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<blockquote data-quote="howandwhy99" data-source="post: 2801842" data-attributes="member: 3192"><p>Gwenna led the team’s large wagon down the mountain. As Houshang had no horse he walked beside it. The merchants of the second caravan followed the group a good distance behind. They were very afraid of the deerbirds for some untold reason. Darius concentrated on his eagle again. He learned the deerbirds were gone, probably out hunting. As the caravan descended dark clouds covered the sky and the wind picked up. Drops of rain began to fall slicking the road and slowing travel. At dusk the campsite from the previous night was at last reached. A fire was built for warmth and for the watch to see, but most slept in the covered wagon to stay out of the rain. </p><p></p><p>Hanz was fully awake and active after having slept the whole day on Rose’s feather mattress. Ben removed the man’s bandages as Darius tried to convince Hanz to join the worship of Thor. The mercenary only listened humoring Darius without asking questions. He did not even ask about his missing ring that had been taken from him as he slept. When Darius set the watch order Hanz suggested he could stay up all night and sleep in the next day. Wisely, Darius decided against it. </p><p></p><p>Lightning crashed amoung the mountains illuminating the night sky in flashes. Dram and Miklesh sat in the rain near the fire on first watch. Dram reflected on the prospect of finding his brother alive, if at all. He believed Keep Adlerweeg would be impossible to attack without an army. And if Darius was right, a goblin army already stood on the far side of the pass waiting to attack even if they were successful. None of it boded well for rescuing Tankurd. Miklesh silently pulled out a tarp for the two to share. Dram regarded the man. He said little and was surer of himself than Ormand was. “And he doesn’t complain like most people,” thought Dram. He was glad to have him on his side. Lightning flashed again. For a second Dram could swear he saw a shadow of a man coming up the roadway. The lightning flashed again and he was certain of it. </p><p></p><p>“Go wake the fighters, Grog first.” Miklesh followed orders and crawled under the team’s wagon to where Grog slept. Dram unsheathed his sword and regarded the thing approaching from below. From afar the figure looked like a huge giant, but distance was deceiving. “Thor’s hammer, he must be twice the size of Grog!” thought Dram. Darius joined him by his side, but said not a word. The whole team was awake now. Dram sent Grog out to talk with the Giant. </p><p>“Draw your sword first!” called out Rose over the wind. Grog grew to over twice his normal height, twenty feet tall. Then he strolled down to meet the Giant. Darius could tell it was moving much faster than the half-ogre. Father Ben saw Whoshang hiding under the wagons. “Who you!” called out Grog. The Giant man held up his hand in greeting. It was difficult to see his features in the rain. “Come close to light. Talk to Darius. He know more.” The figure climbed higher and higher. As it did so it seemed to slow down and grow shorter and shorter. The dimensions of the slope and the road readjusted themselves in Dram’s eyes. When the Giant finally reached the firelight, it was only a normal human. </p><p></p><p>“Hello my friends. It is one named Darius I seek.” The stranger grinned broadly. His misshapen body and horribly scarred face distorted the smile. Darius approached him and looked in the man’s eyes. Then the two moved down the path a little to talk in private about things like ‘Thor’, ‘Odin’, and the ‘Rainbow Bridge’. When Darius returned he introduced the team to Jakob the Monk. “He and I actually dreamt of each other,” explained Darius. “It happened shortly after Pax was killed. I don’t know the reason behind the dreams, but he wishes to follow me. And I have agreed to hire him on. Out of my own funds of course.” Grog blinked sleepily. The rest of the team gave their general assent. Ben asked Darius to watch over Jakob until he could be tested. </p><p></p><p>The second watch passed without incident. The wind and rain had lessened by the time Grog and Houshang sat alone on the third. “Grog! You are a mighty warrior!” said Houshang. Grog looked over at the foreigner he had been ignoring. The man’s mouth had not closed once since he sat down. “And you carry a mighty sword and shield! If only I had such weapons, then Houshang would be as great a warrior as Grog!” </p><p>“Grog sword not for sale man. Grog win sword. This sword of Krag, King of Giants! Grog steal this sword.” Houshang coaxed the whole story from Grog of how he killed many trolls in revenge of his brother’s death. It was during his battles with these trolls, and orcs, and other strange creatures that Grog had come upon the sword. “And now sword Grog’s,” he finished. “Grog carry and remember brother.”</p><p></p><p>“And a very compelling story it is, if I may say so,” said Houshang. “Grog,” the stranger sprang to his feet. “Grog, I must tell you a secret. Will you keep a secret between us two?”</p><p>”What secret?”</p><p>“A most powerful secret, my tall friend. You see, I can make you stronger!” </p><p>Grog slapped his knee. “Ha! Haaahaa… Grog already strong!”</p><p>Houshang was not deterred. “Please bend down so I might show you precisely how strong I mean.” Grog crouched and looked into the stranger’s eyes. Suddenly he realized the stranger was actually a great friend of his. “Here,” said Houshang, “take this gold this coin from my hand.” He held out a cheap lead coin to the half-ogre. </p><p>“Grog like. Grog feel stronger already!” </p><p>“Ah Yes! And as long as you keep that gold coin and… and show it to no one, then you shall remain strong.” Grog told his new best friend many secrets during their watch. In return Houshang was allowed to test Grog’s sword. The stranger grew to four times his height, swung the sword, and laughed merrily.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="howandwhy99, post: 2801842, member: 3192"] Gwenna led the team’s large wagon down the mountain. As Houshang had no horse he walked beside it. The merchants of the second caravan followed the group a good distance behind. They were very afraid of the deerbirds for some untold reason. Darius concentrated on his eagle again. He learned the deerbirds were gone, probably out hunting. As the caravan descended dark clouds covered the sky and the wind picked up. Drops of rain began to fall slicking the road and slowing travel. At dusk the campsite from the previous night was at last reached. A fire was built for warmth and for the watch to see, but most slept in the covered wagon to stay out of the rain. Hanz was fully awake and active after having slept the whole day on Rose’s feather mattress. Ben removed the man’s bandages as Darius tried to convince Hanz to join the worship of Thor. The mercenary only listened humoring Darius without asking questions. He did not even ask about his missing ring that had been taken from him as he slept. When Darius set the watch order Hanz suggested he could stay up all night and sleep in the next day. Wisely, Darius decided against it. Lightning crashed amoung the mountains illuminating the night sky in flashes. Dram and Miklesh sat in the rain near the fire on first watch. Dram reflected on the prospect of finding his brother alive, if at all. He believed Keep Adlerweeg would be impossible to attack without an army. And if Darius was right, a goblin army already stood on the far side of the pass waiting to attack even if they were successful. None of it boded well for rescuing Tankurd. Miklesh silently pulled out a tarp for the two to share. Dram regarded the man. He said little and was surer of himself than Ormand was. “And he doesn’t complain like most people,” thought Dram. He was glad to have him on his side. Lightning flashed again. For a second Dram could swear he saw a shadow of a man coming up the roadway. The lightning flashed again and he was certain of it. “Go wake the fighters, Grog first.” Miklesh followed orders and crawled under the team’s wagon to where Grog slept. Dram unsheathed his sword and regarded the thing approaching from below. From afar the figure looked like a huge giant, but distance was deceiving. “Thor’s hammer, he must be twice the size of Grog!” thought Dram. Darius joined him by his side, but said not a word. The whole team was awake now. Dram sent Grog out to talk with the Giant. “Draw your sword first!” called out Rose over the wind. Grog grew to over twice his normal height, twenty feet tall. Then he strolled down to meet the Giant. Darius could tell it was moving much faster than the half-ogre. Father Ben saw Whoshang hiding under the wagons. “Who you!” called out Grog. The Giant man held up his hand in greeting. It was difficult to see his features in the rain. “Come close to light. Talk to Darius. He know more.” The figure climbed higher and higher. As it did so it seemed to slow down and grow shorter and shorter. The dimensions of the slope and the road readjusted themselves in Dram’s eyes. When the Giant finally reached the firelight, it was only a normal human. “Hello my friends. It is one named Darius I seek.” The stranger grinned broadly. His misshapen body and horribly scarred face distorted the smile. Darius approached him and looked in the man’s eyes. Then the two moved down the path a little to talk in private about things like ‘Thor’, ‘Odin’, and the ‘Rainbow Bridge’. When Darius returned he introduced the team to Jakob the Monk. “He and I actually dreamt of each other,” explained Darius. “It happened shortly after Pax was killed. I don’t know the reason behind the dreams, but he wishes to follow me. And I have agreed to hire him on. Out of my own funds of course.” Grog blinked sleepily. The rest of the team gave their general assent. Ben asked Darius to watch over Jakob until he could be tested. The second watch passed without incident. The wind and rain had lessened by the time Grog and Houshang sat alone on the third. “Grog! You are a mighty warrior!” said Houshang. Grog looked over at the foreigner he had been ignoring. The man’s mouth had not closed once since he sat down. “And you carry a mighty sword and shield! If only I had such weapons, then Houshang would be as great a warrior as Grog!” “Grog sword not for sale man. Grog win sword. This sword of Krag, King of Giants! Grog steal this sword.” Houshang coaxed the whole story from Grog of how he killed many trolls in revenge of his brother’s death. It was during his battles with these trolls, and orcs, and other strange creatures that Grog had come upon the sword. “And now sword Grog’s,” he finished. “Grog carry and remember brother.” “And a very compelling story it is, if I may say so,” said Houshang. “Grog,” the stranger sprang to his feet. “Grog, I must tell you a secret. Will you keep a secret between us two?” ”What secret?” “A most powerful secret, my tall friend. You see, I can make you stronger!” Grog slapped his knee. “Ha! Haaahaa… Grog already strong!” Houshang was not deterred. “Please bend down so I might show you precisely how strong I mean.” Grog crouched and looked into the stranger’s eyes. Suddenly he realized the stranger was actually a great friend of his. “Here,” said Houshang, “take this gold this coin from my hand.” He held out a cheap lead coin to the half-ogre. “Grog like. Grog feel stronger already!” “Ah Yes! And as long as you keep that gold coin and… and show it to no one, then you shall remain strong.” Grog told his new best friend many secrets during their watch. In return Houshang was allowed to test Grog’s sword. The stranger grew to four times his height, swung the sword, and laughed merrily. [/QUOTE]
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