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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 610886" data-attributes="member: 9255"><p>Let's Rock 'n' Roll- here we go....</p><p></p><p></p><p>The Harp of Watercrafting</p><p>Andrew S Farrell</p><p>aka Megamania</p><p></p><p> “Dregas. Dregas!” whispered sharply Davos as he peered from the bushes below. </p><p> “You are…late. You know what this…can mean Davos.” said the man in the window above. His voice is rough and hard. It seems less than natural. </p><p> “I am sorry. The guards took longer to fall asleep than expected. Throw me the line before we are found and punished further”, speaks Davos now coming cautiously out of the bushes.</p><p> A large strong basket is tied to the rope. It quietly descends down to him. Swiftly, Davos steps into it and with strong arms and back, he is carried rapidly up to the window by Dregas.</p><p> “I had no idea you were that strong my brother,” Davos says with his eyes always looking down and away from Dregas, “perhaps your new condition has it’s merits after all.”</p><p> Adjusting his cowl suddenly, Dregas steps back deeper into the thick dark shadows. His silence speaks volumes to his brother just as Davos disability to look straight at him does. “The drug …will wear off soon….come… quickly. I will show you …the harp.”</p><p> The two brothers move swiftly through the stone hallways. The hushed moan of the nearby sea just audible (2) as they reach the inside courtyard. “With this …magical harp, you can ….bypass the wards …surrounding ….the Nether Isle ….and retrieve the key ….to open my mask!” Davos can not help but to wince at the thought of the mask. He wishes he had never come to this area of the sea.</p><p> It began 2 weeks ago, both brothers were hansome and sure of themselves. They had heard of a treasure worth 2 kings ransoms. They could not resist it’s temptation. It called to them like the Siren rumored to guard it. This was said to be no ordinary siren- oh no. It would have been much simpilar if it were. No, this was a Coral Siren. Their enchanted songs possessed young men and sailors alike. But instead of leading them to a drowning death, they were enslaved and kept prisoners. This Coral Siren however was crueler than most. She cursed her slaves before trapping them. She then would taunt her prizes relishing their prolonged grief. Dregas was imprisoned after placing a magical cursed mask on. This mask reshaped his hansome and vibrant features into that of a coral siren (4). The mask could only be removed with a special key. This key was placed nearby on an island where the siren rested by day. It was in clear view of his prison (2). The prison was enchanted. The wearer of the mask could never leave it . Dregas was forced to imprisonment, always being able to see the island where the key was. She went so far as to even give away it’s location. She stored the key in a jar within the pantry. Davos tried to get the key but was always repulsed by the wards. Fearing the inability to rescue his brother, he went to him and learned of a magical harp (3) that when strung, allowed a sailing craft to reach the island’s shore. The harp was kept within the prison. It was warded against any whom wore the mask.</p><p> Their plan was immediate and straightforward. Davos would drug the guards, get into the prison, grab the harb and retrieve the key. Then return and free his brother. It sounded simple enough. </p><p> In truth, the guards were more resilant to the drugs than presumed. The clouds of the night lifted not allowing the darkness to cover their tracks. Time was limited and was growing short.</p><p> “There…my brother….the harp of….watercrafting….lays” offered Dregas in a rough voice. He pointed to an archway that lead into a dimly lit room. Seeing no traps, Davos crept in. The Harp of watercrafting (3) was beyond masterwork design. It was shaped to look like a watercraft with a tall bow. It was engraved with gold over a dark but rich indigo blue material. The cords were made of silver and sparkled in it’s own light. Brightly colored feathers of water fowl were tied to it’s bow. They fluttered light a sea breeze would calmly move by. Davos felt offended that such an item of beauty should be used for such malign reasons.</p><p> Quietly and carefully he picked up the harp. He was careful not to touch the strings. He did not want it’s magic awakened until he was ready. He was most careful not to scratch it with his ring of clear thinking. It was only because of this ring did he escape the coral siren to begin with.</p><p> Careful to not step on it, Davos climbed into the basket and was lowered down by his dear brother. He watched with apprehension and fear for awakened guards (1) None were to be found.</p><p> “I return shortly for you my brother, with a most wonderful key in hand, but first, I must visit the island using this marvelous harp.”</p><p> Davos slowly works his small boat towards the island. The water is calm and the sky clear still. Dregas can hear the soft enchanted strumming of the harp beginning. He smiles….smiles a most evil smile of smiles. </p><p> “Yes dearest….brother….dearest brother with…the enchanted ring….go to her….so that I may be freed….at your…eternal ….expense…..”.</p><p></p><p> The End</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="megamania, post: 610886, member: 9255"] Let's Rock 'n' Roll- here we go.... The Harp of Watercrafting Andrew S Farrell aka Megamania “Dregas. Dregas!” whispered sharply Davos as he peered from the bushes below. “You are…late. You know what this…can mean Davos.” said the man in the window above. His voice is rough and hard. It seems less than natural. “I am sorry. The guards took longer to fall asleep than expected. Throw me the line before we are found and punished further”, speaks Davos now coming cautiously out of the bushes. A large strong basket is tied to the rope. It quietly descends down to him. Swiftly, Davos steps into it and with strong arms and back, he is carried rapidly up to the window by Dregas. “I had no idea you were that strong my brother,” Davos says with his eyes always looking down and away from Dregas, “perhaps your new condition has it’s merits after all.” Adjusting his cowl suddenly, Dregas steps back deeper into the thick dark shadows. His silence speaks volumes to his brother just as Davos disability to look straight at him does. “The drug …will wear off soon….come… quickly. I will show you …the harp.” The two brothers move swiftly through the stone hallways. The hushed moan of the nearby sea just audible (2) as they reach the inside courtyard. “With this …magical harp, you can ….bypass the wards …surrounding ….the Nether Isle ….and retrieve the key ….to open my mask!” Davos can not help but to wince at the thought of the mask. He wishes he had never come to this area of the sea. It began 2 weeks ago, both brothers were hansome and sure of themselves. They had heard of a treasure worth 2 kings ransoms. They could not resist it’s temptation. It called to them like the Siren rumored to guard it. This was said to be no ordinary siren- oh no. It would have been much simpilar if it were. No, this was a Coral Siren. Their enchanted songs possessed young men and sailors alike. But instead of leading them to a drowning death, they were enslaved and kept prisoners. This Coral Siren however was crueler than most. She cursed her slaves before trapping them. She then would taunt her prizes relishing their prolonged grief. Dregas was imprisoned after placing a magical cursed mask on. This mask reshaped his hansome and vibrant features into that of a coral siren (4). The mask could only be removed with a special key. This key was placed nearby on an island where the siren rested by day. It was in clear view of his prison (2). The prison was enchanted. The wearer of the mask could never leave it . Dregas was forced to imprisonment, always being able to see the island where the key was. She went so far as to even give away it’s location. She stored the key in a jar within the pantry. Davos tried to get the key but was always repulsed by the wards. Fearing the inability to rescue his brother, he went to him and learned of a magical harp (3) that when strung, allowed a sailing craft to reach the island’s shore. The harp was kept within the prison. It was warded against any whom wore the mask. Their plan was immediate and straightforward. Davos would drug the guards, get into the prison, grab the harb and retrieve the key. Then return and free his brother. It sounded simple enough. In truth, the guards were more resilant to the drugs than presumed. The clouds of the night lifted not allowing the darkness to cover their tracks. Time was limited and was growing short. “There…my brother….the harp of….watercrafting….lays” offered Dregas in a rough voice. He pointed to an archway that lead into a dimly lit room. Seeing no traps, Davos crept in. The Harp of watercrafting (3) was beyond masterwork design. It was shaped to look like a watercraft with a tall bow. It was engraved with gold over a dark but rich indigo blue material. The cords were made of silver and sparkled in it’s own light. Brightly colored feathers of water fowl were tied to it’s bow. They fluttered light a sea breeze would calmly move by. Davos felt offended that such an item of beauty should be used for such malign reasons. Quietly and carefully he picked up the harp. He was careful not to touch the strings. He did not want it’s magic awakened until he was ready. He was most careful not to scratch it with his ring of clear thinking. It was only because of this ring did he escape the coral siren to begin with. Careful to not step on it, Davos climbed into the basket and was lowered down by his dear brother. He watched with apprehension and fear for awakened guards (1) None were to be found. “I return shortly for you my brother, with a most wonderful key in hand, but first, I must visit the island using this marvelous harp.” Davos slowly works his small boat towards the island. The water is calm and the sky clear still. Dregas can hear the soft enchanted strumming of the harp beginning. He smiles….smiles a most evil smile of smiles. “Yes dearest….brother….dearest brother with…the enchanted ring….go to her….so that I may be freed….at your…eternal ….expense…..”. The End [/QUOTE]
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