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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 1625021" data-attributes="member: 9255"><p>UNDER A DARKSUN</p><p>SEGMENT 130</p><p>“Belinda in Balic”</p><p> </p><p>Unknown to the caravan or its slavers, Belinda took a ride on the under carriage of the slave wagon. More people were added just as they started up. She believed it to be the two guards downed in combat. Their reward for failing is slavery.</p><p></p><p>As she came into the last section of roadway, she carefully slipped off and hides in the shrubs and tents near the road. “Borrowing clothes she found hanging, she pulled back her ecto skin and put on the stolen clothes. She left a few Ceramics behind for the trouble before taking a deep breath to steady her nerves then walked onto the road. She was only about three carts away from the slavers. The cart that held Cosa was currently at the gates. The man with the red died hair was both irate and trying to remain calm. He was being bullied for more money this time than usual by the gate templars. The templars wore togas much like him but also had decorative shawls over their shoulders that marked rank and department within the templerate. </p><p></p><p>The fee agreed on as the price continued to rise, the two caravan wagons went in. The next caravan she pretended to belong to. She avoided any direct eye contact with the templar, which placed her on the side of the two ½ giant guards. Normally slow in wits, one ½ giant took note of her bag and looked at her sternly. She allowed her ill fitted vest and shirt to open and flashed the ½ giant a breast by “accident”. Embarrassed, the ½ Giant quickly looks away. The other ½ Giant notes this curious action and looks first at his fellow guard then where he was looking. No one is there.</p><p></p><p>Inside the city walls now with the caravan, Belinda quietly slips away from the caravan to find the slavers. She spots the slaves, who are now in a highly guarded area with human, mul and ½ Giant guards. Several templars and wary guards are there also. She has little choice but to ignore them for now and concentrate on Cosa. Her wagon is missing.</p><p></p><p>Looking back at Mania’s wagon, she sees him being pulled off the wagon by two muls. When he kicks in rebellion, one mul drives a knee into his stomach then headbutts his turned down head. Now stunned or unconscience they drag him by his arms into a building. She tried to note where he is within the building but quickly loses track of him and his tormentors.</p><p></p><p>Cosa is missing, somewhere within the city and Mania is in a heavily guarded slave building. Great. At least this city is very clean and pleasant to look at. Belinda disappears into the crowd again.</p><p></p><p>++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++</p><p></p><p>Wandering around the city she finds several plays have begun. These plays are much more finished and eloquent than the ones she has seen in Salt View. There even poets reciting poems and narratives. One catches her attention. She hears the words of Defiler and Preserver. In most cities, the very utterance of these two words in the same sentence brought on the malice of the city templars. Sitting down near what was once a water filled fountain she listens to the rest of the poem being recited by two ½ elves. The poem speaks of the rise of magic, good and bad, during the wars to end all wars. She is speechless to think about this. The forbidden knowledge of world history being spoken of in a poem in the late morning in public …within a city-state ruled by a Sorcerer-King!</p><p></p><p>Her astonishment ends as a templar and two humans wearing padded armor and a strange shaped helmet that remains her of coarse giant hair walk nearby. The volume decreases by the poets continue with their works. The Templars glare but do little otherwise. All eyes follow their backs as they leave. The volume increases and even seems louder than before. Truly, Balic is an amazing place to live.</p><p></p><p>However, her thoughts return to the missing Cosa and the enslaved Mania and her hatred for cities, the templars and their rulers return. She gets up and storms off to see if she can find help at a local tavern where talk is cheap and information is abundant.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="megamania, post: 1625021, member: 9255"] UNDER A DARKSUN SEGMENT 130 “Belinda in Balic” Unknown to the caravan or its slavers, Belinda took a ride on the under carriage of the slave wagon. More people were added just as they started up. She believed it to be the two guards downed in combat. Their reward for failing is slavery. As she came into the last section of roadway, she carefully slipped off and hides in the shrubs and tents near the road. “Borrowing clothes she found hanging, she pulled back her ecto skin and put on the stolen clothes. She left a few Ceramics behind for the trouble before taking a deep breath to steady her nerves then walked onto the road. She was only about three carts away from the slavers. The cart that held Cosa was currently at the gates. The man with the red died hair was both irate and trying to remain calm. He was being bullied for more money this time than usual by the gate templars. The templars wore togas much like him but also had decorative shawls over their shoulders that marked rank and department within the templerate. The fee agreed on as the price continued to rise, the two caravan wagons went in. The next caravan she pretended to belong to. She avoided any direct eye contact with the templar, which placed her on the side of the two ½ giant guards. Normally slow in wits, one ½ giant took note of her bag and looked at her sternly. She allowed her ill fitted vest and shirt to open and flashed the ½ giant a breast by “accident”. Embarrassed, the ½ Giant quickly looks away. The other ½ Giant notes this curious action and looks first at his fellow guard then where he was looking. No one is there. Inside the city walls now with the caravan, Belinda quietly slips away from the caravan to find the slavers. She spots the slaves, who are now in a highly guarded area with human, mul and ½ Giant guards. Several templars and wary guards are there also. She has little choice but to ignore them for now and concentrate on Cosa. Her wagon is missing. Looking back at Mania’s wagon, she sees him being pulled off the wagon by two muls. When he kicks in rebellion, one mul drives a knee into his stomach then headbutts his turned down head. Now stunned or unconscience they drag him by his arms into a building. She tried to note where he is within the building but quickly loses track of him and his tormentors. Cosa is missing, somewhere within the city and Mania is in a heavily guarded slave building. Great. At least this city is very clean and pleasant to look at. Belinda disappears into the crowd again. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Wandering around the city she finds several plays have begun. These plays are much more finished and eloquent than the ones she has seen in Salt View. There even poets reciting poems and narratives. One catches her attention. She hears the words of Defiler and Preserver. In most cities, the very utterance of these two words in the same sentence brought on the malice of the city templars. Sitting down near what was once a water filled fountain she listens to the rest of the poem being recited by two ½ elves. The poem speaks of the rise of magic, good and bad, during the wars to end all wars. She is speechless to think about this. The forbidden knowledge of world history being spoken of in a poem in the late morning in public …within a city-state ruled by a Sorcerer-King! Her astonishment ends as a templar and two humans wearing padded armor and a strange shaped helmet that remains her of coarse giant hair walk nearby. The volume decreases by the poets continue with their works. The Templars glare but do little otherwise. All eyes follow their backs as they leave. The volume increases and even seems louder than before. Truly, Balic is an amazing place to live. However, her thoughts return to the missing Cosa and the enslaved Mania and her hatred for cities, the templars and their rulers return. She gets up and storms off to see if she can find help at a local tavern where talk is cheap and information is abundant. [/QUOTE]
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