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<blockquote data-quote="Iron Sky" data-source="post: 4903494" data-attributes="member: 60965"><p>Session 23, Part <em>2</em></p><p></p><p><Of course, after I say I'm going to try to post every day, I get a two-day job that keeps me from posting for a day. Figures.></p><p></p><p> The arrow passed just over Bail and Suniel's heads. </p><p></p><p>Suniel stared the feathered shaft sticking out the snow bank in front of them in disbelief, then motioned for the turtle to stop and turned around. Bail stared at the arrow with a furrowed brow, then turned as well.</p><p></p><p> Harold now stood atop the wall, bow in hand and staring down at them at the half-turned turtle came to a halt.</p><p></p><p> “You can't go,” Harold said, gesturing at the city behind him with his bow, his voice pleading. “If you go, the Ashen Towers wins here. If you go, you'll be doing the work of Thessalock. We have to cleanse the city. The Crystal Towers won't fall. It can't.”</p><p></p><p> “Why did you shoot at us?” Bail said, his brow furrowed and eyes hard. He turned to Suniel. “Why did he shoot at us?”</p><p></p><p> "Is this what all our travels and battles together come down to?” Suniel said.</p><p></p><p> “It was just a warning shot,” Harold said.</p><p></p><p> “<em>Just</em> a warning shot?” Suniel said. “What will it be next time?”</p><p></p><p> “That human fired an arrow at me,” Bail said, reaching for his greatsword.</p><p></p><p> Suniel placed a restraining hand on the half-dragon's arm and raised the other palm to Harold. “Harold, let's discuss this in a calm manner. Put your weapon away and come down here.”</p><p></p><p> “Your followers will have to stay here or they'll be killed when we cleanse the city,” Harold said, floating out over the turtle.</p><p></p><p> Bail rose to his imposing full height, towering over Suniel. “We're not doing anything you say, human. No one attacks Bail and-”</p><p></p><p> “Calm down, Bail, you're not helping the situation,” Suniel said, stepping in front of the half-dragon. “Harold, just come down here.”</p><p></p><p> Harold floated lower slowly, pointing a finger at Bail. “You're just a spy for the Undercouncil anyway, maybe if I had shot you I'd be doing us all a favor. Suniel, how do we even know we can trust him?”</p><p></p><p> “I've done nothing as dishonorable as you, human,” Bail said, stepping forward despite Suniel's hand on his massive chest. “Firing on your comrades-in-arms while their backs were turned? Maybe you did try to shoot me and just can't-”</p><p></p><p> “Both of you, calm down, now!” Suniel said. He thought he heard Kormak chuckling from somewhere atop the turtle. “Harold, put away your bow. Please.”</p><p></p><p> Harold floated down and landed in front of the gates, pointing at Bail. “I'll do no such thing while this turncoat is amongst us. The second I do-”</p><p></p><p> Bail roared and hurled Suniel bodily aside, his greatsword drawn in half-a-step. By the time Suniel got back up, Bail had crossed the ground to the archer and sundered his bow. In response, Harold flew straight up, drawing another far simpler bow from his quiver and firing.</p><p></p><p> Bail roared again in rage as an arrow found its mark and embedded in his shoulder. Casting his sword aside, he hurled himself against the wall, claws digging into the very stone as he scaled it. Arrows whistled around him and a few connected as he climbed. Bail reached the top of the wall before Harold did and launched himself off of it, claws glistening as he hurtled towards the archer.</p><p></p><p> They slammed together in mid-air, twisting and shaking. Then there was a tearing sound as Harold's cloak tore free and Bail plummeted to the ground. He hit hard, but was immediately on his feet as more arrows rained down on him, snatching up his sword and sprinting into the turtle's open mouth past a stunned Ambassador Roderic and a dumbfounded trio of goblins.</p><p></p><p> The whole time Suniel stood with the words to a spell half-formed on his lips, debating whether or not to strike Harold with the same spell he had used on Danovin and end the madness.</p><p></p><p> “Come and fight me like a dragon!” Bail bellowed from inside the turtle. “Face me on the ground, you honorless wretch!”</p><p></p><p> Harold shifted his uniform and stared hard down at his broken bow, lying in the snow beneath him. “The Magisters themselves gave me that bow. Why would he destroy it?”</p><p></p><p> “Harold, I think it's best if you go elsewhere for a while,” Suniel said coldly. “There have been things done here than cannot be undone, but I think it best if we give it time to cool down for the sake of our mission.”</p><p></p><p> Harold stared back at him. “Our mission to cleanse the city and save the Crystal Towers?”</p><p></p><p> Suniel just stared back at him. “Go now,” Suniel said, forcing his voice to be soft. “Just go for a time.”</p><p></p><p> A moment later, Harold complied. Suniel watched as the archer flew around a bend in the wall, then carefully approached the mouth of the turtle.</p><p> <em></em></p><p><em>Well, that was a mess.</em> <em>Journey a thousand miles to reach the Crystal Towers only to fight amongst ourselves once we finally reach it,</em> he thought. He rapped on the metal side of the turtle as he neared the turtle's head.</p><p></p><p> “Bail? It's Suniel. I'm coming in, so don't attack, ok?”</p><p></p><p> His only reply was a low growl.</p><p></p><p> He sighed, held his hands open and high and slowly stepped into the turtle's mouth, bracing himself for the potential assault of a berserk, heavily armed and heavily wounded half-dragon.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Iron Sky, post: 4903494, member: 60965"] Session 23, Part [I]2[/I] <Of course, after I say I'm going to try to post every day, I get a two-day job that keeps me from posting for a day. Figures.> The arrow passed just over Bail and Suniel's heads. Suniel stared the feathered shaft sticking out the snow bank in front of them in disbelief, then motioned for the turtle to stop and turned around. Bail stared at the arrow with a furrowed brow, then turned as well. Harold now stood atop the wall, bow in hand and staring down at them at the half-turned turtle came to a halt. “You can't go,” Harold said, gesturing at the city behind him with his bow, his voice pleading. “If you go, the Ashen Towers wins here. If you go, you'll be doing the work of Thessalock. We have to cleanse the city. The Crystal Towers won't fall. It can't.” “Why did you shoot at us?” Bail said, his brow furrowed and eyes hard. He turned to Suniel. “Why did he shoot at us?” "Is this what all our travels and battles together come down to?” Suniel said. “It was just a warning shot,” Harold said. “[I]Just[/I] a warning shot?” Suniel said. “What will it be next time?” “That human fired an arrow at me,” Bail said, reaching for his greatsword. Suniel placed a restraining hand on the half-dragon's arm and raised the other palm to Harold. “Harold, let's discuss this in a calm manner. Put your weapon away and come down here.” “Your followers will have to stay here or they'll be killed when we cleanse the city,” Harold said, floating out over the turtle. Bail rose to his imposing full height, towering over Suniel. “We're not doing anything you say, human. No one attacks Bail and-” “Calm down, Bail, you're not helping the situation,” Suniel said, stepping in front of the half-dragon. “Harold, just come down here.” Harold floated lower slowly, pointing a finger at Bail. “You're just a spy for the Undercouncil anyway, maybe if I had shot you I'd be doing us all a favor. Suniel, how do we even know we can trust him?” “I've done nothing as dishonorable as you, human,” Bail said, stepping forward despite Suniel's hand on his massive chest. “Firing on your comrades-in-arms while their backs were turned? Maybe you did try to shoot me and just can't-” “Both of you, calm down, now!” Suniel said. He thought he heard Kormak chuckling from somewhere atop the turtle. “Harold, put away your bow. Please.” Harold floated down and landed in front of the gates, pointing at Bail. “I'll do no such thing while this turncoat is amongst us. The second I do-” Bail roared and hurled Suniel bodily aside, his greatsword drawn in half-a-step. By the time Suniel got back up, Bail had crossed the ground to the archer and sundered his bow. In response, Harold flew straight up, drawing another far simpler bow from his quiver and firing. Bail roared again in rage as an arrow found its mark and embedded in his shoulder. Casting his sword aside, he hurled himself against the wall, claws digging into the very stone as he scaled it. Arrows whistled around him and a few connected as he climbed. Bail reached the top of the wall before Harold did and launched himself off of it, claws glistening as he hurtled towards the archer. They slammed together in mid-air, twisting and shaking. Then there was a tearing sound as Harold's cloak tore free and Bail plummeted to the ground. He hit hard, but was immediately on his feet as more arrows rained down on him, snatching up his sword and sprinting into the turtle's open mouth past a stunned Ambassador Roderic and a dumbfounded trio of goblins. The whole time Suniel stood with the words to a spell half-formed on his lips, debating whether or not to strike Harold with the same spell he had used on Danovin and end the madness. “Come and fight me like a dragon!” Bail bellowed from inside the turtle. “Face me on the ground, you honorless wretch!” Harold shifted his uniform and stared hard down at his broken bow, lying in the snow beneath him. “The Magisters themselves gave me that bow. Why would he destroy it?” “Harold, I think it's best if you go elsewhere for a while,” Suniel said coldly. “There have been things done here than cannot be undone, but I think it best if we give it time to cool down for the sake of our mission.” Harold stared back at him. “Our mission to cleanse the city and save the Crystal Towers?” Suniel just stared back at him. “Go now,” Suniel said, forcing his voice to be soft. “Just go for a time.” A moment later, Harold complied. Suniel watched as the archer flew around a bend in the wall, then carefully approached the mouth of the turtle. [I] Well, that was a mess.[/I] [I]Journey a thousand miles to reach the Crystal Towers only to fight amongst ourselves once we finally reach it,[/I] he thought. He rapped on the metal side of the turtle as he neared the turtle's head. “Bail? It's Suniel. I'm coming in, so don't attack, ok?” His only reply was a low growl. He sighed, held his hands open and high and slowly stepped into the turtle's mouth, bracing himself for the potential assault of a berserk, heavily armed and heavily wounded half-dragon. [/QUOTE]
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