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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Funeris" data-source="post: 2594776" data-attributes="member: 22792">Chapter 2: Journey into Darkness Continued (Concluded)Ana was the first out of the forest, Aramil following with Ariel attached to his leg still.  Bringing up the rear Cassock, Spinum, and Gabrielle watched behind, fearing attack.  Their heads turned round prevented them from noticing the head of the train stop suddenly.  With various grunts, the party slammed into itself and somehow managed to keep atop their feet.Leiban Malabrandt, glanced up from the edge of the small stream.  He stood, carefully as though his body was racked with pain.  His right eye was swollen, nearly closed and a large laceration stretched down the left half of his face.  The Captain made an attempt to cross the bridge but doubled over in pain.“I don’t trust that,” mumbled Spinum to no one in particular.  Still, Cassock rested a hand upon the haft of his war-mace.“Leiban, what happened!?” Lady Ana shouted.  “Inquisitors,” the glorified guard stuttered, apparently his teeth had been shattered as well, “Attacked the town.  Killed Mayor Rowen.  They took control.”“That settles it for me,” Cassock steeled his body as he withdrew the weapon.  “I hope you prepared some fun spells, mage,” he hissed before returning his attention to the Captain.  “Where are they?!  I will show them how a true God deals justice.”  The cleric stalked forward and a small hand snatched out to grasp him.  The priest turned to Ariel who stared fearfully upward.“He is wearing makeup.  It is a deception,” the child hissed. [1]“He must be working with the Inquisition,” agreed Spinum.  “They do not let their foes escape alive.”  The necromancer shivered in horrid recollection.“LIAR!!!”  Cassock of Cael raised the bloodied mace and stalked across the bridge.  Leiban stumbled backward in a rush, accidentally brushing a bit of the makeup off.  “I will send you to meet my maker!!!”“Leiban!  What have you done!”  Screeched Ana.  Her bow had risen with an arrow nocked upon its string.“Lady Ana, do not be a fool,” stated the Captain as calmly as he could manage.  “Turn from these heretics; they will only condemn you to a torturous fate.  You can be free.  These heathens cannot mean that much to you.”  The words continued to flow; Leiban continued to step cautiously back.  “What I have done is restored law to our Town.  Your…I mean Mayor Rowen was nothing but a conspirator against the King.  He violated every one of our Lord’s mandates.  “But you need not fear, dear Lady.  You can rule beside me.”“Treacherous knave!”  Ana shrieked again, letting the arrow fly.  In her rage, the shot missed and skittered harmlessly across the path in the distance.  Cassock chose the moment to charge the Captain war-mace raised and stumbled to a stop as a yelp exploded from the rear.Gabrielle crouched upon the earth, an arrow splitting her hand in twain.  Blood dripped caustically upon the green grass.  Cassock’s head pivoted back to his target.  Six black-clad Inquisitors now blocked his intended target.  Observing the steep slope of the bank and realizing the warriors would be hard pressed to cross except at the bridge, the cleric backed away.  Another arrow whined shrilly through the air, embedding itself in Aramil’s neck.  The rogue dropped to the ground, moaning in agony.--oo—oo—Tobus chuckled quietly.  The whole affair had not started too badly.  Perhaps everything would work out for the cleric.--oo—oo—</blockquote>

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