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<blockquote data-quote="Cerulean_Wings" data-source="post: 3991293" data-attributes="member: 55060"><p>I don't feel like my body is in pain all the time anymore! Jubilation! Let us achieve, and all those things. Like by, say, reading the newest chapter <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /></p><p></p><p>Rogue's Gallery is going to be updated shortly; we've got a couple of level ups and equipment-updating to do!</p><p></p><p></p><p>CHAPTER 10</p><p></p><p><strong>The aftermath</strong></p><p></p><p>“Alright, let's stay here, and see if we're still being pursued” Gilliam said to the rest, placing Vincent on the floor, using a wall as support for the weakened squire. The elf was semi-conscious, mumbling incoherences every now and then, and his chest was splattered with blood in different sections.</p><p></p><p>Gilliam's armor was full of holes, all thanks to Reldo, and Vincent's wasn't any better, with several plate layers missing around the torso. It was hard to believe one angry dwarf did this to the two of them.</p><p></p><p>Kahleen kneeled and pressed both hands on Vincent's chest, manifesting the tell-tale orange aura in a matter of seconds, which enveloped him and begun to close the injuries he had. The shaman didn't have much more spiritual energy left, and thus the job was far from done, but it would preserve the life of Vincent. Additionally, it made him regain full consciousness.</p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, Darius had his sword out, standing guard a few feet away from the three, ensuring that any pursuers would meet some resistance if it came to that.</p><p></p><p>“I don't hear anything” Darius informed. “Nor do I see any of the assassins coming”.</p><p></p><p>They were right next to a merchant's house, but they had opted to remain in the shadows, were the torchlight didn't give them away. The mad run from the warehouse they performed had seemed like an eternity, but the night sky wasn't clearing in the least, meaning it had probably lasted no more than half an hour.</p><p></p><p>“Doesn't mean anything, really” responded Gilliam, sitting right next to Vincent. The bodyguard had succeeded in his duty, but it had cost him greatly in the end. “Damnation, I lost my swords!” he swore, realizing he had left the twin blades back in the warehouse. After Reldo had hit him hard, he must have dropped them and forgotten all about them.</p><p></p><p>“Be thankful you didn't lose more than that, child” Kahleen wisely reminded him. The shaman was standing, bow in hand, acting as a sentry like Darius.</p><p></p><p>“Where's the rest?” came a weakened query from the groggy squire.</p><p></p><p>Darius looked over his shoulder. “Dead. Lazarus, Mathias, Janir... all dead” he informed, his voice filled with regret and sadness. </p><p></p><p>Vincent groaned, due to pain or the grim news, no one could tell. “What about the other soldier, Gon?”.</p><p></p><p>There was a second of silence before the soldier responded “I don't know. I think I saw him slaying the wizard, and I lost sight of him after we ran away”. He didn't sound like he cared, either way.</p><p></p><p>With some difficulty, Gilliam stood up, still using the wall to help himself. “We need to capture Reldo” he stated, all of a sudden.</p><p></p><p>Everyone else glanced in his direction, a bit startled.</p><p></p><p>“We're in no condition to do that, Gilliam” Darius reminded him wearily. He was the least wounded of the four, but he was dead tired from the battle and the escape.</p><p></p><p>“He's right” was the response from Vincent, still sounding weak and battered.</p><p></p><p>“Not today” the mercenary clarified. “Tomorrow night. Reldo said something about House Kashtar plotting against the other Houses, meaning he knows quite a bit from the other side of things”</p><p></p><p>Gilliam tried to take a step forwards and almost collapsed, losing his balance after separating from the wall.</p><p></p><p>“In that case, I'll escort you to Valor's Banner, so that you may find a secure resting place” Darius offered, moving around the perimeter of the building, still checking for hidden enemies. He could've sworn he saw a red sparkle somewhere in the darkness, but he realized it was probably his weariness making him see things.</p><p></p><p>Vincent looked up from his sitting position. “You're not coming with us?”.</p><p></p><p>Darius shook his head slowly. “I'm afraid I would be more of a burden than a blessing, going with you”.</p><p></p><p>“I disagree”.</p><p></p><p>The soldier turned around to face Gilliam, who was slowly walking towards him. The mercenary looked dead serious as he approached Darius.</p><p></p><p>“You fought well in the warehouse, Darius, and we could use another sword arm for our next battle”.</p><p></p><p>“I fought well, you say?” Darius replied with sarcasm. “Well, it wasn't good enough, for Janir and the others were slain there! They were my friends, Gilliam, and I failed them”.</p><p></p><p>It was Gilliam's turn to shake his head slowly. “I see things differently. You couldn't save them, that much is true. Don't you think you are truly failing your friends by not fulfilling what they started, by defeating Reldo, in their name?”.</p><p></p><p>Darius thought about this for a moment, in silence, and then looked back at the mercenary. “Maybe” he started, sounding angry “Maybe I could avenge their deaths, by joining you in an attempt to capture the dwarf. But what would come of off that? I almost died, in that last battle”.</p><p></p><p>Gilliam hadn't seen the soldier of the Honor Guard fight, since he had been focused in his own struggle, but he could tell that his words were accurate. “I almost died, too, and so did Vincent and Kahleen” he said to Darius. The other two were listening intently, and each nodded on their own.</p><p></p><p>“Is it fear that holds you back from another encounter with death, Darius?” Gilliam pressed.</p><p></p><p>“No” the soldier replied with some hesitation. “I just don't see how I can help you in the next encounter with Reldo”.</p><p></p><p>Gilliam shrugged, as if it was simple enough. “You survived, yes? That's proof of your value”.</p><p></p><p>Darius was shaking his head to the sides while the mercenary was saying the words. “Nay, that was luck, no more”.</p><p></p><p>“Luck is a factor in battles, but not the deciding one” Vincent called from the ground, his voice sounding distant. “I was lucky to not have died, but my instincts were the crucial aspect that decided if I survived or not”.</p><p></p><p>The bodyguard looked at the squire, and smiled. “Vincent speaks the truth: you were lucky, but your innate skills allowed you to come this far, alive”.</p><p></p><p>Gilliam went back to facing Darius. “Don't you remember what I said, back then, before the battle?” he asked him, making a fist in front of his face with one hand. “Choices. That's what life is about. Now choose, Darius, soldier of the Honor Guard: will you avenge your dead companions, or will you merely go away and mourn them?”.</p><p></p><p>The words seemed to have an effect on the tired soldier, for he didn't reject them. Darius remained there, silent, and eventually he looked at Gilliam in the eye, a different expression on his face. In the darkness, Gilliam wasn't sure, but there was something sparkling in the man's eyes as he spoke.</p><p></p><p>“I choose to make that dwarf pay for the wrongs he caused us this night, and I will not rest until that happens”.</p><p></p><p>Gilliam nodded, happy to hear this, and approached the soldier to place a hand on his shoulder. “You have survived, Darius, and that alone signifies you have what it takes to keep going through other battles. I sense from you that if you persevere, one day you'll become a grand warrior, renowned for his deeds in battle. A knight, even”.</p><p></p><p>While Gilliam sounded dead serious, Darius didn't look like he was about to take all of that in stride, at least not for the moment.</p><p></p><p>“In any case, we can't stay here any longer. Vince, can you walk?” Gilliam asked, pulling away from Darius, and then he saw the elf already up from the ground, although he was leaning on Kahleen to keep himself standing.</p><p></p><p>“Take it easy, Vincent, one step at a time” the shaman was instructing the squire. Looking up and eying Gilliam and Darius, she asked “Go ahead of us, so that you can protect Vincent, should trouble arise”.</p><p></p><p>Both soldier and mercenary nodded, and without saying a word, they clasped each other's forearms, right before moving ahead and scouting the area for Vincent and Kahleen. </p><p></p><p>The night was silent in this district, as people weren't allowed to cause disruptions after midnight. The other districts were there for that kind of thing. And Malakhati the Scorpion liked it quiet. </p><p></p><p>“They survived the ambush, and now they seek to battle the one that almost killed them?” he asked no one in particular. The invisible being sighed and flew through a building, coming out from the opposite wall, and then headed towards upwards, above the city.</p><p></p><p>“Foolishness”.</p><p></p><p>---oOo---</p><p></p><p>“What do you need from House Kashtar and the Honor Guard, mercenary?” the captain of the Honor Guard inquired, a tired look on his face. It was a couple of hours after the middle of the night, after all, and the man couldn't be expected to look fresh and energetic.</p><p></p><p>Gilliam was pacing from one end of the room to the other as he talked. There wasn't much walking space in the captain's office, which was within Valor's Banner, but the mercenary used whatever was available to get his body moving, and thus energize his brain, dead tired as he was. </p><p></p><p>The other three decided to stay in one spot, watching the mercenary do the talking. Vincent would have the reputation to request things from either his House or the guard, but he knew that Gilliam would know exactly what to demand for.</p><p></p><p>“We need a decent suit of armor for Darius, your soldier” Gilliam started, putting a finger straight to help him count the things he was requesting. “We need a new chain shirt – magical - for me” he lifted another finger “And a pair of bastard swords, the best you've got, for me, too”.</p><p></p><p>The captain of the guard, Thomas Valen by name, merely raised an eyebrow at the frantic pacing of the mercenary. “You do realize that you'll have to pay for your own equipment, yes?”.</p><p></p><p>This caught Gilliam's attention and the man halted his pacing to face captain Thomas. </p><p></p><p>“What”.</p><p></p><p>“The House or the Honor Guard can provide with arms and armor for their members, but not for mercenaries like yourself”.</p><p></p><p>Seeing Gilliam's expression of disbelief, the man added “Weapons are expensive, and neither House Kashtar or the city guard have spare ones, I'm afraid”.</p><p></p><p>Gilliam cursed under his breath and continued his pacing. “Fine. Where was I... ah, yes! Two bastard swords for me. Vincent needs a better spear, and some repairs on his armor” he continued, lifting a finger for each object he mentioned.</p><p></p><p>“Is that all?” captain Thomas asked, taking notes in a parchment that lay nearby.</p><p></p><p>“That will be all” Gilliam said with a nod.</p><p></p><p>“You're very efficient and quick thinking, Gilliam” came the appraisal from Kahleen, who seemed impressed.</p><p></p><p>“That's Gil for you” Vincent said to her while looking at the mercenary.</p><p></p><p>Darius couldn't help but smile. “And pretty generous, too: my armor is fine, I don't really need a new one” he added in a whisper.</p><p></p><p>“For what we're dealing with, yes, yes you do” the elven squire responded in a whisper.</p><p></p><p>The captain rose from his chair and looked at the four people standing there. “Very well. I will make sure the fellows at the armory know of this. You need the items for tomorrow night, yes?”.</p><p></p><p>Darius nodded. “Indeed. The... counter-attack we're carrying on will happen tomorrow night, at the Port district”.</p><p></p><p>“To capture the spies?”. </p><p></p><p>“Oh, we're looking for one spy in particular, not the whole group” Gilliam clarified with a grim smile. “And he's going to be sorry he ever ambushed us”.</p><p></p><p>“I'll make sure of that” Vincent added with conviction, clenching a fist by his chest. Darius did likewise and nodded.</p><p></p><p>Kahleen was the only one that looked devoid of vengeance or anger towards Reldo and his followers. “I will ensure they return alive, captain”. </p><p></p><p>“Please do” Thomas replied before he left the room and went outside. “I'll have to ask you to leave, since I can't afford to abandon my room with others in it”.</p><p></p><p>No one complained about this, not even Gilliam, and they left the chamber, together.</p><p></p><p>After the captain's figure was gone from sight, Darius looked at the mercenary. “What's the plan, Gilliam? How can we beat Reldo and company, just by ourselves?” he asked with his arms folded.</p><p></p><p>Gilliam smiled wickedly. “We'll use magic against him, Darius, so that he abandons his men, leaving us with him alone for some friendly banter”.</p><p></p><p>“Magic?” Darius asked sceptically with a raised eyebrow. “We don't have a wizard with us”.</p><p></p><p>“But we have shamanic magic” Kahleen informed the soldier with a wink of her one eye.</p><p></p><p>Darius didn't object; in fact, he smiled broadly at the prospect.</p><p></p><p>“Then we have all that we need”.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cerulean_Wings, post: 3991293, member: 55060"] I don't feel like my body is in pain all the time anymore! Jubilation! Let us achieve, and all those things. Like by, say, reading the newest chapter :) Rogue's Gallery is going to be updated shortly; we've got a couple of level ups and equipment-updating to do! CHAPTER 10 [B]The aftermath[/B] “Alright, let's stay here, and see if we're still being pursued” Gilliam said to the rest, placing Vincent on the floor, using a wall as support for the weakened squire. The elf was semi-conscious, mumbling incoherences every now and then, and his chest was splattered with blood in different sections. Gilliam's armor was full of holes, all thanks to Reldo, and Vincent's wasn't any better, with several plate layers missing around the torso. It was hard to believe one angry dwarf did this to the two of them. Kahleen kneeled and pressed both hands on Vincent's chest, manifesting the tell-tale orange aura in a matter of seconds, which enveloped him and begun to close the injuries he had. The shaman didn't have much more spiritual energy left, and thus the job was far from done, but it would preserve the life of Vincent. Additionally, it made him regain full consciousness. Meanwhile, Darius had his sword out, standing guard a few feet away from the three, ensuring that any pursuers would meet some resistance if it came to that. “I don't hear anything” Darius informed. “Nor do I see any of the assassins coming”. They were right next to a merchant's house, but they had opted to remain in the shadows, were the torchlight didn't give them away. The mad run from the warehouse they performed had seemed like an eternity, but the night sky wasn't clearing in the least, meaning it had probably lasted no more than half an hour. “Doesn't mean anything, really” responded Gilliam, sitting right next to Vincent. The bodyguard had succeeded in his duty, but it had cost him greatly in the end. “Damnation, I lost my swords!” he swore, realizing he had left the twin blades back in the warehouse. After Reldo had hit him hard, he must have dropped them and forgotten all about them. “Be thankful you didn't lose more than that, child” Kahleen wisely reminded him. The shaman was standing, bow in hand, acting as a sentry like Darius. “Where's the rest?” came a weakened query from the groggy squire. Darius looked over his shoulder. “Dead. Lazarus, Mathias, Janir... all dead” he informed, his voice filled with regret and sadness. Vincent groaned, due to pain or the grim news, no one could tell. “What about the other soldier, Gon?”. There was a second of silence before the soldier responded “I don't know. I think I saw him slaying the wizard, and I lost sight of him after we ran away”. He didn't sound like he cared, either way. With some difficulty, Gilliam stood up, still using the wall to help himself. “We need to capture Reldo” he stated, all of a sudden. Everyone else glanced in his direction, a bit startled. “We're in no condition to do that, Gilliam” Darius reminded him wearily. He was the least wounded of the four, but he was dead tired from the battle and the escape. “He's right” was the response from Vincent, still sounding weak and battered. “Not today” the mercenary clarified. “Tomorrow night. Reldo said something about House Kashtar plotting against the other Houses, meaning he knows quite a bit from the other side of things” Gilliam tried to take a step forwards and almost collapsed, losing his balance after separating from the wall. “In that case, I'll escort you to Valor's Banner, so that you may find a secure resting place” Darius offered, moving around the perimeter of the building, still checking for hidden enemies. He could've sworn he saw a red sparkle somewhere in the darkness, but he realized it was probably his weariness making him see things. Vincent looked up from his sitting position. “You're not coming with us?”. Darius shook his head slowly. “I'm afraid I would be more of a burden than a blessing, going with you”. “I disagree”. The soldier turned around to face Gilliam, who was slowly walking towards him. The mercenary looked dead serious as he approached Darius. “You fought well in the warehouse, Darius, and we could use another sword arm for our next battle”. “I fought well, you say?” Darius replied with sarcasm. “Well, it wasn't good enough, for Janir and the others were slain there! They were my friends, Gilliam, and I failed them”. It was Gilliam's turn to shake his head slowly. “I see things differently. You couldn't save them, that much is true. Don't you think you are truly failing your friends by not fulfilling what they started, by defeating Reldo, in their name?”. Darius thought about this for a moment, in silence, and then looked back at the mercenary. “Maybe” he started, sounding angry “Maybe I could avenge their deaths, by joining you in an attempt to capture the dwarf. But what would come of off that? I almost died, in that last battle”. Gilliam hadn't seen the soldier of the Honor Guard fight, since he had been focused in his own struggle, but he could tell that his words were accurate. “I almost died, too, and so did Vincent and Kahleen” he said to Darius. The other two were listening intently, and each nodded on their own. “Is it fear that holds you back from another encounter with death, Darius?” Gilliam pressed. “No” the soldier replied with some hesitation. “I just don't see how I can help you in the next encounter with Reldo”. Gilliam shrugged, as if it was simple enough. “You survived, yes? That's proof of your value”. Darius was shaking his head to the sides while the mercenary was saying the words. “Nay, that was luck, no more”. “Luck is a factor in battles, but not the deciding one” Vincent called from the ground, his voice sounding distant. “I was lucky to not have died, but my instincts were the crucial aspect that decided if I survived or not”. The bodyguard looked at the squire, and smiled. “Vincent speaks the truth: you were lucky, but your innate skills allowed you to come this far, alive”. Gilliam went back to facing Darius. “Don't you remember what I said, back then, before the battle?” he asked him, making a fist in front of his face with one hand. “Choices. That's what life is about. Now choose, Darius, soldier of the Honor Guard: will you avenge your dead companions, or will you merely go away and mourn them?”. The words seemed to have an effect on the tired soldier, for he didn't reject them. Darius remained there, silent, and eventually he looked at Gilliam in the eye, a different expression on his face. In the darkness, Gilliam wasn't sure, but there was something sparkling in the man's eyes as he spoke. “I choose to make that dwarf pay for the wrongs he caused us this night, and I will not rest until that happens”. Gilliam nodded, happy to hear this, and approached the soldier to place a hand on his shoulder. “You have survived, Darius, and that alone signifies you have what it takes to keep going through other battles. I sense from you that if you persevere, one day you'll become a grand warrior, renowned for his deeds in battle. A knight, even”. While Gilliam sounded dead serious, Darius didn't look like he was about to take all of that in stride, at least not for the moment. “In any case, we can't stay here any longer. Vince, can you walk?” Gilliam asked, pulling away from Darius, and then he saw the elf already up from the ground, although he was leaning on Kahleen to keep himself standing. “Take it easy, Vincent, one step at a time” the shaman was instructing the squire. Looking up and eying Gilliam and Darius, she asked “Go ahead of us, so that you can protect Vincent, should trouble arise”. Both soldier and mercenary nodded, and without saying a word, they clasped each other's forearms, right before moving ahead and scouting the area for Vincent and Kahleen. The night was silent in this district, as people weren't allowed to cause disruptions after midnight. The other districts were there for that kind of thing. And Malakhati the Scorpion liked it quiet. “They survived the ambush, and now they seek to battle the one that almost killed them?” he asked no one in particular. The invisible being sighed and flew through a building, coming out from the opposite wall, and then headed towards upwards, above the city. “Foolishness”. ---oOo--- “What do you need from House Kashtar and the Honor Guard, mercenary?” the captain of the Honor Guard inquired, a tired look on his face. It was a couple of hours after the middle of the night, after all, and the man couldn't be expected to look fresh and energetic. Gilliam was pacing from one end of the room to the other as he talked. There wasn't much walking space in the captain's office, which was within Valor's Banner, but the mercenary used whatever was available to get his body moving, and thus energize his brain, dead tired as he was. The other three decided to stay in one spot, watching the mercenary do the talking. Vincent would have the reputation to request things from either his House or the guard, but he knew that Gilliam would know exactly what to demand for. “We need a decent suit of armor for Darius, your soldier” Gilliam started, putting a finger straight to help him count the things he was requesting. “We need a new chain shirt – magical - for me” he lifted another finger “And a pair of bastard swords, the best you've got, for me, too”. The captain of the guard, Thomas Valen by name, merely raised an eyebrow at the frantic pacing of the mercenary. “You do realize that you'll have to pay for your own equipment, yes?”. This caught Gilliam's attention and the man halted his pacing to face captain Thomas. “What”. “The House or the Honor Guard can provide with arms and armor for their members, but not for mercenaries like yourself”. Seeing Gilliam's expression of disbelief, the man added “Weapons are expensive, and neither House Kashtar or the city guard have spare ones, I'm afraid”. Gilliam cursed under his breath and continued his pacing. “Fine. Where was I... ah, yes! Two bastard swords for me. Vincent needs a better spear, and some repairs on his armor” he continued, lifting a finger for each object he mentioned. “Is that all?” captain Thomas asked, taking notes in a parchment that lay nearby. “That will be all” Gilliam said with a nod. “You're very efficient and quick thinking, Gilliam” came the appraisal from Kahleen, who seemed impressed. “That's Gil for you” Vincent said to her while looking at the mercenary. Darius couldn't help but smile. “And pretty generous, too: my armor is fine, I don't really need a new one” he added in a whisper. “For what we're dealing with, yes, yes you do” the elven squire responded in a whisper. The captain rose from his chair and looked at the four people standing there. “Very well. I will make sure the fellows at the armory know of this. You need the items for tomorrow night, yes?”. Darius nodded. “Indeed. The... counter-attack we're carrying on will happen tomorrow night, at the Port district”. “To capture the spies?”. “Oh, we're looking for one spy in particular, not the whole group” Gilliam clarified with a grim smile. “And he's going to be sorry he ever ambushed us”. “I'll make sure of that” Vincent added with conviction, clenching a fist by his chest. Darius did likewise and nodded. Kahleen was the only one that looked devoid of vengeance or anger towards Reldo and his followers. “I will ensure they return alive, captain”. “Please do” Thomas replied before he left the room and went outside. “I'll have to ask you to leave, since I can't afford to abandon my room with others in it”. No one complained about this, not even Gilliam, and they left the chamber, together. After the captain's figure was gone from sight, Darius looked at the mercenary. “What's the plan, Gilliam? How can we beat Reldo and company, just by ourselves?” he asked with his arms folded. Gilliam smiled wickedly. “We'll use magic against him, Darius, so that he abandons his men, leaving us with him alone for some friendly banter”. “Magic?” Darius asked sceptically with a raised eyebrow. “We don't have a wizard with us”. “But we have shamanic magic” Kahleen informed the soldier with a wink of her one eye. Darius didn't object; in fact, he smiled broadly at the prospect. “Then we have all that we need”. [/QUOTE]
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