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<blockquote data-quote="Knightfall" data-source="post: 1224479" data-attributes="member: 2012"><p><strong>The Alliance (cont.)</strong></p><p></p><p><strong><em>Just before dusk the next day, 20 miles north of Volik:</em></strong></p><p></p><p>“They’ll be here,” Garth watched in the fading light for his friend Kellin and the vonakyndra sellsword.</p><p></p><p>“They better be soon,” Dabuk poked at the campfire scowling into the light and heat radiating from it. “And Hugh better be in one piece or Kellin is going feel my sword between his ribs.”</p><p></p><p>Garth made no response to the insult to his friend’s honor. He’d given up trying to reason with his son. Garth watched and waited as the sun dipped further down over the horizon. At this rate it would be dark before they arrived. Garth wasn’t worried about Hougwarth, Kellin would sacrifice his life for the vonakyndra if it came to that, and it was that fact which worried the Justicar.</p><p></p><p>“Uncle, please sit down.” Bactra spoke as eloquently as he could. “A watched tree will never fall.”</p><p></p><p>“Did you’re father teach you that phrase, nephew?” Garth sighed shaking his head. He knew Bactra was right. Staring at the horizon won’t make them appear over it any faster.</p><p></p><p>“No,” Garth could hear the boy’s smile in his words. “Aunt Eiithinia did.”</p><p></p><p>Garth couldn’t help but laugh at his foolishness. He’d become annoyed with the boy the other day at the ferry for no good reason. Bactra had realized it and had held his tongue. Garth had considered apologizing but knew that Bactra had already forgiven him. There wasn’t any point in beating a dead mule further. Soon the others were all tittering and swapping jokes. It was the first real break in the tension since they had killed the ogres who had sacked Burnholm.</p><p></p><p>“Ha,” Mesik leaned back smoking a long pipe, which he carried with him everywhere. He only used it when the mood was right, as the potent pipe-weed was highly addictive if overused. “Good one Dabuk, but don’t let Dvalin hear that one. He might be offended.”</p><p></p><p>“He was the one who told it to me,” Dabuk laughed out loud and the others were soon rolling on the ground.</p><p></p><p>“Ah, leave it to Dvalin to make fun of his own.” Bactra stared into the fired his hand propped under his chin. “I wonder what he’s doing right now.”</p><p></p><p>“Probably trying to avoid his fiancée.” Mesik failed to realize his mistake before the words were out of his mouth. “Uh-hum, sorry Thessa. I know that’s a bad subject.”</p><p></p><p>“It’s all right,” Thessa sighed. “It’s not like he and I can do anything about it. He has his life and I have mine.”</p><p></p><p>“You’ll see him again,” Dabuk tried to comfort his small friend. “And maybe the High Thane will take a huge dislike to him and send him on his way. Don’t give up hope, Thessa.”</p><p></p><p>“Yeah,” Bactra beamed at the little gnome priestess. “Dvalin could annoy a treant.”</p><p></p><p>Everyone laughed at the thought of Dvalin arguing with one of the great tree men of Harqual Forest. Treants were known for their patience but if anyone could annoy a treant it was Dvalin. Just his personality alone could be grating at times.”</p><p></p><p>“Remember when he dumped over that tradesman cart because the man had told him that his dwarven hammer had been made by a elf.” Dabuk looked at Mesik while slapping his knee.</p><p></p><p>“Do I,” Mesik rolled his eyes trying not to burst out laughing. “I was the one who had to run for cover when the tradesman’s wares went flying into the air.”</p><p></p><p>“Yeah,” Bactra was drawing arcane symbols in the earth. “And one of the tradesman’s great helms came down and landed right on Dvalin’s head, fitting him like a glove.”</p><p></p><p>“That was priceless,” Dabuk rubbed his chin laughing. “And then the tradesman started to yell for help and we were sure the watch was going to haul us off to the locale lockup.”</p><p></p><p>“So what happened?” Thessa couldn’t help but be curious.</p><p></p><p>“Dvalin liked the helmet so much he offered to buy it from the tradesman right on the spot. He paid a premium for it but it calmed the man down.” Dabuk poked the fire again.</p><p></p><p>“I’ll give you five gold shields for it, he said, and not one shield more.” Mesik did his best impersonation of Dvalin. “Take that I will let your comment go.”</p><p></p><p>“That doesn’t seem like too much for a good helmet.” Thessa started giggling. “But it does sound funny.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh, b-but you see, Dvalin was still new to human c-culture and didn’t realize that f-five dwarven gold shields are worth twice that in the Eastern Shores.” Mesik was laughing out of control.</p><p></p><p>“We wanted to tell him at the time but we were worried that he might go off again if he thought the tradesman was trying to cheat him.” Bactra finished his arcane script in the dirt finishing with a flourish. The symbols glowed brightly for a second but then faded away.</p><p></p><p>“What the heck are you doing, Bactra?” Dabuk had been dividing his attention between the conversation and his cousin’s scribbling.</p><p></p><p>“Oh just playing around with a new cantrip. It is called <em>arcane mark</em>.” Bactra shrugged his shoulders yawning.</p><p></p><p>“What’s it do?” Mesik leaned over the fire to try and see what all the fuss was about.</p><p></p><p>“It allows me to inscribe a personal rune, which can be either visible or invisible. I was trying the invisible version. I think it worked.” Bactra checked his spellbook.</p><p></p><p>“Ah,” Mesik grinned as a new joke came to mind. “Sort of like pissing in the snow for wizards.”</p><p></p><p>Everyone, even Bactra, laughed at that one.</p><p></p><p>The humor died down as the sun disappeared over the horizon. There still wasn’t any sign of Kellin and Hougwarth.</p><p></p><p>“They’ll be here,” Garth dumped two more sticking on the fire.</p><p></p><p>“I hope you’re right,” Bactra looked at his cousin out of the corner of his eye. He knew Dabuk would make good on his threat if something had happened to the vonakyndra.</p><p></p><p>* * *</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Knightfall, post: 1224479, member: 2012"] [b]The Alliance (cont.)[/b] [b][i]Just before dusk the next day, 20 miles north of Volik:[/i][/b] “They’ll be here,” Garth watched in the fading light for his friend Kellin and the vonakyndra sellsword. “They better be soon,” Dabuk poked at the campfire scowling into the light and heat radiating from it. “And Hugh better be in one piece or Kellin is going feel my sword between his ribs.” Garth made no response to the insult to his friend’s honor. He’d given up trying to reason with his son. Garth watched and waited as the sun dipped further down over the horizon. At this rate it would be dark before they arrived. Garth wasn’t worried about Hougwarth, Kellin would sacrifice his life for the vonakyndra if it came to that, and it was that fact which worried the Justicar. “Uncle, please sit down.” Bactra spoke as eloquently as he could. “A watched tree will never fall.” “Did you’re father teach you that phrase, nephew?” Garth sighed shaking his head. He knew Bactra was right. Staring at the horizon won’t make them appear over it any faster. “No,” Garth could hear the boy’s smile in his words. “Aunt Eiithinia did.” Garth couldn’t help but laugh at his foolishness. He’d become annoyed with the boy the other day at the ferry for no good reason. Bactra had realized it and had held his tongue. Garth had considered apologizing but knew that Bactra had already forgiven him. There wasn’t any point in beating a dead mule further. Soon the others were all tittering and swapping jokes. It was the first real break in the tension since they had killed the ogres who had sacked Burnholm. “Ha,” Mesik leaned back smoking a long pipe, which he carried with him everywhere. He only used it when the mood was right, as the potent pipe-weed was highly addictive if overused. “Good one Dabuk, but don’t let Dvalin hear that one. He might be offended.” “He was the one who told it to me,” Dabuk laughed out loud and the others were soon rolling on the ground. “Ah, leave it to Dvalin to make fun of his own.” Bactra stared into the fired his hand propped under his chin. “I wonder what he’s doing right now.” “Probably trying to avoid his fiancée.” Mesik failed to realize his mistake before the words were out of his mouth. “Uh-hum, sorry Thessa. I know that’s a bad subject.” “It’s all right,” Thessa sighed. “It’s not like he and I can do anything about it. He has his life and I have mine.” “You’ll see him again,” Dabuk tried to comfort his small friend. “And maybe the High Thane will take a huge dislike to him and send him on his way. Don’t give up hope, Thessa.” “Yeah,” Bactra beamed at the little gnome priestess. “Dvalin could annoy a treant.” Everyone laughed at the thought of Dvalin arguing with one of the great tree men of Harqual Forest. Treants were known for their patience but if anyone could annoy a treant it was Dvalin. Just his personality alone could be grating at times.” “Remember when he dumped over that tradesman cart because the man had told him that his dwarven hammer had been made by a elf.” Dabuk looked at Mesik while slapping his knee. “Do I,” Mesik rolled his eyes trying not to burst out laughing. “I was the one who had to run for cover when the tradesman’s wares went flying into the air.” “Yeah,” Bactra was drawing arcane symbols in the earth. “And one of the tradesman’s great helms came down and landed right on Dvalin’s head, fitting him like a glove.” “That was priceless,” Dabuk rubbed his chin laughing. “And then the tradesman started to yell for help and we were sure the watch was going to haul us off to the locale lockup.” “So what happened?” Thessa couldn’t help but be curious. “Dvalin liked the helmet so much he offered to buy it from the tradesman right on the spot. He paid a premium for it but it calmed the man down.” Dabuk poked the fire again. “I’ll give you five gold shields for it, he said, and not one shield more.” Mesik did his best impersonation of Dvalin. “Take that I will let your comment go.” “That doesn’t seem like too much for a good helmet.” Thessa started giggling. “But it does sound funny.” “Oh, b-but you see, Dvalin was still new to human c-culture and didn’t realize that f-five dwarven gold shields are worth twice that in the Eastern Shores.” Mesik was laughing out of control. “We wanted to tell him at the time but we were worried that he might go off again if he thought the tradesman was trying to cheat him.” Bactra finished his arcane script in the dirt finishing with a flourish. The symbols glowed brightly for a second but then faded away. “What the heck are you doing, Bactra?” Dabuk had been dividing his attention between the conversation and his cousin’s scribbling. “Oh just playing around with a new cantrip. It is called [i]arcane mark[/i].” Bactra shrugged his shoulders yawning. “What’s it do?” Mesik leaned over the fire to try and see what all the fuss was about. “It allows me to inscribe a personal rune, which can be either visible or invisible. I was trying the invisible version. I think it worked.” Bactra checked his spellbook. “Ah,” Mesik grinned as a new joke came to mind. “Sort of like pissing in the snow for wizards.” Everyone, even Bactra, laughed at that one. The humor died down as the sun disappeared over the horizon. There still wasn’t any sign of Kellin and Hougwarth. “They’ll be here,” Garth dumped two more sticking on the fire. “I hope you’re right,” Bactra looked at his cousin out of the corner of his eye. He knew Dabuk would make good on his threat if something had happened to the vonakyndra. * * * [/QUOTE]
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