knowwho Solomon Kane is? Read this anyway, I need as many people on my side to prevent the ruining of it by New Line cinema
That night the recently dubbed "Lyndis' Legion" came upon an abandoned castle. " We should spend the night here" said Mark, and the group entered the derelict building. No sooner than they entered Sain noticed a woman, she told of her situation: her husband named Dorcas went looking for work so he could pay for medical treatment on a bad leg, he was gone a long time so she went searching for him. Everyone saw a picture she drew of him, and they promised to help him if they see him "Someone needs to keep watch, otherwise more bandits could come and kill us in our sleep" advised Kent. Solomon Kane volunteered first watch, he took a seat by the front entrance prepared for whatever headed his way. "Be cautious, if bandits do arrive, they will cut you down without hesitation, they are ruthless, they have no mercy, they feel no fear" warned Lyn, but the puritan's skills as a warrior were legendary where he came from, so he reassured her "Servants of evil curse my name in my land, I can defend this place, for I too, feel no fear." Such was Solomon Kane, for he always felt a drive to persevere in the name of good, he never ran from a fight, nor turned down a battle against evildoers, no matter the cost. Everyone went to sleep after an hour or so, while Kane stood watch, alert for any activity. Solomon's mind drifted onto his situation, a lord's granddaughter, surely she would have the resources to hunt this Nergal person, once she got there. That Sain, a knight who seemed a bit promiscuous, at least he tries to be, he did not appear successful. Mark, the leader, his strategic intelligence is unknown as Solomon witnessed him once, and that was a fray of a battle that ended in five minutes, maybe he will prove himself in another battle, thought Kane. Then Solomon heard a sound, an intruder he thought, he unsholstered his heavy pistol in preparation, a shot would wake everyone, and halt the intruder. He heard the interloper step closer, he was just around the corner, the puritan rushed out at the... ally? He looked carefully at the person, who shook nervously in reaction to Kane's pistol. The puritan lowered his weapon when he recognized the believed intruder as the woman he saved the previous afternoon "what do you want?" Florina took in a breath as if to speak but Solomon cut her short when he heard real opponents approaching, ten maybe twenty men Kane heard outside the building "warn the others, there will be an attack soon" Florina rushed to her friend Lyn and in a moment everyone awakened, Mark appeared and yelled out his orders " I want Sain and Kent by the main entrance, Will at the side wall, Florina stay by Natalie, Lyn at the east side entrance and Kane, you go get the leader. Go!" Solomon Kane was a man of action, but he knew the importance of waiting for the right moment to attack, he stood at the main entrance prepared for when a path between himself and the leader could be made. He watched as Kent and Sain slashed at rows of axemen with their swords. Solomon saw his opportunity to move and took it, he darted forth like a man possessed out of the old castle until he stood no more than ten feet from the gang leader, the puritan raised his pistol and fired at the enemy. A silence followed the roar of Kane's heavy flintlock pistol as the remnants of the gang fled the scene.
Everyone in Lyndis's Legion welcomed the return of sleep, except for Kent and Sain whose turns it was to watch the rest of the night. Solomon wondered for a moment what that Florina girl needed to say to him, but even he must sleep sometime. That morning most of the group begged Mark for just a few more minutes but they had little time, the group must use every available minute of daylight said Mark, and they moved on. It became noon when they reached the Lycian border, now it was only a matter of days before Caelin. The thought pleased the members of the group until that hope got severed when a few brigands arrived. "Persistent little bastards aren't they?" said Mark "No matter, they get the same fate as their comrades. We move ahead as a group, destroy at will." Solomon Kane followed Mark's orders, the puritan witnessed the night before that the man had great intelligence, but when Kane heard a scream, off in the woods opposite them, so he must check them. He ran to the source, a girl in white robes with pink pigtailed hair stood on the side while a man in a red cloak held off a bandit by waving his hand in a way that created fire. This magic, the puritan thought, manipulates nature, it may appear godless, but this is not the magician he searched for. After all, N'longa spoke to him of prevalent magical forces here, so Kane did not judge this person, instead he helped the red cloaked man combat his foe. When the brigand fell the voice Solomon heard that got him there made herself known "Why does stuff like this follow us? This is so annoying, who are you? The bandits attacked us 'cause they think we work with you." Whined the pink haired girl looking in the puritan's direction "My group came here to-" "Erky, be a good bodyguard and fight the rest of them." the girl cut off Kane before he tried to explain his situation, so he just sighed and went back to the main battle. "Come back here, you didn't tell me your name" yelled the girl, but Solomon already reached the main fray of battle. Kane's rapier struck bandits as they rose against him, the blade of Devonshire fought with great vigor today, eventually to the leader of this group of bandits. The puritan unsheathed his dirk, and cut into the man's skull. "I'm starting to enjoy having you in my army more and more Kane" said Mark, "but you really should let others in on the fun." "Sorry, I am used to working alone." Solomon said quietly, just then Lyn approached them. "These two helped us, said they got in because of some confusion and-" Lyn got cut off just as Solomon did by the pink haired girl "HE'S in your army! He turned his back on me. ME!" "I take it your friend here is royalty... Erk is it?" Mark the tactician said. "In one way or another yes, but right now she's a cleric. She hired me to escort her to Ostia, her name's Serra by the way." "So, you going in that direction?" Mark said "Yes, anything you need before we go?" "My archer got a hit to the left arm, think she can heal him?" Serra waved her staff at Wil and the wound on his arm disappeared. This magic preserves the flesh, she must be fundamentally good to use it she said, pondered Solomon Kane. At least the whining will stop when she leaves, but still, a good medic might help, thought Solomon.
That thought returned to him when Sain told to Mark that Serra and Erk are staying with the group. "Just so it's out, I'll help anyone but HIM." Serra pointed her staff angrily at the puritan "Bet you miss Devonshore or wherever you came from already" "I'm a wanderer, I just search for people who need my help, and it's called Devonshire, I do miss it though." "Shire, not shore, got it. We should be reaching Araphen soon." Mark said as the scene of the previous battle shrank away.