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<blockquote data-quote="narayan" data-source="post: 7485949" data-attributes="member: 6677509"><p><strong>High in the Great Drakeshvar Valley; Part II</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Ra'd Alim woke again as the cart rattled to a halt beside a small mountain lake near a copse of rugged pine trees, the largest of which was easily over thirty feet tall offering plenty of shade from the afternoon sun. Though groggy and still in quite a bit of pain, Ra'd Alim did recognize the place as one of the remote camp sites along his patrol routes. Hunters and trappers occasionally used this grove, but also bandits and smugglers.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>They were some distance away from the main trade road now, headed north further out of the valley. Ra'd Alim must have been unconscious for several hours. He attempted to sit up, grimmacing, and collapsed once again. <span style="color: #008080">~Strange, my powers of regeneration haven't helped?!~</span> He ponders through clenched teeth. </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>The old man turns around to regard Ra'd Alim with a knowing look. <span style="color: #330099">"I am sure you believe you should be feeling better by now? Unfortunately the elder shamans have cursed you, stripping your powers away! I imagine their expectation was without them you would soon die of your injuries."</span> He chuckles. <span style="color: #330099">"...Killing you without actually slaying you on the spot."</span> He says matter-of-factly before hoping off the bench to unhitch his mule.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #008080">"I know you can heal me!"</span> Ra'd Alim demands angrily through gritted teeth.</em></p><p> <em></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #330099">"IF I removed the curse, yes of course I could heal you, but with proper care you won't die anyway so there is no need. We have a difficult journey ahead of us and I must conserve my magic now for use only as a last resort."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Ra'd Alim was very much annoyed with the feeling of weakness, confusion and vulnerability apart from his suffering. His anger gave him the resolve to finally lift his body up to lean against the sides of the cart, panting and sweating. Beneath the sheltering branches of the pines he old man seemed to have already prepared a campsite here with a pair of tents.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Around the lake a narrow trail was visible through the brush and reeds leading into the peaks of the Maharathan Mountains. From here there would be no more room for the cart. Ra'd Alim still had no idea what their final destination was, but he was sure there was no way he could walk, or even ride the mule in his present state. Something else to annoy him.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em><span style="color: #008080">"How long are we going to camp here?"</span></em></p><p> <em></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #330099">"Just tonight."</span> The old man stated tying the mule on a long lead to one of the carts wheels. <span style="color: #330099">"Other dragon shamans will be searching for us. By now they've already realized you've survived and slipped away."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Ra'd Alim felt a sinking feeling in his gut. <span style="color: #008080">"Why would they bother? As you say I am already banished and almost as good as dead."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #330099">"It's not YOU they'll be worried about..."</span> He answers cryptically. <span style="color: #330099">"Dragons are connected to the territory and lair they claim. It is part of them as much as they are a part of it. This connection creates an aura of their presence, intimating something of their age and power. The longer they dwell in one place the greater their connection, and aura, becomes."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #330099">"Intruders into a dragons territory, be it men, wandering beasts, or especially other dragons, do not belong. Dragons find the presence of intruders discomforting, and after centuries of practiced concentration, they can ascertain a great deal about whatever dares to trespass before they ever lay eyes on it. The longer an interloper remains, the easier it is to figure out what it is and where they come from. Sort of like the way an animals scent lingers and grows the longer something stays put in one place."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #330099">"It's a way of sensing the world that men can only dream of! Yet dragon shamans can learn to do it as well, albeit to a much more limited extent."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Ra'd Alim understood. <span style="color: #008080">"You're saying the elders can sense you?!"</span></em></p><p> <em></em></p><p><em>The old man nodded. <span style="color: #330099">"As an agent of the emperor I am practiced at concealing my aura as part of my training, but I have spent too much time keeping an eye on you and exploring your great valley ever since I saved your life."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #330099">"The elders have sensed my presence for a while now, but they could not pinpoint where I was or where I came from until I saved your life again snatching you away from the bowels of Great Keep of the Sovereign itself! In essence, I violated their lair and risked everything to save your neck! It was a very foolish thing to do. Much too bold, much too bold indeed."</span> He snickers.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p> <em>Ra'd Alim frowned. <span style="color: #008080">"And that's why you won't use your powers to heal me."</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #330099">"Correct!"</span> He snapped. <span style="color: #330099">"Our best chance to escape this valley requires that you suffer a while longer."</span></em></p><p> <em></em></p><p><em>Ra'd Alim sighed. <span style="color: #008080">"Though I thank you for what you have done, the irony is I do not think we have much of a chance at escape unless you heal me. I am not the only dragon shaman familiar with these trails. I cannot yet walk, much less ride the mule... how do you expect we can move fast enough to evade them?"</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #330099">"Leave that to me!"</span> The old man cackles. <span style="color: #330099">"I have made arrangement to have you carried."</span> </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Ra'd Alim stared at the old man with great discomfort at that idea. <span style="color: #008080">"Carried?! By whom?!"</span></em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #330099">"You'll meet them soon enough, hush now and let me get supper going. We're both famished and I know there's good fish to catch in this lake!"</span></em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="narayan, post: 7485949, member: 6677509"] [b]High in the Great Drakeshvar Valley; Part II[/b] [I]Ra'd Alim woke again as the cart rattled to a halt beside a small mountain lake near a copse of rugged pine trees, the largest of which was easily over thirty feet tall offering plenty of shade from the afternoon sun. Though groggy and still in quite a bit of pain, Ra'd Alim did recognize the place as one of the remote camp sites along his patrol routes. Hunters and trappers occasionally used this grove, but also bandits and smugglers. They were some distance away from the main trade road now, headed north further out of the valley. Ra'd Alim must have been unconscious for several hours. He attempted to sit up, grimmacing, and collapsed once again. [COLOR=#008080]~Strange, my powers of regeneration haven't helped?!~[/Color] He ponders through clenched teeth. The old man turns around to regard Ra'd Alim with a knowing look. [COLOR=#330099]"I am sure you believe you should be feeling better by now? Unfortunately the elder shamans have cursed you, stripping your powers away! I imagine their expectation was without them you would soon die of your injuries."[/Color] He chuckles. [COLOR=#330099]"...Killing you without actually slaying you on the spot."[/Color] He says matter-of-factly before hoping off the bench to unhitch his mule. [COLOR=#008080]"I know you can heal me!"[/Color] Ra'd Alim demands angrily through gritted teeth. [COLOR=#330099]"IF I removed the curse, yes of course I could heal you, but with proper care you won't die anyway so there is no need. We have a difficult journey ahead of us and I must conserve my magic now for use only as a last resort."[/Color] Ra'd Alim was very much annoyed with the feeling of weakness, confusion and vulnerability apart from his suffering. His anger gave him the resolve to finally lift his body up to lean against the sides of the cart, panting and sweating. Beneath the sheltering branches of the pines he old man seemed to have already prepared a campsite here with a pair of tents. Around the lake a narrow trail was visible through the brush and reeds leading into the peaks of the Maharathan Mountains. From here there would be no more room for the cart. Ra'd Alim still had no idea what their final destination was, but he was sure there was no way he could walk, or even ride the mule in his present state. Something else to annoy him. [COLOR=#008080]"How long are we going to camp here?"[/Color] [COLOR=#330099]"Just tonight."[/Color] The old man stated tying the mule on a long lead to one of the carts wheels. [COLOR=#330099]"Other dragon shamans will be searching for us. By now they've already realized you've survived and slipped away."[/Color] Ra'd Alim felt a sinking feeling in his gut. [COLOR=#008080]"Why would they bother? As you say I am already banished and almost as good as dead."[/Color] [COLOR=#330099]"It's not YOU they'll be worried about..."[/Color] He answers cryptically. [COLOR=#330099]"Dragons are connected to the territory and lair they claim. It is part of them as much as they are a part of it. This connection creates an aura of their presence, intimating something of their age and power. The longer they dwell in one place the greater their connection, and aura, becomes."[/Color] [COLOR=#330099]"Intruders into a dragons territory, be it men, wandering beasts, or especially other dragons, do not belong. Dragons find the presence of intruders discomforting, and after centuries of practiced concentration, they can ascertain a great deal about whatever dares to trespass before they ever lay eyes on it. The longer an interloper remains, the easier it is to figure out what it is and where they come from. Sort of like the way an animals scent lingers and grows the longer something stays put in one place."[/Color] [COLOR=#330099]"It's a way of sensing the world that men can only dream of! Yet dragon shamans can learn to do it as well, albeit to a much more limited extent."[/Color] Ra'd Alim understood. [COLOR=#008080]"You're saying the elders can sense you?!"[/Color] The old man nodded. [COLOR=#330099]"As an agent of the emperor I am practiced at concealing my aura as part of my training, but I have spent too much time keeping an eye on you and exploring your great valley ever since I saved your life."[/Color] [COLOR=#330099]"The elders have sensed my presence for a while now, but they could not pinpoint where I was or where I came from until I saved your life again snatching you away from the bowels of Great Keep of the Sovereign itself! In essence, I violated their lair and risked everything to save your neck! It was a very foolish thing to do. Much too bold, much too bold indeed."[/Color] He snickers. Ra'd Alim frowned. [COLOR=#008080]"And that's why you won't use your powers to heal me."[/Color] [COLOR=#330099]"Correct!"[/Color] He snapped. [COLOR=#330099]"Our best chance to escape this valley requires that you suffer a while longer."[/Color] Ra'd Alim sighed. [COLOR=#008080]"Though I thank you for what you have done, the irony is I do not think we have much of a chance at escape unless you heal me. I am not the only dragon shaman familiar with these trails. I cannot yet walk, much less ride the mule... how do you expect we can move fast enough to evade them?"[/Color] [COLOR=#330099]"Leave that to me!"[/Color] The old man cackles. [COLOR=#330099]"I have made arrangement to have you carried."[/Color] Ra'd Alim stared at the old man with great discomfort at that idea. [COLOR=#008080]"Carried?! By whom?!"[/Color] [COLOR=#330099]"You'll meet them soon enough, hush now and let me get supper going. We're both famished and I know there's good fish to catch in this lake!"[/Color][/I] [/QUOTE]
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