[ENWWC] ENWorld Writer's Circle Story Hour!
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Son_of_Thunder
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The ring was an amalgamation of a couple magic items. One being a Wizards Ring of Healing from the Dragonlance Saga. Basically it worked only for wizards and could cast cure light wounds once per day. Also, it could save the wizards life once and the magic was useless to that wizard afterward. The second magic ring was name something like a cats nine lives. There were nine stones that prevented death, once per stone, and once a stone was used the stone would disintegrate.
Son of Thunder
The ring was an amalgamation of a couple magic items. One being a Wizards Ring of Healing from the Dragonlance Saga. Basically it worked only for wizards and could cast cure light wounds once per day. Also, it could save the wizards life once and the magic was useless to that wizard afterward. The second magic ring was name something like a cats nine lives. There were nine stones that prevented death, once per stone, and once a stone was used the stone would disintegrate.
Son of Thunder
uberkitty said:
Yeah!
What uberkitty said.
Try emailing me at enkhidu@hotmail.com and I'll get you added.
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We've got about half of the people signed up already, and are waiting for the others.
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darklight
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The Coin, Part II
The shadowy figure moved quickly and silently, not wanting to be noticed by anyone. As he left Stockrow behind him, he wondered what was in the pouch Touchberry had given him, but he knew his mission was too important to stop and look. He had to reach Her before the Baron discovered the theft.
After running for a few miles, he heard a noise up ahead. He paused for a moment. The sound grew louder. There was definitely someone, or something moving towards him. As it got closer, he could make out the trampling of hooves, and the creaking of wheels. A wagon was approaching. He felt the tendrils of panic prodding his mind, but experience had tought him how to wash them aside. "Focus", he said to himself, and concentrated. He looked around for a place to hide. There were no trees or bushes nearby, but he spotted a couple of boulders, that might be big enough to hide between. If that wagon was one of the Barons patrols, he knew he had to be completely concealed. Many of the Barons soldiers were orcbloods, and had that blasted darkvision.
He crept in between the boulders. He had to twist quite a bit, but better to be uncomfortable than dead. The wagon came roaring by. He felt a sharp pain in the back. He had to bite his tongue to keep from screaming. As the wagon passed, he got a quick glimpse of it. It was the Barons personal carriage. Panic crept into his mind again, along with the pain. What was the Baron doing here, and at this time of night? I must hurry, he thought. As he tried to get out of his hiding place, the pain struck again. The mountains were known for the deadly centipedes, and he knew he had been the victim of one. The poison was slowly spreading in his body. Shortly his muscles would begin to go numb. Now, more than ever, he had to hurry. She will help me, he thought. He started running, but it felt awkward, like his muscles would not do what he wanted.
"I…must…focus", he said to himself, as he staggered on. His eyes began to blur, and he saw little sparks of strange colours. He turned off the road, his blurred mind still remembering the route to the cave where he was to meet Her. After climbing a hill, there should be a small stream, and then a cluster of trees. Stumbling into the water, he could feel his feet get cold, but he was unsure if it was because of the water or the poison. "Then the trees", he whispered. "Yes, those figures are trees", he thought, and moved towards them. The undergrowth made him loose his footing, and he fell. He tried to get up, but the poison had drained away his strength, so he had to crawl on. "I must get to the cave…She will help me…She will help me". He repeated that same sentence over and over, and it gave him the last bit of strength to drag himself further. There it was. The cave where She was waiting for him. He wanted to shout to Her for help, but no sound came over his lips. Just a little further…almost there… finally!
He had reached the entrance to the cave. He pulled himself to a kneeling position, so he could look inside. What he saw in the cave was not what he expected. He prayed it was the poison that made him hallucinate, but deep in his heart he knew that what he saw was real. What little remained of his strenght left him, and he collapsed. The last thing he heard was a voice behind him saying "well, well, what have we here?"
darklight
The shadowy figure moved quickly and silently, not wanting to be noticed by anyone. As he left Stockrow behind him, he wondered what was in the pouch Touchberry had given him, but he knew his mission was too important to stop and look. He had to reach Her before the Baron discovered the theft.
After running for a few miles, he heard a noise up ahead. He paused for a moment. The sound grew louder. There was definitely someone, or something moving towards him. As it got closer, he could make out the trampling of hooves, and the creaking of wheels. A wagon was approaching. He felt the tendrils of panic prodding his mind, but experience had tought him how to wash them aside. "Focus", he said to himself, and concentrated. He looked around for a place to hide. There were no trees or bushes nearby, but he spotted a couple of boulders, that might be big enough to hide between. If that wagon was one of the Barons patrols, he knew he had to be completely concealed. Many of the Barons soldiers were orcbloods, and had that blasted darkvision.
He crept in between the boulders. He had to twist quite a bit, but better to be uncomfortable than dead. The wagon came roaring by. He felt a sharp pain in the back. He had to bite his tongue to keep from screaming. As the wagon passed, he got a quick glimpse of it. It was the Barons personal carriage. Panic crept into his mind again, along with the pain. What was the Baron doing here, and at this time of night? I must hurry, he thought. As he tried to get out of his hiding place, the pain struck again. The mountains were known for the deadly centipedes, and he knew he had been the victim of one. The poison was slowly spreading in his body. Shortly his muscles would begin to go numb. Now, more than ever, he had to hurry. She will help me, he thought. He started running, but it felt awkward, like his muscles would not do what he wanted.
"I…must…focus", he said to himself, as he staggered on. His eyes began to blur, and he saw little sparks of strange colours. He turned off the road, his blurred mind still remembering the route to the cave where he was to meet Her. After climbing a hill, there should be a small stream, and then a cluster of trees. Stumbling into the water, he could feel his feet get cold, but he was unsure if it was because of the water or the poison. "Then the trees", he whispered. "Yes, those figures are trees", he thought, and moved towards them. The undergrowth made him loose his footing, and he fell. He tried to get up, but the poison had drained away his strength, so he had to crawl on. "I must get to the cave…She will help me…She will help me". He repeated that same sentence over and over, and it gave him the last bit of strength to drag himself further. There it was. The cave where She was waiting for him. He wanted to shout to Her for help, but no sound came over his lips. Just a little further…almost there… finally!
He had reached the entrance to the cave. He pulled himself to a kneeling position, so he could look inside. What he saw in the cave was not what he expected. He prayed it was the poison that made him hallucinate, but deep in his heart he knew that what he saw was real. What little remained of his strenght left him, and he collapsed. The last thing he heard was a voice behind him saying "well, well, what have we here?"
darklight
darklight
First Post
Hmmm...my part of the story is a bit short, about 100 words short of the mentioned limit infact. But this was the story in my mind, and I didn't feel I should elaborate even more on it, so I hope you don't hang me for that
I can't wait to see what direction dshai527 takes this story.
Good luck
darklight
I can't wait to see what direction dshai527 takes this story.
Good luck
darklight
(shame about those ruddy centipedes)Shadowdancer
First Post
I have a question about this. I know we're supposed to use an item -- in this case, the coin -- to connect our stories. But do our stories have to pick up where the last one left off? I was under the assumption that the stories would basically be completely seperate, connected only by the coin.
Tonguez
A suffusion of yellow
Shadowdancer said:
I think we have the option either way Shadowdancer - and thats why I like darklights ending - so far the stories have been linked plotwise, the next writer now has the option to extend that plot or to spinoff on an entirely different tangent.
PS I originally had the same assumption as you but this has given us 'another route' to choose or not...
(any 'official' word?)
Hey, all:
I think we should keep our meta-story discussion to the e-mail list rather than here. For one thing, it keeps the thread tidy and makes it easier for readers to get to the meat. For another, it helps keep possible further developments a secret and thereby maintains suspense.
My response to Shadowdancer's question, therefore, has been e-mailed to the list.
I think we should keep our meta-story discussion to the e-mail list rather than here. For one thing, it keeps the thread tidy and makes it easier for readers to get to the meat. For another, it helps keep possible further developments a secret and thereby maintains suspense.
My response to Shadowdancer's question, therefore, has been e-mailed to the list.
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