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<blockquote data-quote="incarnuim" data-source="post: 93509" data-attributes="member: 2708"><p><strong>......Shoot the Hostage....</strong></p><p></p><p>....."Drop the broach, Austarian! Or Illeyanadel's gonna bite it!"</p><p>shouts the burly human warrior, gripping the throat of Star's youngest daughter.</p><p></p><p>Star thought of another burly warrior, a fowl cleric of Baalahnin, and the young woman he had taken hostage; one of Tarmus' students, he mused, thinking back to the old party: Tarmus, Remus, Canthor, and himself. But that was nearly 300 years ago. Star knew he should be more confident, but these situations always brought out the worst in him. Even after dozens of decades. </p><p></p><p>"COWARD!" shouted back Star, "Release Illeyanadel! And I will consider your request!!"</p><p></p><p>Slowly Star drew his bow taut, and knocked the arrow of mercy; he knew that moment would eventually come, he remembered......</p><p></p><p>The party was Yerric, Tarmus, Remus, Canthor, and Austarian. Caught in the political maelstrom that was the free north then. Diram was gone, the party was without direction, and in dire need of funding. We had all thought to visit the elven nation of Huranti, perhaps forming a mercenary company there, at least until winter broke. Tarmus and Yerric talked fondly of the Woodblood farm near Mydrana, where our great adventure had begun, what seemed like ages ago. It was then that she burst into the Warrior's Courage, to inform Tarmus that a number of his students at the Woodblood farm had been taken hostage. We double-timed it to Mydrana, a feat for which our horses never forgave us fully, and on the road learned that a Demonic priest of Baalahnin had taken 2 young girls hostage, but was willing to trade them for the Dark Blade. This priest was a terrible sight. He had once been elven, or so it seemed, but now his skin had become black and scaly, his face twisted under a metal covering, with batlike wings and eyes that emulsed a sickly green fire.</p><p></p><p>We spent our time hastily preparing for his arrival and his offer of "negotiation." But how can one negotiate with such a corruption? How can one sell ones soul to a Demon. He came riding a dark horse, gripping the neck of one young maiden in his clawed hands. His terms of negotiation were dubious. It is fortunate that Star circled around during his approach and negotiation, cutting off his retreat. Star could hear, even at a great distance, that negotiations weren't going well. It was unsurprising when Tarmus gave the signal to kill the Demon. Star's arrow was already knocked and drawn.</p><p></p><p>Then disaster struck: quick as thinking, before anyone could react, Star let three arrows fly; but two struck the young maiden in the throat and shoulder, her body went limp. The third did not fair much better, striking the demon on the arm. Quickly, the black steed wheeled round, and it appeared it's master would escape, as the party gave a slow and hasty chase. Star figured that if he could not kill the Demon, he would at least contain him: slowly Star bent his bow, and aimed carefully at the steeds front hamstring. His arrow struck true, and the steed crumpled, throwing the rider some distance. He regained his footing and faced Star, but it was then that young Yerric, supernaturally enhanced, thrust into the demon's back with his rapier, like a wasp bent on vengance for the young maiden's life. The demon quickly found itself flanked by two such wasps, with two such rapiers, Star and Yerric; as Remus loomed ever closer, heralding the destruction of the demon as he advanced. The Demon faught furiously to break the pin, weaving a deadly dance with barrage after barrage of swings with it's mighty Axe. It was then, bless Bryle, that a column of holy fire ripped down from the heaven's upon the beast; stunned and reeling, Remus had found the moment he needed upon closing in; Star added a strike to the back of the leg, bringing the beast to its knees, then Yerric struck the final blow: a coup de grace through the creatures throat. Its death was met by silence, as it gasped on the ground, unable to scream even a final curse on it's destroyers.</p><p></p><p>The other maiden was found a day later, hanging dead from a tree. Apparantly, the negotiation was meant to have some kind of time limit, an ingeneous, if cruel, plan.</p><p></p><p>Star, having felt bad about the killing of all the hostages, payed for the magic nescesary to bring their souls back to the mortal realm.</p><p></p><p>.......Austarian's attention snapped back to the present. To Illeyanadel and Caraathis. This time he was prepared. Without hesitation or grief, he let fly the Arrow of Mercy........</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="incarnuim, post: 93509, member: 2708"] [b]......Shoot the Hostage....[/b] ....."Drop the broach, Austarian! Or Illeyanadel's gonna bite it!" shouts the burly human warrior, gripping the throat of Star's youngest daughter. Star thought of another burly warrior, a fowl cleric of Baalahnin, and the young woman he had taken hostage; one of Tarmus' students, he mused, thinking back to the old party: Tarmus, Remus, Canthor, and himself. But that was nearly 300 years ago. Star knew he should be more confident, but these situations always brought out the worst in him. Even after dozens of decades. "COWARD!" shouted back Star, "Release Illeyanadel! And I will consider your request!!" Slowly Star drew his bow taut, and knocked the arrow of mercy; he knew that moment would eventually come, he remembered...... The party was Yerric, Tarmus, Remus, Canthor, and Austarian. Caught in the political maelstrom that was the free north then. Diram was gone, the party was without direction, and in dire need of funding. We had all thought to visit the elven nation of Huranti, perhaps forming a mercenary company there, at least until winter broke. Tarmus and Yerric talked fondly of the Woodblood farm near Mydrana, where our great adventure had begun, what seemed like ages ago. It was then that she burst into the Warrior's Courage, to inform Tarmus that a number of his students at the Woodblood farm had been taken hostage. We double-timed it to Mydrana, a feat for which our horses never forgave us fully, and on the road learned that a Demonic priest of Baalahnin had taken 2 young girls hostage, but was willing to trade them for the Dark Blade. This priest was a terrible sight. He had once been elven, or so it seemed, but now his skin had become black and scaly, his face twisted under a metal covering, with batlike wings and eyes that emulsed a sickly green fire. We spent our time hastily preparing for his arrival and his offer of "negotiation." But how can one negotiate with such a corruption? How can one sell ones soul to a Demon. He came riding a dark horse, gripping the neck of one young maiden in his clawed hands. His terms of negotiation were dubious. It is fortunate that Star circled around during his approach and negotiation, cutting off his retreat. Star could hear, even at a great distance, that negotiations weren't going well. It was unsurprising when Tarmus gave the signal to kill the Demon. Star's arrow was already knocked and drawn. Then disaster struck: quick as thinking, before anyone could react, Star let three arrows fly; but two struck the young maiden in the throat and shoulder, her body went limp. The third did not fair much better, striking the demon on the arm. Quickly, the black steed wheeled round, and it appeared it's master would escape, as the party gave a slow and hasty chase. Star figured that if he could not kill the Demon, he would at least contain him: slowly Star bent his bow, and aimed carefully at the steeds front hamstring. His arrow struck true, and the steed crumpled, throwing the rider some distance. He regained his footing and faced Star, but it was then that young Yerric, supernaturally enhanced, thrust into the demon's back with his rapier, like a wasp bent on vengance for the young maiden's life. The demon quickly found itself flanked by two such wasps, with two such rapiers, Star and Yerric; as Remus loomed ever closer, heralding the destruction of the demon as he advanced. The Demon faught furiously to break the pin, weaving a deadly dance with barrage after barrage of swings with it's mighty Axe. It was then, bless Bryle, that a column of holy fire ripped down from the heaven's upon the beast; stunned and reeling, Remus had found the moment he needed upon closing in; Star added a strike to the back of the leg, bringing the beast to its knees, then Yerric struck the final blow: a coup de grace through the creatures throat. Its death was met by silence, as it gasped on the ground, unable to scream even a final curse on it's destroyers. The other maiden was found a day later, hanging dead from a tree. Apparantly, the negotiation was meant to have some kind of time limit, an ingeneous, if cruel, plan. Star, having felt bad about the killing of all the hostages, payed for the magic nescesary to bring their souls back to the mortal realm. .......Austarian's attention snapped back to the present. To Illeyanadel and Caraathis. This time he was prepared. Without hesitation or grief, he let fly the Arrow of Mercy........ [/QUOTE]
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