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<blockquote data-quote="Spider_Jerusalem" data-source="post: 2361147" data-attributes="member: 5507"><p><span style="font-size: 18px">A Chronicle of Ice, Luck and Honour</span></p><p><span style="color: RoyalBlue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><strong>Chapter 8: Red is the Colour</strong></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: RoyalBlue"><strong>"For Robar!"</strong></span></p><p></p><p>Torious watched the priest die. A draining sadness pierced through the Aasimar as he thought of every being felled by Robar would have endured this very same fate. <em>How many more lives will be extinguished to appease this fiery god?</em> </p><p></p><p>Torious gently closed the crusted eyelids, whispering a prayer to ease the murdered soul into the next life. The aasimar then stood and drew <em>Freedom’s Edge</em>.</p><p>“Thalin. Milo. We are to take those knights in the village alive.” Torious clenched his mailed fist in a sudden burst of rage, “I swear to bring the sword of justice to Robar, even if I must chase him through the Nine Hells and back. He shall not escape my wrath.”</p><p></p><p>Torious spun on his heel to glare at Mikka with an almost level hatred.</p><p>“And <u>you</u>. You shall stay here.”</p><p>“As you command, oh illuminated one,” remarked Mikka, sitting himself down and resting his back against the charred stake as Torious stalked purposefully towards the village. Thalin followed. </p><p></p><p>Milo threw a look back at Mikka. He checked that the others weren't looking, then struck a ridiculously dramatic pose, imitating the grand movements of Torious. Mikka started to laugh like a baby hyena as Milo turned and scurried after his companions.</p><p></p><p>- - - - - - - - - -</p><p></p><p>After quickly discussing the words of the dying cleric, and agreeing that they should be on the lookout for this “woman in red”, the three heroes advanced cautiously through the trees towards the village. The stench of smoke lay heavy as Milo crept forwards, his crossbow levelled. Ahead of the companions, the village came into view. The few small houses were burnt shells, trails of smoke from the ruins drew lazy charcoal smears in the sky.</p><p></p><p>“Alive,” hissed Torious as he saw the eager halfling sight the two knights, who had dismounted and begun to nonchalantly sift through the smouldering remains of a village house.</p><p></p><p>Milo detached silently from the tree line and like a shadow, drifted from one wall to the next. He circled out of view of the two knights. Thalin began to summon arcane energies forth, his brow knotted in concentration as he left the last words unspoken.</p><p></p><p>Torious stepped out from the trees with his crossbow levelled, then called out, “Defilers! Lay down your swords.”</p><p></p><p>The knights turn promptly as they heard the voice, their half plate glinting in the embers of the burning town. One knight wavered for a moment, his young face uncertain. The other reacted lightning fast. Dropping to a crouch, he dashed forwards, his longsword drawn.</p><p>“For Robar!” bellowed the man as he charged.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Spider_Jerusalem, post: 2361147, member: 5507"] [SIZE=5]A Chronicle of Ice, Luck and Honour[/SIZE] [COLOR=RoyalBlue][SIZE=4][B]Chapter 8: Red is the Colour[/B][/SIZE][/COLOR] [COLOR=RoyalBlue][B]"For Robar!"[/B][/COLOR] Torious watched the priest die. A draining sadness pierced through the Aasimar as he thought of every being felled by Robar would have endured this very same fate. [I]How many more lives will be extinguished to appease this fiery god?[/I] Torious gently closed the crusted eyelids, whispering a prayer to ease the murdered soul into the next life. The aasimar then stood and drew [I]Freedom’s Edge[/I]. “Thalin. Milo. We are to take those knights in the village alive.” Torious clenched his mailed fist in a sudden burst of rage, “I swear to bring the sword of justice to Robar, even if I must chase him through the Nine Hells and back. He shall not escape my wrath.” Torious spun on his heel to glare at Mikka with an almost level hatred. “And [U]you[/U]. You shall stay here.” “As you command, oh illuminated one,” remarked Mikka, sitting himself down and resting his back against the charred stake as Torious stalked purposefully towards the village. Thalin followed. Milo threw a look back at Mikka. He checked that the others weren't looking, then struck a ridiculously dramatic pose, imitating the grand movements of Torious. Mikka started to laugh like a baby hyena as Milo turned and scurried after his companions. - - - - - - - - - - After quickly discussing the words of the dying cleric, and agreeing that they should be on the lookout for this “woman in red”, the three heroes advanced cautiously through the trees towards the village. The stench of smoke lay heavy as Milo crept forwards, his crossbow levelled. Ahead of the companions, the village came into view. The few small houses were burnt shells, trails of smoke from the ruins drew lazy charcoal smears in the sky. “Alive,” hissed Torious as he saw the eager halfling sight the two knights, who had dismounted and begun to nonchalantly sift through the smouldering remains of a village house. Milo detached silently from the tree line and like a shadow, drifted from one wall to the next. He circled out of view of the two knights. Thalin began to summon arcane energies forth, his brow knotted in concentration as he left the last words unspoken. Torious stepped out from the trees with his crossbow levelled, then called out, “Defilers! Lay down your swords.” The knights turn promptly as they heard the voice, their half plate glinting in the embers of the burning town. One knight wavered for a moment, his young face uncertain. The other reacted lightning fast. Dropping to a crouch, he dashed forwards, his longsword drawn. “For Robar!” bellowed the man as he charged. [/QUOTE]
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