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Forgot-10 Realms

Chapter Three

"The Legend of Ben Tennyson and the Bracer of Monsters"- Book of collected stories and legends, Author Unknown

Ben had used his aliens with the help of the magics of Rowan and Talindra, to get all of the wagons in usable condition. Or usable for his idea on how to get where they were suppose to go. Lashing all of the wagons which were salvagable, they form something to haul the cargo, the injured and the dead. Once this was in position, Ben looked for the alien which he figured he could use. Hitting the device he called up, "Fasttrack!"

Fasttrack was a feline-like alien with a black and blue colour scheme. His hands, legs and part of his head and chest were blue coloured, with tuffs of spike like fur on his hands and legs. On his cheeks and around his eyes were black fur which tuffed into a point above his skull. The blue fur coming from his head and neck took the shape of a lightning bolt on his chest with the Omnitrix in the centre. His noise were triangluar slits.

Ben took ahold of the caravans and used the strength of Fasttrack, which was greater then XLR8 (who made up with better control at top speed), to lug the wheeled vehicles to superspeed. Within minutes he was charging down the road, not at top speed, but still faster then most animals could have done it. Forest and fields zoomed by as they finally reached the city walls. Then Ben transformed back into his human form, in front of a very surprised City Guard.

"Hello there? We have injured and cargo here." said Ben, as the guard moved to get things checked out.

The head of the caravan moved to show the papers and other information which he had as well as explain the situation to the officials which were to take care of the legal aspects. So Ben looked at Rowan and Talindra to ask the big question, "Where are we?"

"Waterdeep, the City of Splendors. The greatest city in all of Faerun. I just hope we don't get into too much trouble for using up the wish from the Luckblade. I'm guessing it's coming out of our fee." said Talindra as she looked at the huge city.

Ben looked at the city, which while nothing like even the small city of Bellwood which itself was dwarfed by cities like New York or Los Angeles, looked like one of the pictures he had seen of medieval cities in history texts. Which made sense as he seemed to be in a world of dark ages or something. Except it was one from a fantasy novel like Lord of the Rings or something. Which meant most of the stuff which Ben relied on were no longer here. No Sumo Slammers, no tv or video games, no internet... no smoothies or chili fries.

'Great. Now I got to figure out how to live in the place time forgot. I got to make the best of it. At least this place still has cute girls.' He thought as he new that Rowan and Talindra for all their weirdness were cute.

He was also noticing the guards were giving him a closer look over, but then again he figured if he had time travelled to the past or even the future, he might be looked at for having clothes and style which was out of date. Or before the date, whatever you called it when your clothes would not be in style or exist for decades or centuries from now. There was also the little fact he had been an alien before coming to the gates, moving at superspeeds and pulling a couple of wagons.

Yet the guards finally cleared them, after making sure they knew all of the laws which were important for visiters to the city. The one they made sure Ben was told, was not to cause trouble. Ben reflected in his mind, "I don't cause trouble, I just attract it."

As Ben made it to Waterdeep...

The gods had scattered from their meeting with Paradox, to the four corners of the continent. Sending visions and images to their most loyal servants of Ben and his bracer. While their most loyal clerics and heads of the faith were send Avatars which the gods could spare. In matter of hours, the information was shared. Which given the fact the gods had to avoid direct influence, left it to their mortal servants to invent ideas on how to gain the power of the device. Bribes and threats were given in numerous levels.

Every temple in Faerun knew in a short time, even in the city of Waterdeep as Ben made it to the city. Many clerics and wizards were watching him come into the city for the first time.

Back with Ben...

Most of the Caravan had moved on to their own lives, which left Ben to wonder where he should be. Which is why he had just gravitated to Rowan and Talindra as they moved to find lodgings for the night. Which only reminded Ben that he was likely totally pennyless in their world as they likely didn't take anything he had as money. So he was trying to figure out what it was he could do to make money. Likely using the powers of his aliens.

They had arrived by the South Gate and were now in the South Ward of the City. Which was pretty amazing for a city of this type, which seemed to be a mixture of ages in his universe. Which might be explained by the focus on magic in this universe. Still, he had little he could rely on in this universe at the moment.

Rowan spoke, "We're going to help you out Ben. You did save our tails, so we can at least put you up in an inn with us for a couple of days. Until you get yourself on your feet. Do you have any skills you can use to get money?"

"Most of the stuff I was trained for was to be a police officer/superhero. I kick bad guys butt and help people who are in need." commented Ben as he looked at the two women as a lifeline.

"Sounds like an adventurer to us. Most of the same stuff we do. Removing monsters and bandits, getting paid for it in gold and all the loot we can carry. All we have to do is stick around the city for a while and we should be able to get a job. If only passage on the next caravan. Rowan just wanted to get to Waterdeep to check out the Temple to her god Gond here. A sort of pilgramage of the great sites of her faith." said Talindra as she nodded to what Ben had learned was a tiefling.

"Okay." said Ben, still a little confused about these gods. He wondered if it was like Diagon, and would be something he would have to be on the look out for. Or could it even be something more positive then that. It just kept showing him there was more and more which he had to learn on this new world. If he couldn't find his way back home. He wondered if there was such a thing as a library in this city or if he was centuries ahead of something like that. At least a public version of a library.

The place they found was not a inn in the normal understanding Ben had but a tavern with a few rooms to rent to those with the money to spend. Rowan went to work bargaining with the owner to get a room for the three of them for the next couple of days. Which ended up with a bed for the two women and a rolled up matress of straw for Ben on the floor. He left the room to allow the women to change and dress fresh. He had only the clothes on his back, so he would have to find someway of getting clothes when he got the money.

During the negiotation of the room fees, the priestess had managed to get some meals included in the price of the room. Which Ben was eating at the moment. Wanting to stay away from alcohol at the moment, he had a mint water to drink. As well as some sausage, cheese and piece of bread which he was making into a sandwich. The Tavernmaster, as he was called, looked at what Ben was creating and asked, "What are you making?"

"Just a sandwich, you know whatever food and sauce you can put between two pieces of bread or on a bun. It might not be a hamburger but it would taste sorta like it. You want one?" asked Ben as he made up a second sandwich, since this was not his universe he wouldn't be making a paradox or something.

Which the old grizzen man then ate, testing out the taste of the food. Ben just ate his and could feel the salt in the food, 'Guess they hope to make their money back on the drinks. Same stuff restaurants, bars and movie theatres do in my world. Good thing I'm saving my mint water. Maybe I should look into inventing the smoothie... if I can find something to act as a blender in this world. Like something magical or something.'

He soon was interupted by his tiefling and elven companions, who were dressed in different clothing. Even if Rowan was still wearing her armor and sash, which she told him was of religious importance. He still didn't have any clothes to change into, so he was wearing his dirties.

Rowan spoke first, "I have to go in and report to the temple elders here in Waterdeep, tell them of my travels and discoveries. Talindra had offered to look after you in Waterdeep till we can meet back here. She might be able to get you some supplies, like something more to wear then just what's on your back. Even get you adventuring supplies, since that's what you seem to be best suited for in this world. It's alright?"

"Yeah, I guess I have to get use to this world for the short term at least. So see ya later Rowan. Talindra, where are you going to take me?"

Elsewhere...

In the castle built over bubbling lava, filled with weapons and tool, the man with the missing eye was using his magical gemstone eye. He was communicating with a sorceress on the other side of a mystical link, giving orders for her.

"Lady Qimera, I have need of your special skills with mystical crossbreeds. My visions have shown me a technological device from another world filled with monster bloodlines. Bloodlines which could be bred into the monsters of our world, turning them into powerful weapons which could be used to fulfill my goals. Not counting the technology which is contained in this Bracer of Monsters. Which I can adapt into weapons.

I need you to capture the man who holds the Bracer and bring him to me, this is the primary mission I request of you. To pay for the debts you have to me for the payments and materials I have given you for your research. If you can not accomplish the primary mission, I order you to succeed with a secondary mission of collecting as many of the bloodlines within the Bracer as you can for use by the both of us.

Use whatever tools you have or any of the devices which I have in my fortress. The mission of The March will be advance whether we capture this man or not. Which we will, given time and our determination. You are the first step, let us see where it takes us." spoke the man to the figure he could see on the other side of the scrying crystal linked to his magic eye.

The man turn to the lists and papers of his March. The March he had started since his exile from the church of Gond due to his 'heresy'. Due to his divine mission from his god the fools who lead the main church didn't see or understand due to their lack of faith. Thed of Gond, as he has been, had been given the image of technology dominating magic and the world. It was destiny for technology to control all once The March is complete, with Gond as supreme god of all others in the pantheon.

'Which is why I have mastered arcane magic as I did the divine, so as to know and eventually control the enemy. Which is why I have welcomed the uses of Mystra's power, so as to use it to enslave their goddess before the might of the divine Gond.

The first steps must be in gaining power over the lands of Faerun, by force if need be. Using the collective and stockpiles of weapons, armors and as well as tools to equip my armies. As well as equip my enemies with our weapons which are triggered to faulter in their hands at our command.

The nations will be united under The March, the great technological society I see will be made, under my great leadership.' thought Thed, as he hoped his faith in Lady Qimera would be rewarded as he started his first plans. He had learned much from his faith and his masters, the most important is to have plans for the times when your original schemes may fail. He had other tools, other pawns, to use while Qimera was at work.

In a hidden tower in the Western Heartlands...

Lady Qimera stood in front of the mirror which acted as her link to Thed and his March. Useful tools for her desires in life, but ones she had to now repay. She was a half-elf wizardress who was skilled in transmutation magics, allowing her to complete her missions in experimenting in the nature of crossbreeds like herself.

She was a beautiful woman of regal bearings. Smooth pale skin with a hint of blue tint, pointed ears which were longer then a human but shorter then an elf, as well as emerald eyes which conflicted with her crimson hair with strange purple streaks in it. The dress she was wearing was beautiful as it flattered her curvy figure, but it seemed strange from a distance. It was when you got up close, you could see why. The dress was made of stretched and shaped leathers from the skin of a number of different animals. Reptiles, mammals, and others which were not as clear. Bones, ivory as well as pieces of horn were used to decorate the dress. The bones were also used in jewelry she placed on her body, likely enchanted as well.

She moved to a corner of her private room as the top of the tower, which contained a special staircase to the secret which lurked below the tower into the caverns beneath it. She moved quickly down the stairs as she wanted to get to the Pits. She arrived there, which was equal parts animal pens and stables, magical lab as well as slave pits for more... intelligent crossovers.

She was looking for a special monster she had created. A special hound she had crossbred with unique animals... like hellhounds and feyhounds. Then mixed with other predator animals with great senses, plus as few magical spells used in it's creation, the result from the soulhound. An animal which looked similar to a black, extremely hairy hound. Save for retractable claws, two sets of eyes where one set was mammal while the other set was arachnid in form, as well giant bat size ears. Dagger like teeth were in it's mouth, matched the hidden razor claws and dog tail with a scorpion stinger on it.

The hound was so specially bred for hunting and searching for any lifeform, it could sense it merely from the bare scaps of an image. An image which she had recorded in her scrying mirror, which a copy linked to the original existed next to it's pen. She moved the mirror into it's sight and flash the image Thed had created from his vision. She spoke to her beast, "Find the man, puppy. Find him for your mother."

She pulled the lever which would unleash the beast into the world, with it's tracking collar allowing her to sense where the beast would travel. Which was further then it would normally be, as with the creatures she had bred into it, including a being of shadow which would gift her dog with special abilities.

'My puppy will shift into the shadows to cut down all of the time travelling across Faerun, while making sure to keep the scent... as it was. My puppy will be able to cross the surface of Faerun in days, barely becoming fatigued at the time spent tracking. This wielder of the Bracer of Monsters will not be able to hide from my dog. Then I will be able to track him where ever he goes and get my hand on the Bracer.' thought the woman as she began to wonder what kind of monsters would be in the device.

She moved to the pen which contained the number of mongrelmen she had made by mixing the bloodlines of any number of intelligent beings. All of which contained Orc or Goblinoid lineage as their species seemed to have more adaptability to new species being blended with their own.

'So if I an going to add monster blood from the bracer to an intelligent being, I will need the blood of any number of Orcs or Goblins. It is fortunate both of them breed in numbers out of control, especially up in the north. All I have to do collect them so I can use them for my experiments. I have just the pets which I can use to collect them, I just have to let them all out.

Time to figure out how to collect the blood from this technological device. I need some kind of enchanted item to drain the samples from the bracer. I might have a few devices which I have experiment with, which might be useful. I just have to adapt it with the spells in my memory.' thought Qimera, as she moved to the door of the locked cashe of magical items which she had in her lab which might be of use to probe the Bracer of Monsters. Hopefully succeeding.