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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4130478" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Herald of the Yellow King - Part 5a: The King in Yellow</strong></p><p></p><p>The main door was open, with light and the sounds of merriment spilling out into the night. Once inside, a portcullis dropped down, followed by the main castle door slamming shut.</p><p></p><p>“The fate of the Duchy of Moratavia is now in our hands,” said Dril.</p><p></p><p>As the warmth of the castle welcomed them, the strangeness of it was oddly repulsive. The ceilings vaulted thirty feet above them. The stonework was mostly black, and everywhere yellow candles flickered, casting a haunting illumination. </p><p></p><p>“This hall is definitely larger than I remembered,” said Vlad. </p><p></p><p>Suddenly, mist erupted from a wall. It swirled and caressed like a living thing, soundlessly moving over the stone. When it cleared moments later, the wall became an archway.</p><p></p><p>“Let me guess,” said Kham, “that’s our invitation.”</p><p></p><p>Vlad entered and his companions followed. Beyond the archway lay a spiral stairway leading upwards into a tower. Hanging on either side of the archway were a pair of heraldic banners. Their dimensions and quality denoted that they were the banners of a king. A single, enormous Yellow Sign was in the center of each banner, contrasting with the rich sable material.</p><p></p><p>“Welcome back!” called a merry voice from behind them.</p><p></p><p>Kham spun, both pistols leveled at…a jester in a yellow mask.</p><p></p><p>The jester’s clothing was rich and parti-colored in black and gold, decorated with jingle bells. He wore a hat with three long tips and his shoes were curled upwards at the toe.</p><p></p><p>“Clowns.” Kham didn’t lower his pistols. “Why did it have to be clowns?”</p><p></p><p>“Oh, you’ll get used to things like that,” said the jester. “Please, follow me. The King wishes to see you. I’m to guide you to the feast hall, otherwise you might get lost. And we can’t have that now, can we?”</p><p></p><p>“No,” said Ilmarė slowly. “We can’t have that.”</p><p></p><p>The jester led them along a winding course, up and down stairways, across halls, and around several turns. As he pranced ahead of them, the jester chatted about the acts and courses of the feast they missed. “The best has yet to come. You arrived just in time!”</p><p></p><p>“Can you hear that?” Ilmarė cocked her head to listen.</p><p></p><p>It soon became apparent that the sound traveled throughout the castle, echoing from everywhere and nowhere at once. They could hear carols, musical numbers, singers and choirs, toasts and laughter, even the stamping of dancing feet. </p><p></p><p>“Young Cael,” shouted Adolphos’ herald, “Bard of Lost Carcosa.”</p><p></p><p>The jester leaped up and down, clapping his hands. “Oh he’s my favorite! Have you heard his story yet? It’s the rage all over the kingdom.”</p><p></p><p>“Ah, crap,” said Kham. </p><p></p><p>“No?” asked the jester. “Well, you’re going to love it, I promise you. Hurry now, if we move quickly we can get there in time for the end!”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4130478, member: 3285"] [b]Herald of the Yellow King - Part 5a: The King in Yellow[/b] The main door was open, with light and the sounds of merriment spilling out into the night. Once inside, a portcullis dropped down, followed by the main castle door slamming shut. “The fate of the Duchy of Moratavia is now in our hands,” said Dril. As the warmth of the castle welcomed them, the strangeness of it was oddly repulsive. The ceilings vaulted thirty feet above them. The stonework was mostly black, and everywhere yellow candles flickered, casting a haunting illumination. “This hall is definitely larger than I remembered,” said Vlad. Suddenly, mist erupted from a wall. It swirled and caressed like a living thing, soundlessly moving over the stone. When it cleared moments later, the wall became an archway. “Let me guess,” said Kham, “that’s our invitation.” Vlad entered and his companions followed. Beyond the archway lay a spiral stairway leading upwards into a tower. Hanging on either side of the archway were a pair of heraldic banners. Their dimensions and quality denoted that they were the banners of a king. A single, enormous Yellow Sign was in the center of each banner, contrasting with the rich sable material. “Welcome back!” called a merry voice from behind them. Kham spun, both pistols leveled at…a jester in a yellow mask. The jester’s clothing was rich and parti-colored in black and gold, decorated with jingle bells. He wore a hat with three long tips and his shoes were curled upwards at the toe. “Clowns.” Kham didn’t lower his pistols. “Why did it have to be clowns?” “Oh, you’ll get used to things like that,” said the jester. “Please, follow me. The King wishes to see you. I’m to guide you to the feast hall, otherwise you might get lost. And we can’t have that now, can we?” “No,” said Ilmarė slowly. “We can’t have that.” The jester led them along a winding course, up and down stairways, across halls, and around several turns. As he pranced ahead of them, the jester chatted about the acts and courses of the feast they missed. “The best has yet to come. You arrived just in time!” “Can you hear that?” Ilmarė cocked her head to listen. It soon became apparent that the sound traveled throughout the castle, echoing from everywhere and nowhere at once. They could hear carols, musical numbers, singers and choirs, toasts and laughter, even the stamping of dancing feet. “Young Cael,” shouted Adolphos’ herald, “Bard of Lost Carcosa.” The jester leaped up and down, clapping his hands. “Oh he’s my favorite! Have you heard his story yet? It’s the rage all over the kingdom.” “Ah, crap,” said Kham. “No?” asked the jester. “Well, you’re going to love it, I promise you. Hurry now, if we move quickly we can get there in time for the end!” [/QUOTE]
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