Chapter 2!
Thank you so much to the few of you that reviewed my story! I must say that I was very excited to think that someone would read it, and especially enjoy it! It just so happens that yesterday in English class I had finished early and began thinking up what I could write next…hope you enjoy it!
Daine grimaced as she looked down at the guard who was a member of the Red Legion. After knocking him out with a fair sized rock on the ground, she had dragged the unconscious soldier into some shrubbery to make him look inconspicuous. Then Daine stripped him of his clothes, and pulled them on over her attire, disguising herself as a guard. >How do I look Zek?> , she asked, while mind-speaking with the marmoset.
>You look almost like the real thing, except you don't fill out the shoulders as much as he did.>
Daine chuckled and made her way to the hall of bones with what she hoped looked to be an air of purpose, as she did not want to be stopped to talk with other gaurds.
The Wildmage stumbled when she began thinking of the immense task she was about to undertake, ignoring the snickers from nearby soldiers, who began to tease the "little boy who did not have control of his feet." It was then that she thought about Numair again, and how much she would, and already missed him. Her mind started to wander when she thought about how happy she would be if she could see him one last time. Daine envisioned him picking her up in his arms, while she inhaled his wonder scent. The fantasy played on and Daine began to tell Numair how much she needed him, when he silenced her with his lips.
All of a sudden Daine was jerked out of reality. What was she thinking! Numair was her teacher, more importantly her friend, not lover! He was in love with Varice, wasn't he? For some reason the woman angered her. What am I thinking! Dreaming that Numair is kissing me, and hating Varice….I'd better get to work!
Upon entering the Hall of Bones, Daine spotted the bull three-horn and began the time consuming process of waking up the fossils to assemble her army.
An hour later, she gazed at the array of prehistoric creatures who all waited for her command. "Friends, there is a human here who has caused me terrible grief. He has taken my friends, dragon, and wants to enslave me. Please, help me get rid of him so I can regain what he has stolen! Will you not help me destroy his palace and riches so we can begin to wash away his filth? I have awoken you for this purpose; will assist me in this task?" Daine paused as she waited for what she hoped would be a nod, gesture, or some form of agreement, but what she got was even better. The skeletons stomped their feet, let out a silent battle roar and began their work.
Daine shook tears from her eyes as she wondered what Numair would have been doing, whether it would have been turning people into trees, or making up some horrible thing to do with her if she was killed. But this time, it had been Numair…and she hadn't even been able to say goodbye. I know I cannot completely avenge your death Numair, but this is hopefully a start!