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<blockquote data-quote="Taladas" data-source="post: 750188" data-attributes="member: 448"><p>Taladas vs. Speaker</p><p></p><p> The wild boar was no challenge. He simply ran, pushed on by chasers. He ran driven by fear down the trail and right towards me. I rested on the overhanging branch with the spear in my right hand. I heard and then saw him coming. His gait was ungainly and clumsy, very different from the boars I usually hunt. I sent a small prayer for forgiveness and then speared him right through the heart. Swinging down from the tree, I saw him stagger for a few steps and then collapse. I heard his last breath and tears fell down my face. I had hunted countless boar and other animals but this boar was like no other. His name was Silas and he was a human magically transformed into a boar. He had stolen from Charzigne, the wizard who rules this land. Charzigne delights in punishment. He laughed as he polymorphed Silas into a boar. He had ordered us to hunt him down and kill him. I picked Silas up and carried him back to the village (pic #1). No one even looked at me on the way back. </p><p></p><p> Charzigne had ordered that I bring back Silas’ body for his examination. But first I had to march though the village to let all see, what happens to those who would steal from Charzigne. My fellow hunters quickly dispersed into the village leaving me alone to walk through the town square. I trudged in silence afraid to look up, knowing that they all knew that I had killed him. I was almost out when I heard her. Elaine, Silas’ wife, was wailing. Her hysterical sobbing tore at me like a cat of nine tails, shredding my beleaguered soul. A rock was thrown, hitting my face and knocking me over. I hit the ground dazed. Several other rocks were thrown, most missing. I pulled Silas over my shoulders and got up again. I carried him out of the village. </p><p></p><p> On the road to Charzigne’s abode is Farmer Jon (pic # 2). Farmer Jon is called by some in the village the First. The first to be punished. It happened before my grandfather was born. He speared a locust the size of a squirrel, that was eating his crops. He didn’t know that it was one of Charzigne’s great experiments. Charzigne was enraged and turned him into a statue as a warning to others. But Charzigne was far more cruel than to simply turn Farmer Jon into a lifeless statue. He left him aware of his surroundings and able to speak but unable to move. Farmer Jon has long since gone mad. </p><p></p><p>“Greetings lad, how fare ye?”</p><p></p><p>“Hello, Farmer Jon, I have come to see the master and must be quick about it.”</p><p></p><p>“Yes, He is not one for patience and he does have a temper on him. Best be off with you lad. I have a field to clear and you have your errand, but please tell Bess and the children that I will be home soon, you know how they worry when I am out late.”</p><p></p><p>Staring into that immobile face all I could say was “Yyy…yes, I will tell them.”</p><p></p><p> Soon I am in the field of flowers were Charzigne holds his audiences. I put down Silas’ body and waited. Charzigne orders that all who seek him come here and wait. He will come when he is ready. Then I see it moving, through the field of flowers (pic #4). A giant puppet of a man in black robes and a blue coat. The face has blue skin and yellow hair. The arms are being controlled by two figures in black. It is a form that Charzigne likes. It is all him even the creatures controlling his arms. He crosses the field and towers over me. </p><p></p><p>“YOU HAVE DONE AS I HAVE ORDERED!”</p><p></p><p>“Yes, your liege.” </p><p></p><p>“THEN WE SHALL CELIBRATE! WE SHALL ROAST THIS BOAR AND FEAST UPON IT!”</p><p></p><p>The shock rolls over me. </p><p></p><p>“THE ENTIRE VILLAGE WILL ATTEND!” </p><p></p><p>I am slashing at him before I realize it. The knife pulled from my belt. The figure on the right arm falls as I stab it. The left swings the arm of the puppet but it’s ungainly and I easily move away. </p><p></p><p>“BETRAYAL! YOU WILL BE PUNISHED!”</p><p></p><p>In a rage I leap on the puppet stabbing and tearing. And it starts to fall. The puppet collapses on me sending me to the ground. The smell of flowers is overwhelming and I can’t think. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>The first thing I sense is the smell of roasted boar. And then the sound of singing. It sounds forced and unspirited. The strong taste of wine follows. The next thing I am aware of is a tapping that seems to ring though my whole body (pic #3). </p><p></p><p>“MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION!” followed by dead silence. </p><p></p><p>“I, HUMBLY PROPOSE A TOAST. MAY MY AUGUST REIGN CONTINUE TILL THE END OF ALL AGES, AND MAY YOU GOOD PEOPLE NEVER KNOW WHAT IT IS TO BE WITHOUT ME!”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Taladas, post: 750188, member: 448"] Taladas vs. Speaker The wild boar was no challenge. He simply ran, pushed on by chasers. He ran driven by fear down the trail and right towards me. I rested on the overhanging branch with the spear in my right hand. I heard and then saw him coming. His gait was ungainly and clumsy, very different from the boars I usually hunt. I sent a small prayer for forgiveness and then speared him right through the heart. Swinging down from the tree, I saw him stagger for a few steps and then collapse. I heard his last breath and tears fell down my face. I had hunted countless boar and other animals but this boar was like no other. His name was Silas and he was a human magically transformed into a boar. He had stolen from Charzigne, the wizard who rules this land. Charzigne delights in punishment. He laughed as he polymorphed Silas into a boar. He had ordered us to hunt him down and kill him. I picked Silas up and carried him back to the village (pic #1). No one even looked at me on the way back. Charzigne had ordered that I bring back Silas’ body for his examination. But first I had to march though the village to let all see, what happens to those who would steal from Charzigne. My fellow hunters quickly dispersed into the village leaving me alone to walk through the town square. I trudged in silence afraid to look up, knowing that they all knew that I had killed him. I was almost out when I heard her. Elaine, Silas’ wife, was wailing. Her hysterical sobbing tore at me like a cat of nine tails, shredding my beleaguered soul. A rock was thrown, hitting my face and knocking me over. I hit the ground dazed. Several other rocks were thrown, most missing. I pulled Silas over my shoulders and got up again. I carried him out of the village. On the road to Charzigne’s abode is Farmer Jon (pic # 2). Farmer Jon is called by some in the village the First. The first to be punished. It happened before my grandfather was born. He speared a locust the size of a squirrel, that was eating his crops. He didn’t know that it was one of Charzigne’s great experiments. Charzigne was enraged and turned him into a statue as a warning to others. But Charzigne was far more cruel than to simply turn Farmer Jon into a lifeless statue. He left him aware of his surroundings and able to speak but unable to move. Farmer Jon has long since gone mad. “Greetings lad, how fare ye?” “Hello, Farmer Jon, I have come to see the master and must be quick about it.” “Yes, He is not one for patience and he does have a temper on him. Best be off with you lad. I have a field to clear and you have your errand, but please tell Bess and the children that I will be home soon, you know how they worry when I am out late.” Staring into that immobile face all I could say was “Yyy…yes, I will tell them.” Soon I am in the field of flowers were Charzigne holds his audiences. I put down Silas’ body and waited. Charzigne orders that all who seek him come here and wait. He will come when he is ready. Then I see it moving, through the field of flowers (pic #4). A giant puppet of a man in black robes and a blue coat. The face has blue skin and yellow hair. The arms are being controlled by two figures in black. It is a form that Charzigne likes. It is all him even the creatures controlling his arms. He crosses the field and towers over me. “YOU HAVE DONE AS I HAVE ORDERED!” “Yes, your liege.” “THEN WE SHALL CELIBRATE! WE SHALL ROAST THIS BOAR AND FEAST UPON IT!” The shock rolls over me. “THE ENTIRE VILLAGE WILL ATTEND!” I am slashing at him before I realize it. The knife pulled from my belt. The figure on the right arm falls as I stab it. The left swings the arm of the puppet but it’s ungainly and I easily move away. “BETRAYAL! YOU WILL BE PUNISHED!” In a rage I leap on the puppet stabbing and tearing. And it starts to fall. The puppet collapses on me sending me to the ground. The smell of flowers is overwhelming and I can’t think. The first thing I sense is the smell of roasted boar. And then the sound of singing. It sounds forced and unspirited. The strong taste of wine follows. The next thing I am aware of is a tapping that seems to ring though my whole body (pic #3). “MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION!” followed by dead silence. “I, HUMBLY PROPOSE A TOAST. MAY MY AUGUST REIGN CONTINUE TILL THE END OF ALL AGES, AND MAY YOU GOOD PEOPLE NEVER KNOW WHAT IT IS TO BE WITHOUT ME!” [/QUOTE]
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