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Dark Ages (Book I, Chapter VIII)
The short sword just grazed his throat Thera Veli but the elf felt the cold steel as deeply penetrating on your skin as if the sword had already traversed. The pulse of the dwarf was firm and secure and the priest certainly knew that if he followed the instructions of those beady eyes nothing will happen. Although it failed to prevent large drops of sweat trickling down his forehead and squeeze your hair. His hands became suddenly wet and wet the ashes of the creature that had just destroyed.
"So you do to burn these little monsters," Thera said without moving the bar one iota. Well, I've screwed up good, boy. This medallion that I have tells me you are destroying what I'm looking for.
-Thera ... I think ...
- Calla Ulric! This type screwed up and now we will have to fix it. Do not you, elf?
dwarf's companion entered the viewing range of Velia and he beheld a tall, nervous carrying a foreign object in his hands. He bent down and placed it carefully on the floor, on a pedestal, out of reach of small draconian.
- What ... do you want from me? He managed to mumble a cleric.
-practical guy. Nothing to ask who we are and what we do here. That's OK, curiosity is very bad.
moved closer Thera the sword to his throat before continuing. The blade grazed his cheek was unbearably cold which caused even more sweat Velie.
"What I whispered in his ear menacingly Thera Veli, so close that the whisper seemed to resound in the head elf. What I want is that you're very still while we take what we came for. Nothing screams stupid. Nothing and no rush to bring that precious hands medallion around his neck. Before you utter the name of this goddess yours I will have cut off the head like my dear friend Astkainteroth.
The dwarf said the object he so carefully the young man had deposited in the soil.
was a head! The head of an elf! Almond eyes looked at him with curiosity and his mouth parted in a grin when he saw the bewildered clergyman. Velie was unable to prevent an intense shiver runs behind him.
"Okay, elf. I think you've understood. Remember that my sword will always be faster than your thoughts so behave yourself and nothing will happen-Thera paused to make his threat more theatrical. Behave badly and my friend Astkainteroth have a playmate. Okay, elf? Velie
nodded, unable to utter a word. Thera forced him to get up and sit in a corner, tied his hands behind his back and began to bandage his eyes when he thought better and decided that contemplation Astkainteroth head could be more effective than the dark when deter the prisoner to give the alarm.
-Astkainteroth
monitor you, elf. So carefully with fooling. Wherever you see, is a very powerful sorcerer. Velie
again nodded, listening only sign that Thera's words because his eyes never left the scathing Astkainteroth smile that held her gaze with the scorn in her eyes dancing.
- What now? Ulric thought but never said a word. He stood at the door, fearing and hoping the time Thera cease any threat to the cleric and address him. The eyes of his companions were concentrated in the elf cleric and seemed to have forgotten all about the presence of Ulric in the cell. He really did not care. Would have liked to be far away at the time, away in the mountains hunting goblins and ogres and away from Temple of Doom and wizards without a body. The horror that was reflected in the face of the young elf to contemplate what the wizard was not very different from what he felt. And the cleric had not had to touch it or carry with him the whole way. Ulric had avoided everything possible to touch the stump that had been part of the wizard's neck, afraid that the revulsion caused him was greater than his task of carrying it.
Despite the revulsion caused him, had to admit that, deep down, had also felt pity for the man she had ever body had not been able to carry it upside down like any object instead of a living person. Thera had not realized that. Thera now seemed to have become another person. So determined and so hard that Ulric did not recognize. It did not seem very different from those ogres who called children themselves Evil Cruel and ruthless, making the most of the terror that caused the young cleric elf.
- Come, Ulric! We do not have all day, the dwarf does not sheathed his sword and kept always close by if the young cleric elf changed plans and decided to undertake a suicide flight.
- What am I supposed I have to do? Ulric asked looking for the first time around.
The cell in which they found was almost equal to that which had just left it just was not empty. There were at least two dozen monsters screaming and thrashing about trying to get rid of something invisible that kept away from them. Ulric looked at the medallion hanging around his neck, amber stone had begun to glow since they had entered the cell and its orange glow appeared to look directly at those little monstrous creatures.
- Are we supposed to take one of those guys? Ulric asked to believe it unfinished.
-For a description of the witch, I thought the object would look something like a magic ball. Perhaps they were ... we are looking eggs Thera replied looking around. It seems that the chicks have left the nest. What hacemos, mago?
Si Astkainteroth hubiera podido señalar habría extendido la mano hacia la más pequeña de las criaturas. Si hubiera podido andar se habría acercado él mismo hasta ella y la hubiera cogido entre sus brazos. Si hubiera podido hablar, con sus palabras habría formado los versos arcanos que habrían liberado las mágicas ataduras de la criatura. Pero no podía hacerlo así que dirigió su mirada hacia el ejemplar elegido y levantó las cejas.
Thera entendió la señal y señaló al pequeño draconiano.
—Ese de ahí –la enana miró de nuevo al mago y, a un gesto de asentimiento, indicó a Ulric que se acercara a la criatura.
- Why do I have to ... Hard-Thera gesture silenced the protest that began to come to his lips and Ulric obeyed but he did not want anything touching those horrible creatures.
The bug had bulging eyes that bored into the medallion around his neck Ulric instantly stood still, waiting for the gentleman come to him, perhaps mesmerized by the orange glow emitting amber stone. When Ulric came up he reached out and touched his fingers the head of the creature. It was cold to the touch, cold and clammy skin like a snake. His fingers
noticed something else a current that seemed to be the head of the animal until the medallion hanging around his neck. Magic! Ulric grumbled, taking care that none of his colleagues to hear.
- Is this? He asked, turning his gaze to the magician. Astkainteroth's smile told it was that the chosen animal. His hands tried to catch the creature, no bigger than the head of Astkainteroth but his fingers encountered the magical bonds that caught the animal. Surprised, she turned back to the wizard.
The eyes of two met for a moment. Ulric the dark, warm, bright Astkainteroth that of cold. Helplessly, Ulric felt trapped by those shifty eyes and felt his dumb joke.
"Not so fast, young gentleman was Astkainteroth the words on your lips very slowly, so that Ulric could read them properly. I can not speak. You have to perform the spell to free the creature.
- No! Ulric cried before the finish wizard spell.
Book I: Sanction
Chapter 8
The art of falling apart
The short sword just grazed his throat Thera Veli but the elf felt the cold steel as deeply penetrating on your skin as if the sword had already traversed. The pulse of the dwarf was firm and secure and the priest certainly knew that if he followed the instructions of those beady eyes nothing will happen. Although it failed to prevent large drops of sweat trickling down his forehead and squeeze your hair. His hands became suddenly wet and wet the ashes of the creature that had just destroyed.
"So you do to burn these little monsters," Thera said without moving the bar one iota. Well, I've screwed up good, boy. This medallion that I have tells me you are destroying what I'm looking for.
-Thera ... I think ...
- Calla Ulric! This type screwed up and now we will have to fix it. Do not you, elf?
dwarf's companion entered the viewing range of Velia and he beheld a tall, nervous carrying a foreign object in his hands. He bent down and placed it carefully on the floor, on a pedestal, out of reach of small draconian.
- What ... do you want from me? He managed to mumble a cleric.
-practical guy. Nothing to ask who we are and what we do here. That's OK, curiosity is very bad.
moved closer Thera the sword to his throat before continuing. The blade grazed his cheek was unbearably cold which caused even more sweat Velie.
"What I whispered in his ear menacingly Thera Veli, so close that the whisper seemed to resound in the head elf. What I want is that you're very still while we take what we came for. Nothing screams stupid. Nothing and no rush to bring that precious hands medallion around his neck. Before you utter the name of this goddess yours I will have cut off the head like my dear friend Astkainteroth.
The dwarf said the object he so carefully the young man had deposited in the soil.
was a head! The head of an elf! Almond eyes looked at him with curiosity and his mouth parted in a grin when he saw the bewildered clergyman. Velie was unable to prevent an intense shiver runs behind him.
"Okay, elf. I think you've understood. Remember that my sword will always be faster than your thoughts so behave yourself and nothing will happen-Thera paused to make his threat more theatrical. Behave badly and my friend Astkainteroth have a playmate. Okay, elf? Velie
nodded, unable to utter a word. Thera forced him to get up and sit in a corner, tied his hands behind his back and began to bandage his eyes when he thought better and decided that contemplation Astkainteroth head could be more effective than the dark when deter the prisoner to give the alarm.
-Astkainteroth
monitor you, elf. So carefully with fooling. Wherever you see, is a very powerful sorcerer. Velie
again nodded, listening only sign that Thera's words because his eyes never left the scathing Astkainteroth smile that held her gaze with the scorn in her eyes dancing.
- What now? Ulric thought but never said a word. He stood at the door, fearing and hoping the time Thera cease any threat to the cleric and address him. The eyes of his companions were concentrated in the elf cleric and seemed to have forgotten all about the presence of Ulric in the cell. He really did not care. Would have liked to be far away at the time, away in the mountains hunting goblins and ogres and away from Temple of Doom and wizards without a body. The horror that was reflected in the face of the young elf to contemplate what the wizard was not very different from what he felt. And the cleric had not had to touch it or carry with him the whole way. Ulric had avoided everything possible to touch the stump that had been part of the wizard's neck, afraid that the revulsion caused him was greater than his task of carrying it.
Despite the revulsion caused him, had to admit that, deep down, had also felt pity for the man she had ever body had not been able to carry it upside down like any object instead of a living person. Thera had not realized that. Thera now seemed to have become another person. So determined and so hard that Ulric did not recognize. It did not seem very different from those ogres who called children themselves Evil Cruel and ruthless, making the most of the terror that caused the young cleric elf.
- Come, Ulric! We do not have all day, the dwarf does not sheathed his sword and kept always close by if the young cleric elf changed plans and decided to undertake a suicide flight.
- What am I supposed I have to do? Ulric asked looking for the first time around.
The cell in which they found was almost equal to that which had just left it just was not empty. There were at least two dozen monsters screaming and thrashing about trying to get rid of something invisible that kept away from them. Ulric looked at the medallion hanging around his neck, amber stone had begun to glow since they had entered the cell and its orange glow appeared to look directly at those little monstrous creatures.
- Are we supposed to take one of those guys? Ulric asked to believe it unfinished.
-For a description of the witch, I thought the object would look something like a magic ball. Perhaps they were ... we are looking eggs Thera replied looking around. It seems that the chicks have left the nest. What hacemos, mago?
Si Astkainteroth hubiera podido señalar habría extendido la mano hacia la más pequeña de las criaturas. Si hubiera podido andar se habría acercado él mismo hasta ella y la hubiera cogido entre sus brazos. Si hubiera podido hablar, con sus palabras habría formado los versos arcanos que habrían liberado las mágicas ataduras de la criatura. Pero no podía hacerlo así que dirigió su mirada hacia el ejemplar elegido y levantó las cejas.
Thera entendió la señal y señaló al pequeño draconiano.
—Ese de ahí –la enana miró de nuevo al mago y, a un gesto de asentimiento, indicó a Ulric que se acercara a la criatura.
- Why do I have to ... Hard-Thera gesture silenced the protest that began to come to his lips and Ulric obeyed but he did not want anything touching those horrible creatures.
The bug had bulging eyes that bored into the medallion around his neck Ulric instantly stood still, waiting for the gentleman come to him, perhaps mesmerized by the orange glow emitting amber stone. When Ulric came up he reached out and touched his fingers the head of the creature. It was cold to the touch, cold and clammy skin like a snake. His fingers
noticed something else a current that seemed to be the head of the animal until the medallion hanging around his neck. Magic! Ulric grumbled, taking care that none of his colleagues to hear.
- Is this? He asked, turning his gaze to the magician. Astkainteroth's smile told it was that the chosen animal. His hands tried to catch the creature, no bigger than the head of Astkainteroth but his fingers encountered the magical bonds that caught the animal. Surprised, she turned back to the wizard.
The eyes of two met for a moment. Ulric the dark, warm, bright Astkainteroth that of cold. Helplessly, Ulric felt trapped by those shifty eyes and felt his dumb joke.
"Not so fast, young gentleman was Astkainteroth the words on your lips very slowly, so that Ulric could read them properly. I can not speak. You have to perform the spell to free the creature.
- No! Ulric cried before the finish wizard spell.
- Chisssssssst! Ulric! "He scolded Thera-What do you want? "Attracting all the soldiers and have a party?
"I'm not a magician, Thera, I can not do any spell. "Well Astkainteroth
I can not do it and I have to watch our friend pointed ears and touched you, dear. This is more fun than running through the mountains eh?
"I think back to the mountains when it comes out of here, thought-Ulric, and I hope never to see any stupid dwarf the rest of my life. Ulric
grabbed the animal and pulled it with all his might, the animal remained calm while the gentleman pulled him but did not yield bonds and Ulric Magic fell to the ground by the momentum. His eyes met those of Velia.
- And the elf? It is a cleric, that's almost like being a magician!
Thera
considered it.
I do not know what to say. Can you do it, elf? Watch out for fooling around. Velie
rose and walked slowly to the creature. Thera's sword had not moved one iota from his throat and the cleric was too scared to think so merely to obey. Muttered something hasty and sighed with relief when Takhisis answered his prayer and delivered to the small draconian.
"Okay," Thera said. In the end the elf has served a purpose. Grab the bug, Ulric.
The animal, mesmerized by the orange glow that gave off the medallion Ulric is left to pick that led to the magician and placed it beside him.
"Here you, wizard. What now?
"Now we transform this little animal as it should, said Astkainteroth fleshy lips. Are you ready? Ulric
turned to Thera.
- Why not tell the truth to the witch? This creature is what we found, it is up to them where we have taken the medallions.
"Do not try escaquearte, Ulric. Seems to lie what you're whining. If Ewan was here that the spell would have already done.
-Ewan would never have committed the folly of entering into this accursed temple Ulric you thought but did not say aloud. He turned back to Astkainteroth.
- What do I have to do? "He said resignedly.
Astkainteroth lips parted in a smile of pleasure. Obviously, the young could never make any spell. Know the right words, but could show them, it would take years to learn to pronounce correctly in the unlikely event that it would have been interested. But that did not matter, the sorcerer was an intense pleasure to see the pressure he was subjected to the young gentleman. Astkainteroth had spent too much time alone and bored, trapped in his laboratory. Now it was reasonable to have some fun and find out where I could use this young man.
"We'll need two things, one is wearing the medallion around her neck.
- what else?
-blood, sir, your blood.
Astkainteroth The almond eyes are locked on Ulric with a quizzical look, his lips parted in a smile. The gentleman did not seem to understand what he had to do and remained silent, trying to understand, while the creature remained quiet in his hands.
- What? -La Ulric's voice sounded too keen to ask the question. What the hell was asking that wizard?
"Easy, Ulric. Can not we use the blood elf? Thera asked the sword even closer to the neck of the clergy. Astkainteroth
refused by turning the head as far as the stump that his neck had been allowed. His lips turned to spell words that would make the creature was exactly the object expected to be a witch.
"The creature has within him the essence of what we want. The soul of the spell. That's what we're saying the medallion to shine that way. Your blood and your words, sir, will give an appropriate manner that essence. You do not have to be afraid. A few drops of your blood on the baby's head will suffice.
Astkainteroth knight stared the whole time it was silent, wondering whether or not to case the magician.
- Come, Ulric, we do not have all day! Thera-urged him, "is not going to spend anything for a drop of blood. If you prefer, I'll break your nose with a punch.
- and be able to do Ulric while he thought was a small cut on his finger, so small he had to push a bit to get out the blood.
"There.
-Blood Drops on the creature, "continued the wizard. Ulric
obeyed and turned to look at Astkainteroth awaiting further instructions. The magician's lips reverently spelled a word.
-S-h-o-d-u-a-d.
-Chodat. She tried to repeat Ulric.
"No, Shodu.
-Choduat.
-Shodu
-Chuduat.
-Shodu.
-Cho-duat.
"Close your eyes, sir, concentrate on the floor, sit inside you and then let her go alone. Ulric
closed his eyes and frowned. He focused on the word as he could, tried to reproduce the letters in his head, the image of the pale face of Astkainteroth forming the letters one by one with his silent lips. Ulric suddenly felt that the word came to life within your being. Something new and not unpleasant seemed to accelerate the blood running through his veins. Deep breath and, half opening his lips, let the words flowed as the Magician had indicated.
-Shodat.
If Astkainteroth snorting sound could have come to distant Tarshish. As no could, the wizard simply close our eyes and then open them and look menacingly Ulric.
- Ulric! Strive more! -I
excaballero Solamnic, Thera, not a bloody magician! "Protested the gentleman. Ulric
Sorcerer's looked away and concentrated on the weak creature who remained calm in his hands. The animal looked at him with big eyes and reptilian lips parted showing a long row of sharp teeth. The gentleman closed his eyes again, and gulped, tried again.
-Shoodat
The reptilian nervous but moved did not attempt to free herself. Ulric had failed again.
-finished and, boys, "the Thera urged. This is lasting too.
- Then you do the spell! Ulric-shifted to releasing the child. Or have hired a magician to help you instead of a gentleman that is what failed me!
- Let's discuss! -If Astkainteroth could scream at that time would have done with taste, although it had brought upon them the attention of all the soldiers of the Temple. The movements of his lips again attracted the attention of Ulric who returned to crouch beside the small draconian. "Sir
Astkainteroth ordered," Take off the locket and put it on the animal's head, where your blood has touched the skin of the creature. Ulric
obeyed without thinking twice, but nothing like that horrible medallion and pulling away from your skin. Felt freer once it had delivered the pendant, the burden seemed to have his neck was gone and the orange stone hands seemed to weigh as much as when hanging from his throat.
quickly put the amber tear on the creature's head. The animal stood quietly, staring at the locket up he felt it on his head.
"So, okay, sir," Astkainteroth continued with his instructions. Now, put your thumb on the stone of amber and squeeze, squeeze until you feel that the medallion burned.
amber stone was already hot to the touch and cut thousands of faces stared into his finger but did not complain Ulric, pressed with all the force he could muster, hoping to end everything once and cursing all the magicians in the world while his finger dipped in the animal's head.
"Close your eyes, sir, and concentrate on these words, reminiscent of the language so you prove Solamnic easier to pronounce. Strive as much as possible: M-A-T-H-E-A-SA-S-TP-HE-R-A-A-N
Ulric closed his eyes and pictured reciting the endless lines of code and Solamnic extent, the echoes of their native language in his memory awoke and uttered the words with the accent. Ast
Pehr-Mather.
A strange sense of euphoria took hold of the gentleman as he spoke the words but Ulric had no time to think about it. Just one second left to feel resistance to the pressure of your finger and opened her eyes. Amber stone came a yellow glow that swept his hand and surrounded the creature beneath him in a warm embrace. Ulric showed no surprise and continued to press until the heat was so strong he had to remove his hand. Now the medallion was completely embedded in the animal's head but this did not seem hurt or that it suffered any damage. The knight's eyes crossed again with the magician.
-Raise your hand, "ordered Astkainteroth. Ulric
raised his hand and watched the stone rose into the air to return back to land on his throat. At his feet, the baby wrapped in amber light began to squirm and discussed as if thousands of rays of light thrown on him in all directions. A second later he had disappeared and, instead, they saw what looked like an egg.
"There, spelled Astkainteroth, satisfied. That is what I sent for the witch, the magic that we used, although beautifully channeled by the gentleman, was the magic of the medallion itself so it is impossible to discover the deception.
- Are you sure?
"Of course, sir. The sorceress did not discover. She did not actually know what they're looking for.
- What do you mean eso?
—¡Seréis idiotas! ¡No es el momento de ponerse a charlar! –Thera se había acercado hecha una furia y contemplaba el huevo con prudencia— ¿Está listo?
—Sí –contestó Ulric recogiendo el huevo que había aparecido delante de él—. Está listo. El mago piensa que no habrá ningún problema.
—Vale, pues guárdalo que nos vamos. El elfo nos sacará de aquí.
Ulric guardó el huevo cuidadosamente en su zurrón. Después su mirada se volvió hacia Astkainteroth.
—¿Y qué hacemos con el mago?
Thera ya había levantado a Velie of a shove and pushed him toward the door.
- What do you do with it? "He said, amused Want to take with you?
-No. "Well, let
there. Here at least have company. Ulric
dozen creatures looked like the one he had in his hands, the little draconian screamed and writhed, fought for every piece of food they were getting dragged into the reach of their mouths.
- No! You can not leave me here! -Astkainteroth began to gesticulate so vehemently that they could not understand what he said when the magician saw that he had attracted the attention of the two changed the rhythm and movements of his face became slower. You must take me with you! I will need!
"I think not," said Thera safely and, turning round, took the elf of the cell of a push. Ulric
not move, he felt trapped by the magician's almond eyes and without thinking or talking to your partner caught Astkainteroth and put it in a bag tied to his belt.
"You're not very comfortable," he said. But I fear that will be the only way out of here.
"Well, I never thought I would see this. A former Knight Solamnia worrying about the comfort of a wizard sneered Thera. "I will crush
Ulric said pointing to the creatures who populated his cell, and may, nevertheless, continue to live. We can not stop here.
-Ya ... are you saying the Knights. Defend the weak and all that. I see you have not left everything behind, Ulric. Ulric
sighed and this time he said it was not a gentleman. It was true. There were things I could never leave behind.
- And the priest? He asked suddenly. Have you left out alone?
"It's too frightened to run away," laughed Thera. Do we go now or you pay someone else?
"I'm not a magician, Thera, I can not do any spell. "Well Astkainteroth
I can not do it and I have to watch our friend pointed ears and touched you, dear. This is more fun than running through the mountains eh?
"I think back to the mountains when it comes out of here, thought-Ulric, and I hope never to see any stupid dwarf the rest of my life. Ulric
grabbed the animal and pulled it with all his might, the animal remained calm while the gentleman pulled him but did not yield bonds and Ulric Magic fell to the ground by the momentum. His eyes met those of Velia.
- And the elf? It is a cleric, that's almost like being a magician!
Thera
considered it.
I do not know what to say. Can you do it, elf? Watch out for fooling around. Velie
rose and walked slowly to the creature. Thera's sword had not moved one iota from his throat and the cleric was too scared to think so merely to obey. Muttered something hasty and sighed with relief when Takhisis answered his prayer and delivered to the small draconian.
"Okay," Thera said. In the end the elf has served a purpose. Grab the bug, Ulric.
The animal, mesmerized by the orange glow that gave off the medallion Ulric is left to pick that led to the magician and placed it beside him.
"Here you, wizard. What now?
"Now we transform this little animal as it should, said Astkainteroth fleshy lips. Are you ready? Ulric
turned to Thera.
- Why not tell the truth to the witch? This creature is what we found, it is up to them where we have taken the medallions.
"Do not try escaquearte, Ulric. Seems to lie what you're whining. If Ewan was here that the spell would have already done.
-Ewan would never have committed the folly of entering into this accursed temple Ulric you thought but did not say aloud. He turned back to Astkainteroth.
- What do I have to do? "He said resignedly.
Astkainteroth lips parted in a smile of pleasure. Obviously, the young could never make any spell. Know the right words, but could show them, it would take years to learn to pronounce correctly in the unlikely event that it would have been interested. But that did not matter, the sorcerer was an intense pleasure to see the pressure he was subjected to the young gentleman. Astkainteroth had spent too much time alone and bored, trapped in his laboratory. Now it was reasonable to have some fun and find out where I could use this young man.
"We'll need two things, one is wearing the medallion around her neck.
- what else?
-blood, sir, your blood.
Astkainteroth The almond eyes are locked on Ulric with a quizzical look, his lips parted in a smile. The gentleman did not seem to understand what he had to do and remained silent, trying to understand, while the creature remained quiet in his hands.
- What? -La Ulric's voice sounded too keen to ask the question. What the hell was asking that wizard?
"Easy, Ulric. Can not we use the blood elf? Thera asked the sword even closer to the neck of the clergy. Astkainteroth
refused by turning the head as far as the stump that his neck had been allowed. His lips turned to spell words that would make the creature was exactly the object expected to be a witch.
"The creature has within him the essence of what we want. The soul of the spell. That's what we're saying the medallion to shine that way. Your blood and your words, sir, will give an appropriate manner that essence. You do not have to be afraid. A few drops of your blood on the baby's head will suffice.
Astkainteroth knight stared the whole time it was silent, wondering whether or not to case the magician.
- Come, Ulric, we do not have all day! Thera-urged him, "is not going to spend anything for a drop of blood. If you prefer, I'll break your nose with a punch.
- and be able to do Ulric while he thought was a small cut on his finger, so small he had to push a bit to get out the blood.
"There.
-Blood Drops on the creature, "continued the wizard. Ulric
obeyed and turned to look at Astkainteroth awaiting further instructions. The magician's lips reverently spelled a word.
-S-h-o-d-u-a-d.
-Chodat. She tried to repeat Ulric.
"No, Shodu.
-Choduat.
-Shodu
-Chuduat.
-Shodu.
-Cho-duat.
"Close your eyes, sir, concentrate on the floor, sit inside you and then let her go alone. Ulric
closed his eyes and frowned. He focused on the word as he could, tried to reproduce the letters in his head, the image of the pale face of Astkainteroth forming the letters one by one with his silent lips. Ulric suddenly felt that the word came to life within your being. Something new and not unpleasant seemed to accelerate the blood running through his veins. Deep breath and, half opening his lips, let the words flowed as the Magician had indicated.
-Shodat.
If Astkainteroth snorting sound could have come to distant Tarshish. As no could, the wizard simply close our eyes and then open them and look menacingly Ulric.
- Ulric! Strive more! -I
excaballero Solamnic, Thera, not a bloody magician! "Protested the gentleman. Ulric
Sorcerer's looked away and concentrated on the weak creature who remained calm in his hands. The animal looked at him with big eyes and reptilian lips parted showing a long row of sharp teeth. The gentleman closed his eyes again, and gulped, tried again.
-Shoodat
The reptilian nervous but moved did not attempt to free herself. Ulric had failed again.
-finished and, boys, "the Thera urged. This is lasting too.
- Then you do the spell! Ulric-shifted to releasing the child. Or have hired a magician to help you instead of a gentleman that is what failed me!
- Let's discuss! -If Astkainteroth could scream at that time would have done with taste, although it had brought upon them the attention of all the soldiers of the Temple. The movements of his lips again attracted the attention of Ulric who returned to crouch beside the small draconian. "Sir
Astkainteroth ordered," Take off the locket and put it on the animal's head, where your blood has touched the skin of the creature. Ulric
obeyed without thinking twice, but nothing like that horrible medallion and pulling away from your skin. Felt freer once it had delivered the pendant, the burden seemed to have his neck was gone and the orange stone hands seemed to weigh as much as when hanging from his throat.
quickly put the amber tear on the creature's head. The animal stood quietly, staring at the locket up he felt it on his head.
"So, okay, sir," Astkainteroth continued with his instructions. Now, put your thumb on the stone of amber and squeeze, squeeze until you feel that the medallion burned.
amber stone was already hot to the touch and cut thousands of faces stared into his finger but did not complain Ulric, pressed with all the force he could muster, hoping to end everything once and cursing all the magicians in the world while his finger dipped in the animal's head.
"Close your eyes, sir, and concentrate on these words, reminiscent of the language so you prove Solamnic easier to pronounce. Strive as much as possible: M-A-T-H-E-A-SA-S-TP-HE-R-A-A-N
Ulric closed his eyes and pictured reciting the endless lines of code and Solamnic extent, the echoes of their native language in his memory awoke and uttered the words with the accent. Ast
Pehr-Mather.
A strange sense of euphoria took hold of the gentleman as he spoke the words but Ulric had no time to think about it. Just one second left to feel resistance to the pressure of your finger and opened her eyes. Amber stone came a yellow glow that swept his hand and surrounded the creature beneath him in a warm embrace. Ulric showed no surprise and continued to press until the heat was so strong he had to remove his hand. Now the medallion was completely embedded in the animal's head but this did not seem hurt or that it suffered any damage. The knight's eyes crossed again with the magician.
-Raise your hand, "ordered Astkainteroth. Ulric
raised his hand and watched the stone rose into the air to return back to land on his throat. At his feet, the baby wrapped in amber light began to squirm and discussed as if thousands of rays of light thrown on him in all directions. A second later he had disappeared and, instead, they saw what looked like an egg.
"There, spelled Astkainteroth, satisfied. That is what I sent for the witch, the magic that we used, although beautifully channeled by the gentleman, was the magic of the medallion itself so it is impossible to discover the deception.
- Are you sure?
"Of course, sir. The sorceress did not discover. She did not actually know what they're looking for.
- What do you mean eso?
—¡Seréis idiotas! ¡No es el momento de ponerse a charlar! –Thera se había acercado hecha una furia y contemplaba el huevo con prudencia— ¿Está listo?
—Sí –contestó Ulric recogiendo el huevo que había aparecido delante de él—. Está listo. El mago piensa que no habrá ningún problema.
—Vale, pues guárdalo que nos vamos. El elfo nos sacará de aquí.
Ulric guardó el huevo cuidadosamente en su zurrón. Después su mirada se volvió hacia Astkainteroth.
—¿Y qué hacemos con el mago?
Thera ya había levantado a Velie of a shove and pushed him toward the door.
- What do you do with it? "He said, amused Want to take with you?
-No. "Well, let
there. Here at least have company. Ulric
dozen creatures looked like the one he had in his hands, the little draconian screamed and writhed, fought for every piece of food they were getting dragged into the reach of their mouths.
- No! You can not leave me here! -Astkainteroth began to gesticulate so vehemently that they could not understand what he said when the magician saw that he had attracted the attention of the two changed the rhythm and movements of his face became slower. You must take me with you! I will need!
"I think not," said Thera safely and, turning round, took the elf of the cell of a push. Ulric
not move, he felt trapped by the magician's almond eyes and without thinking or talking to your partner caught Astkainteroth and put it in a bag tied to his belt.
"You're not very comfortable," he said. But I fear that will be the only way out of here.
"Well, I never thought I would see this. A former Knight Solamnia worrying about the comfort of a wizard sneered Thera. "I will crush
Ulric said pointing to the creatures who populated his cell, and may, nevertheless, continue to live. We can not stop here.
-Ya ... are you saying the Knights. Defend the weak and all that. I see you have not left everything behind, Ulric. Ulric
sighed and this time he said it was not a gentleman. It was true. There were things I could never leave behind.
- And the priest? He asked suddenly. Have you left out alone?
"It's too frightened to run away," laughed Thera. Do we go now or you pay someone else?
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Wednesday, May 18, 2011
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Sunday, May 15, 2011
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Dark Ages (Book I, Chapter VII)
The discouragement that had taken hold of Veli in recent days had increased in the last hours. While he could discuss their doubts and fears with Marus had endured an unpleasant job as a heavy burden to bear constantly on their backs, it was strenuous but not smash finished. Now, forget the comfort I felt acute pain in the hands doing their daily tasks with small Marus had disappeared. The only occupation was filled nights contemplating the ceiling moldings when I could not sleep.
-Marus
can not spend many hours alone and you should rest more, "he had told his superiors," your work at the Temple of Duerghast is more important to attend to our old brother. Naturally, you can visit whenever you want Marus.
Velie had, but it was not the same. The new acolyte Marus was a young man, thoughtful, serious and ambitious that he watched impassively as he was to visit the elderly cleric. The man was not involved in the conversation never even remotely seem interested but broke his silent presence fully the feeling of tranquility, transmitting Marus.
The old clergyman had changed in those few days he seemed anxious and nervous about the release of his new acolyte, spoke in whispers and rambled more than usual. As much as he cared, Veli could not complain about the behavior of the young cleric. The man performed his duties perfectly, Marus did not leave alone for a second, took care of all your needs caring and guessed their needs. He could not be criticized for not listen to the endless ramblings of the elderly. human impatience, he said Velie. Marus possibly, humans also did not realize it. The days passed at a different pace to the race concerned.
Veli hands were covered with pustules that heal and not finish any human has ever complained of the time it took painfully suffering such torture but for Velie that time did not exist. The intensity of the pain persisted daily but had not spent enough time for the pain became a constant in his life, would have to spend at least a year suffer the same torture to feel that suffering was prolonged.
sores that day did not hurt too much, or at least no more than the previous day. The real upset was in his soul, the burden stand on his shoulders was a thousand times before it opened and again the damn cell full of perverted creatures magically had to destroy.
beings were becoming smaller and weaker but was still working just as hard. The infants had a huge zest for life and an incredible passion that it was weakened by the endless night of the prison. The elf sighed. Velia is asked every day how many would be but it was impossible to count. Where did so many children if every day was getting exterminate nearly half a dozen of them? The cell should begin to show clear, sites gaps where the creatures had already gone up in smoke but was not. All the space was still occupied and kept shouting and turning small as the first day.
The clerk looked at the little draconian with tired eyes. How many could be eliminated this evening? The work will require more time and it was becoming increasingly stressful. Velie had spent the morning praying at the Temple of Luerkhisis had been lying at the foot of the Dark Queen and had asked the forces that were missing but the goddess appeared to mock him. Takhisis took pleasure in their suffering and had not granted his grace. His forces were the minimum and the desperate cries of the creatures do not help to relax your nerves.
knelt beside one of them. Each time it was easier your way through the Temple of Duerghast. Became accustomed to this strange feeling that came over him whenever he was entering those dark corridors. The cries of the prisoners in the torture chamber began to seem like a sweet music.
- I hear the whispers of the dead he thought, and I'm getting used to the sound of their voices. There are so terrible.
However, that day the uneasy feeling that his soul was different, something had changed. Velie was a breath of fresh air that came from those walls and the warm breath of those freaks who screamed around him. It was as if someone had left a window open. How absurd. There were no windows in that dark basement. And if any of them enter the sweltering heat of the lava river that surrounded the Temple.
The black walls of the cell that had overheated was certainly an arm underground lava river and managed to spread its heat clearing them by blocks of stone. The solid walls of granite not allowed inside but the fire ate away the foundation and spread its heat through the building to remind them who was there, The Lords of Death that could invade human construction as they wished. Where, then, came from that draft?
was about to leave but declined to say anything and knelt on the floor, trying to concentrate on their task. The steps of the soldier who accompanied him went down the hall. Since I was alone. He stared into the eyes of the creature that tried to bite her hands.
Velie animal ignored the attack and put his hands over his head, the creature was debated furiously at the touch of your fingers. The priest closed his eyes. Do not want to think about air currents and rivers of lava. Had heard rumors of underground tunnels, of course, but the tunnels, if any, were in the bowels of the earth and they do not circulate the air currents.
breathed fresh looking strange that invaded his lungs and found it full of something that he was not entirely unknown. Magic.
The relationship between the clerics of Takhisis and the Black Robes had never been good but still recognize the magic Velie knew when he played near him. Trying to avoid as much as possible and never approached a Black Robe unless I had no choice. He himself had been surprised many times, watching the dark wizards through the distance the same Queen of Darkness put between your servers. Velia was fascinated and at the same time I felt a strange reluctance to those men and women which valued the magic to the wishes of the goddess.
At that time he felt the magical aura surrounding the sorcerers. The magic had taken hold of every pore of those cursed creatures in every crevice of those who guarded walls firm. The beating was around her and only her faith in Takhisis could help him endure the torment he was being subjected. Their prayers flew up to the ears of his goddess smiled with pleasure. He was his hand in the world, he would extend His power and glory throughout Krynn. The magic would end up dying, their ghosts would eventually subject to it, the most powerful among the powerful gods. Takhisis spread his fingers on his priest shields and magic that had oppressed his soul retired though still floating around. The hands of magic around him but could not see, could not touch. Velie opened his eyes and give thanks to his Queen, was again concentrated on his task.
matter how little he liked, much suffering he caused, his duty was to kill those strange creatures who did not like His Dark Majesty. Before him lay a whole cell full of them. Shouted, screaming and kicking. Some might even extend their leathery wings and fly deformed, rose all they could until the invisible chains that bound them pulled. It was time to stop contemplating and start working.
His eyes focused again on the little one who struggled under his hands, without thinking more pressed her fingers against the weak creature's brain and prayed. Instantly she felt comforted, the strength of Takhisis who had been denied during his morning prayers was now with him, beating inside. The power of the Dark Queen would give him strength to perform its task, its darkness will dispel the magical forces invade threatening to disrupt their duty. Velie closed his eyes again to concentrate even more in communion with their God, and not feel the cold magic rubbing his neck, and felt nothing.
was when he felt a chill down her spine. Something hard and very, very cold, leaned on his throat. He heard hurried footsteps and whispers. And a shrill voice shouted in his ear.
- not move, you elf! Velie
obeyed by instinct rather than because they had understood the meaning of words. The concentration that had cost him so broke and slowly get felt the hand of the goddess away from him and lost in the mists of infinity. He opened his eyes and found a steel-gray iris staring at him menacingly.
"There's no nothing. Thera
no longer bothered to keep silent. His boots had resonated strongly spiked while climbing stairs and turned to go into a maze of dark corridors. His ax jingled as it struck one of the buckles that held her back. His snorts had been getting louder and finally, when following the instructions of the wizard's head they found bloody penetrated into cells filled corridors of prisoners tortured, and were cursing that came from his throat. Astkainteroth guided them to the darkest corridors and even the darkest of the cells and urged them to enter. The medallion around his neck gleamed with increasing force, but there was nothing.
Thera became threatening to head that Ulric had placed carefully on the floor before starting to inspect the room.
- Well? The voice of the dwarf rose more than was desirable. Here there Nothing. No need to look, Ulric. If even the door was closed.
head had previously been a powerful archmage looked around with surprise in her wide eyes.
- had to be here! I swear! I can feel your heart still beating within these walls and feel the medallion also said in their silent language.
-Will the essence but I do not get paid for the witch she snorted Thera. I'm starting to lose patience, magician.
- They must have destroyed them! I'm sure! Those damned clerics have destroyed! No my fault! Spell-head again.
"Nor is our fault," said Ulric Thera turning to the dwarf. If clerics have destroyed can not do anything. We have done everything we got here. The witch will not be angry.
- Do you really think that the witch is not going to get angry? It was a black robe, "said Thera Astkainteroth head pointing. Do you really think? "Well
Ulric hesitated," I have tried many Wizards ...
"Me neither. You know why? -Thera began to raise his voice dangerously. ALWAYS because they are angry. And things never go as they want even though you follow his instructions to the letter. If I work for a magician always charge double. No matter how easy it seems to work. They always end up complicating it. Never work for magicians, Ulric. Avoid them wherever possible. Are more treacherous gully dwarves and more annoying than a hundred kender.
- Can not we bring something? Ulric, "suggested looking around. Evidence that they have been here and this is what we found.
- and could lead? There is nothing here. Thera
fixed his angry gaze on Astkainteroth but the wizard does not cringed at it. Anyway, the wizard was not to blame. The medallion glowed amber witch as he had done since he entered the Temple, that murky, smelly cell was his destiny.
- Any suggestions, head hollow? Astkainteroth
not answer, seemed to be thinking. Can you think independently? Did he remember what he had been before being reduced to being a head move? "They stayed inside knowledge he had acquired when it still had a body and a voice that could make spells?
"I take the head of the witch-ended Thera-and know that we've come this damn temple tip to tip.
The threat was more effective than the dwarf's angry look. Astkainteroth was whiter than it already was, his pupils dilated from terror. Her mouth parted in a silent scream.
- NO!
"I accept tips, warlock.
-The locket is shining, so there must be something around here that contains part of the essence, keep looking. Thera
thought for a moment. Steps were heard moving through the corridor, they carried strong steps the clink of sword crashing against the legs of a soldier and steps weak drawing the rustle of a robe to touch the ground. Ulric slammed the door shut and looked silently at the window in the door.
"It's a cleric whispered Ulric. He is accompanied by a soldier.
The sound of footsteps was getting louder, the priest was coming, and could hear his rhythmic breathing, the haunting sound of a prayer on his lips. It was said that dark clerics walked at will by the Temple of Luerkhisis but did not expect so did the walls of the prison. The guard who was with him watching the shadows behind him. Thera gasped.
The steps continued for several long minutes until they stopped beside one of the cells.
-have entered the cell to the left, 'said Ulric rising again. The cleric had not thrown the hood, was an elf.
Thera-Describe-ordered.
-young, apparently about twenty human years, blond hair and seemed to be thinking about something.
- What do you mean? Ulric
hesitated before answering.
"Well ... not seem to notice anything going on around her.
"Oh, you mean that was in the clouds. Ulric
no reply.
- What about the soldier?
energetic steps of the soldier came back and went long.
-Ulric is up-informed. The cleric has remained in the cell. Thera
again concentrated their attention on Astkainteroth.
- Can we do it?
- Doing what? Ulric asked. Pass-
otherwise by the object that we have to find and has been destroyed.
Ulric's eyes opened wide, the wings of his nose was widened and his bristling mustache would have had if any. Would have liked to shout: These nuts! You're making plans to trick one of the most powerful wizards of Krynn! And you're doing business with a living head! But could not, the words refused to leave his throat. Ulric could not resist. I felt the most intense terror she had felt in his life.
"It will be hard-head was saying that once was Astkainteroth. Ladonna not really know what they are looking for, all the information she has obtained has instilled in those medallions that hang from your neck and look where I have driven. For when he realized the deception and you would be far from here.
"Of course, grumbled Ulric. Something we have killed before. "Shut
Ulric. But she will have some idea of \u200b\u200bthe appearance of that thing, but do not really ever seen.
"An idea ... Maybe. No matter what disguise. I will teach you a spell that will transform anything that has a minimum of essence in the object you are looking for. No problem.
A Thera did not seem like a lot of magician's proposal but did not have many more options. Astkainteroth went on.
-The medallion will tell us what is the proper object. Ladonna not suspect anything, the spell can completely mislead. You are not magicians and they do not know that I'm helping so do not believe you capable of any deception.
"It's true. Come on.
Ulric would have liked to say that it is they were not magicians and would not be able to make any spell for many indications to give them head Astkainteroth. He would have liked to say that, despite everything, there was always the possibility that the witch discovers the deceit. That the temple guard could still catch them and had not yet found a way to escape the temple. It could also have said that it might not would be advisable to rely on the first head that were living. Who had been the Astkainteroth? Why going to help? What did draw from that?
Astkainteroth's head looked at him quizzically from his base, as if reading his thoughts. Would he still be able to spoil elf? Was it his power that attracted them to this kind of tomb where he had been held? Overcoming his revulsion took the wizard's head in his hands again and continued to Thera that he was back in the hallway.
- What?
Thera had stopped at the door of the cell to the left.
-Schisssssssst. Is the elf whispered Thera.
- What are you doing?
"Looks like he is praying. For you see, I can not reach. Ulric
looked to the window and peered inside the cell, he saw the elf cleric kneeling on the floor in front of something that covered with his hands. Had closed her eyes and her appearance was of great concentration. A strange shadow began to loom over him.
- Smoke comes out of his hands! Thera
jumped, startled. Ulric was horrified. Astkainteroth was the only one who sensed that the priest was doing.
- Stop him! You have to stop him "The magician tried to scream but his companions were not looking and not read the words on his lips. Astkainteroth bit hard Ulric's hand that held the young man shook his head involuntarily and the wizard fell heavily to the ground. The magician tried to gain momentum to roll to the door of the cell, but his pronounced nose prevented him from giving full circle. Ulric tried to retrieve the head.
- you want to be quiet! Thera-scolded them both in a loud whisper. This is going to come in handy. I think we have a way out of here.
Book I: Sanction
Chapter 7
The Glamour of Violence
The discouragement that had taken hold of Veli in recent days had increased in the last hours. While he could discuss their doubts and fears with Marus had endured an unpleasant job as a heavy burden to bear constantly on their backs, it was strenuous but not smash finished. Now, forget the comfort I felt acute pain in the hands doing their daily tasks with small Marus had disappeared. The only occupation was filled nights contemplating the ceiling moldings when I could not sleep.
-Marus
can not spend many hours alone and you should rest more, "he had told his superiors," your work at the Temple of Duerghast is more important to attend to our old brother. Naturally, you can visit whenever you want Marus.
Velie had, but it was not the same. The new acolyte Marus was a young man, thoughtful, serious and ambitious that he watched impassively as he was to visit the elderly cleric. The man was not involved in the conversation never even remotely seem interested but broke his silent presence fully the feeling of tranquility, transmitting Marus.
The old clergyman had changed in those few days he seemed anxious and nervous about the release of his new acolyte, spoke in whispers and rambled more than usual. As much as he cared, Veli could not complain about the behavior of the young cleric. The man performed his duties perfectly, Marus did not leave alone for a second, took care of all your needs caring and guessed their needs. He could not be criticized for not listen to the endless ramblings of the elderly. human impatience, he said Velie. Marus possibly, humans also did not realize it. The days passed at a different pace to the race concerned.
Veli hands were covered with pustules that heal and not finish any human has ever complained of the time it took painfully suffering such torture but for Velie that time did not exist. The intensity of the pain persisted daily but had not spent enough time for the pain became a constant in his life, would have to spend at least a year suffer the same torture to feel that suffering was prolonged.
sores that day did not hurt too much, or at least no more than the previous day. The real upset was in his soul, the burden stand on his shoulders was a thousand times before it opened and again the damn cell full of perverted creatures magically had to destroy.
beings were becoming smaller and weaker but was still working just as hard. The infants had a huge zest for life and an incredible passion that it was weakened by the endless night of the prison. The elf sighed. Velia is asked every day how many would be but it was impossible to count. Where did so many children if every day was getting exterminate nearly half a dozen of them? The cell should begin to show clear, sites gaps where the creatures had already gone up in smoke but was not. All the space was still occupied and kept shouting and turning small as the first day.
The clerk looked at the little draconian with tired eyes. How many could be eliminated this evening? The work will require more time and it was becoming increasingly stressful. Velie had spent the morning praying at the Temple of Luerkhisis had been lying at the foot of the Dark Queen and had asked the forces that were missing but the goddess appeared to mock him. Takhisis took pleasure in their suffering and had not granted his grace. His forces were the minimum and the desperate cries of the creatures do not help to relax your nerves.
knelt beside one of them. Each time it was easier your way through the Temple of Duerghast. Became accustomed to this strange feeling that came over him whenever he was entering those dark corridors. The cries of the prisoners in the torture chamber began to seem like a sweet music.
- I hear the whispers of the dead he thought, and I'm getting used to the sound of their voices. There are so terrible.
However, that day the uneasy feeling that his soul was different, something had changed. Velie was a breath of fresh air that came from those walls and the warm breath of those freaks who screamed around him. It was as if someone had left a window open. How absurd. There were no windows in that dark basement. And if any of them enter the sweltering heat of the lava river that surrounded the Temple.
The black walls of the cell that had overheated was certainly an arm underground lava river and managed to spread its heat clearing them by blocks of stone. The solid walls of granite not allowed inside but the fire ate away the foundation and spread its heat through the building to remind them who was there, The Lords of Death that could invade human construction as they wished. Where, then, came from that draft?
was about to leave but declined to say anything and knelt on the floor, trying to concentrate on their task. The steps of the soldier who accompanied him went down the hall. Since I was alone. He stared into the eyes of the creature that tried to bite her hands.
Velie animal ignored the attack and put his hands over his head, the creature was debated furiously at the touch of your fingers. The priest closed his eyes. Do not want to think about air currents and rivers of lava. Had heard rumors of underground tunnels, of course, but the tunnels, if any, were in the bowels of the earth and they do not circulate the air currents.
breathed fresh looking strange that invaded his lungs and found it full of something that he was not entirely unknown. Magic.
The relationship between the clerics of Takhisis and the Black Robes had never been good but still recognize the magic Velie knew when he played near him. Trying to avoid as much as possible and never approached a Black Robe unless I had no choice. He himself had been surprised many times, watching the dark wizards through the distance the same Queen of Darkness put between your servers. Velia was fascinated and at the same time I felt a strange reluctance to those men and women which valued the magic to the wishes of the goddess.
At that time he felt the magical aura surrounding the sorcerers. The magic had taken hold of every pore of those cursed creatures in every crevice of those who guarded walls firm. The beating was around her and only her faith in Takhisis could help him endure the torment he was being subjected. Their prayers flew up to the ears of his goddess smiled with pleasure. He was his hand in the world, he would extend His power and glory throughout Krynn. The magic would end up dying, their ghosts would eventually subject to it, the most powerful among the powerful gods. Takhisis spread his fingers on his priest shields and magic that had oppressed his soul retired though still floating around. The hands of magic around him but could not see, could not touch. Velie opened his eyes and give thanks to his Queen, was again concentrated on his task.
matter how little he liked, much suffering he caused, his duty was to kill those strange creatures who did not like His Dark Majesty. Before him lay a whole cell full of them. Shouted, screaming and kicking. Some might even extend their leathery wings and fly deformed, rose all they could until the invisible chains that bound them pulled. It was time to stop contemplating and start working.
His eyes focused again on the little one who struggled under his hands, without thinking more pressed her fingers against the weak creature's brain and prayed. Instantly she felt comforted, the strength of Takhisis who had been denied during his morning prayers was now with him, beating inside. The power of the Dark Queen would give him strength to perform its task, its darkness will dispel the magical forces invade threatening to disrupt their duty. Velie closed his eyes again to concentrate even more in communion with their God, and not feel the cold magic rubbing his neck, and felt nothing.
was when he felt a chill down her spine. Something hard and very, very cold, leaned on his throat. He heard hurried footsteps and whispers. And a shrill voice shouted in his ear.
- not move, you elf! Velie
obeyed by instinct rather than because they had understood the meaning of words. The concentration that had cost him so broke and slowly get felt the hand of the goddess away from him and lost in the mists of infinity. He opened his eyes and found a steel-gray iris staring at him menacingly.
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"There's no nothing. Thera
no longer bothered to keep silent. His boots had resonated strongly spiked while climbing stairs and turned to go into a maze of dark corridors. His ax jingled as it struck one of the buckles that held her back. His snorts had been getting louder and finally, when following the instructions of the wizard's head they found bloody penetrated into cells filled corridors of prisoners tortured, and were cursing that came from his throat. Astkainteroth guided them to the darkest corridors and even the darkest of the cells and urged them to enter. The medallion around his neck gleamed with increasing force, but there was nothing.
Thera became threatening to head that Ulric had placed carefully on the floor before starting to inspect the room.
- Well? The voice of the dwarf rose more than was desirable. Here there Nothing. No need to look, Ulric. If even the door was closed.
head had previously been a powerful archmage looked around with surprise in her wide eyes.
- had to be here! I swear! I can feel your heart still beating within these walls and feel the medallion also said in their silent language.
-Will the essence but I do not get paid for the witch she snorted Thera. I'm starting to lose patience, magician.
- They must have destroyed them! I'm sure! Those damned clerics have destroyed! No my fault! Spell-head again.
"Nor is our fault," said Ulric Thera turning to the dwarf. If clerics have destroyed can not do anything. We have done everything we got here. The witch will not be angry.
- Do you really think that the witch is not going to get angry? It was a black robe, "said Thera Astkainteroth head pointing. Do you really think? "Well
Ulric hesitated," I have tried many Wizards ...
"Me neither. You know why? -Thera began to raise his voice dangerously. ALWAYS because they are angry. And things never go as they want even though you follow his instructions to the letter. If I work for a magician always charge double. No matter how easy it seems to work. They always end up complicating it. Never work for magicians, Ulric. Avoid them wherever possible. Are more treacherous gully dwarves and more annoying than a hundred kender.
- Can not we bring something? Ulric, "suggested looking around. Evidence that they have been here and this is what we found.
- and could lead? There is nothing here. Thera
fixed his angry gaze on Astkainteroth but the wizard does not cringed at it. Anyway, the wizard was not to blame. The medallion glowed amber witch as he had done since he entered the Temple, that murky, smelly cell was his destiny.
- Any suggestions, head hollow? Astkainteroth
not answer, seemed to be thinking. Can you think independently? Did he remember what he had been before being reduced to being a head move? "They stayed inside knowledge he had acquired when it still had a body and a voice that could make spells?
"I take the head of the witch-ended Thera-and know that we've come this damn temple tip to tip.
The threat was more effective than the dwarf's angry look. Astkainteroth was whiter than it already was, his pupils dilated from terror. Her mouth parted in a silent scream.
- NO!
"I accept tips, warlock.
-The locket is shining, so there must be something around here that contains part of the essence, keep looking. Thera
thought for a moment. Steps were heard moving through the corridor, they carried strong steps the clink of sword crashing against the legs of a soldier and steps weak drawing the rustle of a robe to touch the ground. Ulric slammed the door shut and looked silently at the window in the door.
"It's a cleric whispered Ulric. He is accompanied by a soldier.
The sound of footsteps was getting louder, the priest was coming, and could hear his rhythmic breathing, the haunting sound of a prayer on his lips. It was said that dark clerics walked at will by the Temple of Luerkhisis but did not expect so did the walls of the prison. The guard who was with him watching the shadows behind him. Thera gasped.
The steps continued for several long minutes until they stopped beside one of the cells.
-have entered the cell to the left, 'said Ulric rising again. The cleric had not thrown the hood, was an elf.
Thera-Describe-ordered.
-young, apparently about twenty human years, blond hair and seemed to be thinking about something.
- What do you mean? Ulric
hesitated before answering.
"Well ... not seem to notice anything going on around her.
"Oh, you mean that was in the clouds. Ulric
no reply.
- What about the soldier?
energetic steps of the soldier came back and went long.
-Ulric is up-informed. The cleric has remained in the cell. Thera
again concentrated their attention on Astkainteroth.
- Can we do it?
- Doing what? Ulric asked. Pass-
otherwise by the object that we have to find and has been destroyed.
Ulric's eyes opened wide, the wings of his nose was widened and his bristling mustache would have had if any. Would have liked to shout: These nuts! You're making plans to trick one of the most powerful wizards of Krynn! And you're doing business with a living head! But could not, the words refused to leave his throat. Ulric could not resist. I felt the most intense terror she had felt in his life.
"It will be hard-head was saying that once was Astkainteroth. Ladonna not really know what they are looking for, all the information she has obtained has instilled in those medallions that hang from your neck and look where I have driven. For when he realized the deception and you would be far from here.
"Of course, grumbled Ulric. Something we have killed before. "Shut
Ulric. But she will have some idea of \u200b\u200bthe appearance of that thing, but do not really ever seen.
"An idea ... Maybe. No matter what disguise. I will teach you a spell that will transform anything that has a minimum of essence in the object you are looking for. No problem.
A Thera did not seem like a lot of magician's proposal but did not have many more options. Astkainteroth went on.
-The medallion will tell us what is the proper object. Ladonna not suspect anything, the spell can completely mislead. You are not magicians and they do not know that I'm helping so do not believe you capable of any deception.
"It's true. Come on.
Ulric would have liked to say that it is they were not magicians and would not be able to make any spell for many indications to give them head Astkainteroth. He would have liked to say that, despite everything, there was always the possibility that the witch discovers the deceit. That the temple guard could still catch them and had not yet found a way to escape the temple. It could also have said that it might not would be advisable to rely on the first head that were living. Who had been the Astkainteroth? Why going to help? What did draw from that?
Astkainteroth's head looked at him quizzically from his base, as if reading his thoughts. Would he still be able to spoil elf? Was it his power that attracted them to this kind of tomb where he had been held? Overcoming his revulsion took the wizard's head in his hands again and continued to Thera that he was back in the hallway.
- What?
Thera had stopped at the door of the cell to the left.
-Schisssssssst. Is the elf whispered Thera.
- What are you doing?
"Looks like he is praying. For you see, I can not reach. Ulric
looked to the window and peered inside the cell, he saw the elf cleric kneeling on the floor in front of something that covered with his hands. Had closed her eyes and her appearance was of great concentration. A strange shadow began to loom over him.
- Smoke comes out of his hands! Thera
jumped, startled. Ulric was horrified. Astkainteroth was the only one who sensed that the priest was doing.
- Stop him! You have to stop him "The magician tried to scream but his companions were not looking and not read the words on his lips. Astkainteroth bit hard Ulric's hand that held the young man shook his head involuntarily and the wizard fell heavily to the ground. The magician tried to gain momentum to roll to the door of the cell, but his pronounced nose prevented him from giving full circle. Ulric tried to retrieve the head.
- you want to be quiet! Thera-scolded them both in a loud whisper. This is going to come in handy. I think we have a way out of here.
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'Le Chatelain Bonbon' is the title of his short story, winning the last edition of the literary contest Madrid Vallecas Account.
Bachelor in Management and Business Administration, this Nazarene 34 years has won first prize in the Short Story Competition has Vallecas, organized by the Madrid district of Vallecas Villa. Le Bonbon Chatelain, text title, beat out 80 works written by authors from different parts of the world. Despite having studied for a career number , it was always his journalism, "but dismissed for his professional future uncertain, I thought the economy would have more outlets." However, in 2004 participated in the creation of the magazine Cultural Point, a fortnightly publication which was published in several editions in Dos Hermanas: "The problem was that it was very profitable and we had combining it with other jobs. " Until two years ago Ernesto has not detached completely from the economic aspect to devote himself heart and soul into writing. Author participated in several literary anthologies, last year and was presented to the Madrid competition, getting the first runners up. Chatelain Le Bonbon is the story of an aristocratic French pastry, a Victorian story about baking contests where chocolate is the main character. "I think the jury praised the originality of the topic, nothing trite as it may be love, and elegance of the text, its style." Ernesto Fernandez-Weiss has in hand a historical novel and, as he announces, looking editor.
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Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Polka Dot First Birthday Ideas
winning economist Dark Ages (Book I, Chapter VI)
The sky of the early hours was a more gray than usual, if that was possible. Sulfurous vapors of the Lords of Death seeping through cracks in the windows permanently closed, but the sweltering heat that came with them was not the problem, the real problem lay in the sun. Captain Picard covered his face with his hands in an attempt to prevent the fading rays of light who got through the cloud cover hurt him. It was not fair, intruders in the Temple the day I had the biggest hangover that had suffered throughout the year. No, it was not fair.
Lieutenant Kelly, the commanding officer during his absence, gave the report of what happened that night. If not for the intruders had left him five hours free before returning to his post.
"They were two, Captain. Guilht could see them clearly before being beaten. Said they were not mercenaries.
"Let the stupid do not know them does not mean that they are not," snorted the captain. There are many people new. Who else would dare to come into this accursed temple? Since Lord Ariakas decided to send here all the mercenaries who will bother many people have tried to come to rescue a fellow prisoner. The intruders are looking for someone, I'm sure.
Captain Picard slammed his fist on the table to reinforce his opinion. Lt. Kelly will continue with his report.
"We have not found any trace of the intrusion in the lower levels, captain. We have seen suspicious footprints in different parts of the upper level we are investigating. We believe that hackers are going around the building. It is impossible to have left the Temple but have seen them.
- And where are they now?
"We've chased down the stairs back until cornered next to the apartments of Guilht but suddenly ... disappeared.
Captain Picard and knew the place by his officers thought the intruders had scaled the wall surrounding the Temple of Duerghast. He had personally inspected the area. He had looked and had appreciated the considerable height had to the floor, the walls of the wall were smooth, no trim or windows or anything to grab onto to climb. The raging river of lava flowing as a natural moat around the temple.
"They could not climb up here, is impossible," he exclaimed Captain Picard still staring at his feet vacuum.
Guilht The soldier saw them go, Captain. Are you sure that this is the site you are entering the temple.
The captain shook his head.
"It is impossible. Unable to upload here. Unless they are magicians. Only a magician could do that and then you disappeared into the air is because they are wizards and magicians tend to do those things. No other explained. Anyway it would not hurt Guilht question in depth, if involved. Take him to the torture room "Captain Picard turned to his subordinate and told him to meet with all the officers in his office.
were a few minutes of solitude until the men invaded the small room and Lieutenant Kelly was quick to give his report. The men face looked circumstances, without interrupting the lieutenant or give a feasible solution to the problem. Never before has an intruder had managed to evade much time to Duerghast Temple Guard. Captain Picard looked at them one by one without saying anything. His men had failed and the punishment imposed on them would be terrible, so much as deserved for its fatal carelessness. But first they had to catch the intruders, who got it had a chance to make amends.
I do not think they have achieved their goal, whatever, "said the captain with confidence rising from the table. Perhaps they're scared, hidden waiting to take back the night to try to avoid us. We must be prepared, this time we have to catch them. Bow the guard at all positions and especially at the entrances to the cells of mercenaries arrested.
"Yes, sir," replied officers before retiring.
Captain Picard dismissed them with a gesture and looked for a moment the small window of his office. From there he only saw the river of lava down the mountainside. The sulfur-laden air does not relieve in no headache. He closed his eyes for a moment and thought throw a nap before starting work. He deserved it, had arrived five hours earlier. The shrill voice of Lieutenant Kellye him from his slumber.
"Captain dared say Lt. Kelly. If you accompany me, I can show you the way we think they took the assailants.
El capitán Picard asintió con la cabeza, su siesta tendría que esperar. Sin pensárselo más salió de la habitación.
Cuando el teniente Kellye hubo desaparecido tras el capitán y la puerta estuvo de nuevo cerrada, dos figuras se atrevieron a asomar la cabeza del hueco de la chimenea en el que se habían escondido.
Estaban en una habitación pequeña, had evidently been the study of a cleric of the false god who had been engaged Duerghast Temple and had been hastily adapted to the needs of the Guard Captain of the Temple. Only this can explain the existence of a fireplace heat turn prevented Sanction permanent. Remains of the former occupant had scattered around the room, some tattered books, some dirty flasks, a stuffed rooster that rose majestically from a shelf while the latter also may have belonged to Captain Picard.
"They're gone. Great, here we are not look-Thera out of the shadows the chimney and looked out the window on the sly, there was no chance of escape there.
quickly reviewed everything that was around him. The papers were piled haphazardly on the captain's table, but apparently none of them had no value. Dozens of keys hanging on a ledge but it was impossible to know what might be useful and which not. Pen and ink appeared to be the only things of value in the room, at least for them.
- Have you ever gone before in a prison? Ulric asked guarding the door while she recorded the room.
- How "assailant" mean? No, is the first time.
"I have the feeling that breaking into houses is not yours," said the knight mockingly to see how loud dwarf moving around the room.
"Stealing is a hard job and you do not think that leaves so many benefits," said Thera without noticing the tone of the commentary.
"We do not argue to you, but if we had entered the room of a noble might have caught a good haul and would be a nicer place than this.
- A loot? Possibly because the gold and jewelry is hard to be won and jewelry are also somewhat complicated, difficult to sell if you do not have good contacts. In Palanthas know some artisans who buy gold to melt and do wonders with stones but here ... we'd be lucky if we managed a decent buyer, and yet the benefit would be reduced, no good craftsmen in Sanction. Even the blacksmiths working conditions.
"I guess that weapons for the army will bring them out.
I do not know. But now that you should find out. The best deal that you can spend is smuggling. I've never worked with weapons but with spices, you get a lot of money in one trip and there is little risk. And the dwarf spirit also gives good benefits but is more difficult to pass in the end ended up losing half of the cargo by road. By the way How long a Knight of Solamnia talks about stealing? Ulric
dare open the door and cautiously peered outside. How the hell would come out of there?
gentleman "I'm not remember? "I replied back to get his head into the room. Thera
what looked with a frown.
"You were kidding ... I'm not stupid. And you'll always be a gentleman, whatever you do, even to shave his mustache. Is your blood. You can not go against the blood.
What was missing, trapped inside a prison and a dwarf next to giving moral lessons.
- What can we do? He asked, ignoring the comments of the dwarf.
-Thera went to the door remained ajar Ulric.
"What we have to do. Find the damn thing. We know where is not. Here. That leaves the rest of the Temple.
- And the guards?
"You'd better avoid them, if they find us here will not leave us alone. "That is why it is not a door?
"Sounds like a closet. Ulric
approached the narrow door that he pointed his partner as she picked up in the entrance of the room. The wood is embedded in a projection from the wall and looked no more substance than that, Ulric carefully tried to open it but issued a stay rusty hinges creaking. The interior seemed to be full only cobwebs, an intricate network of fine silver threads going through the entire closet space.
"It's just a closet," said Ulric not too eager to probe the inside of the cabinet. Thera
not answered. He seemed very attentive to something that happened outside the room. The sound of voices approaching, the sound of boots that stood in the doorway.
- Ulric Care! Incoming! Thera-Ulric ran and hid as he could before it will turn the doorknob and Captain Picard, dismissing with a gesture to his subordinate, to re-enter their office.
totally alien to what had been happening in the room, Captain Picard closed the door and rolled her eyes a moment, leaning against it. The search for the intruders had been unsuccessful, his men had registered each and every one of the rooms of the Temple and had found no trace of the assailants. Everything seemed to be as long as the clerics of Takhisis those who had consulted stated that they did not perceive anything strange, they said no magician had tried to enter the Temple.
delegate command in Kellye Lieutenant, Captain Picard had decided take a break from work and return to his office to take a break. There, amid the warm walls of his office, he felt better. The room was small and cozy, the only room he had found all those damn cozy place. The clerics of Takhisis had blessed each and every one of the rooms but despite their efforts at the Temple was something that came from the Queen of Darkness. He had been told that the former god who had been consecrated Duerghast Temple was a false god, a lie aimed at the gullible could not do anything to him or his men and was possibly true. But the promises of the clerics of Takhisis were as misleading as the deity they served and one could never be sure if telling the truth or not. Captain Picard looked at his men and saw them shaking and squinting around as if waiting for the ghosts of previous inhabitants of the temple suddenly appear and kill them in a cruel and frightening.
had already suffered several assaults on other occasions. Some mercenaries newcomers were not happy with the politics of prisons Ariakas and tried to rescue some of their peers without much luck. So far all the intruders had been neutralized immediately and brought to the senior army officers who had given the appropriate sentence for his audacity. What happened to those men? Some came to try the torture chamber of the Temple of Duerghast but most did not reach into their cells. The implementation should be immediate. His men said many things but none of them really knew anything. Captain Picard could have learned of the fate of these men if he wanted through his contacts in the elite of the army, but preferred not to know. It was rumored that some were given to clergy and the Black Robes dark for their experiments and Captain Picard would rather not be aware of anything having to do with them. He served the Lord Ariakas, the general was his master and only had to worry about his bidding. Had enough with their current job as captain of the permanent guard of the Temple of Duerghast to worry about the fate of the prisoners who came to their cells.
Captain Picard slumped in his chair by the fireplace. Many rooms have fireplaces that strange temple but were not used, someone had said that they were actually vent holes for air to come straight down and not go up fumes from the lava of the few windows in the building. Captain Picard disagreed, he thought it used fireplaces for strange herbs that warm the previous clerics used in the worship of false god. The smell still lingered in the walls and maybe it was what bothered her senses. What I suggested the presence of someone who did not belong to the cult of Takhisis.
ached terribly that day the head and all the blame can not be attributed to the little they had slept. Smoothed the silver temples and put his hand on the broad front that went bald in a becoming more pronounced. He should not have passed the bar last night, not knowing he would get up early, I could not spend the morning sleeping comfortably in his bunk, knowing The effects of a hangover always lasted too long. Captain Picard threw his head back and closed his eyes.
was as if a thousand dwarf characters hammer in his head. He heard the voices of his men in the distance, immersed in that unpleasant noise that would not stop until some sleep. Hammers dwarves, dwarf boots running over his head, embedding huge nails into his forehead bare. Boot steps dwarfs running around. He opened his eyes suddenly and seemed to see one of those damned dwarves disappear into the shadows. The spirit of the previous night had been too strong, for once the landlord had not cheated.
few knocks on the door was removed from his stupor. He had joined and when the young lieutenant Kellye entered the room.
Captain. Now is the elf cleric. Do you let him go or say we have intruders in the Temple?
Captain Picard hesitated.
-Hazle wait a moment. I want to place guards all the way and have someone accompany you discreetly, do not want any trouble.
Normally it would have been refused entry into the temple until the whole matter was resolved intruders. I did not know who might be or what intended. If a cleric of Takhisis was in danger in a place he could be taken for guarding and degraded or worse. But let him not meant that everyone would know something was wrong and that neither was suitable. Voices had been raised against his work in command of the prison of the Temple of Duerghast. Captain Picard did not intend to stay all his life there. When the war started would have an important place in the new army. It was rumored that troops would fall like a dark shadow on all Ansalon funeral and he was to join the elite of the army, of course yes.
course, that day nap was discarded.
The door led, as Ulric already noted, to a narrow closet where they could hide from the glazed look of Captain Picard. Thera inspected each and every one of the walls of the cabinet until he found a loose timber for which was introduced with ease. Ulric followed reluctantly, wondering where he was going to take it all. The hole was large enough so that they could stand. The darkness was almost total. Suddenly, a medallion bearing his neck began to glow with a faint glow.
-Thera ...
-Chisst. There is a hallway. Vamos!
Soil bent down, the walls were so narrow that they could not move his arms and the roof was too close to the head of Ulric. Despite all went into the dark corridor that seemed to lead to the bowels of the earth. Until he stumbled down a spiral staircase that sank into the depths of the temple. The steps creaked with every step they took. The humidity seemed to seep everywhere, oozing from the walls and concentrated in small hot puddles that made the road slippery. The air was thin, full of moisture evaporated was suffocating clouds clung to his skin and made it difficult to breathe. On their heads they heard the sound of the voices of the soldiers who sought and hurried footsteps throughout the building. Ulric chose to draw his sword, a growing nervousness was growing on him and felt the danger surrounding him like one of those fluffy clouds. Thera she scolded him.
- Down there there is nothing to what you attack with the sword, sir! Hopefully the magical medallion protect us.
"I'm not a gentleman," muttered Ulric so low while sheathing his sword again.
The darkness was growing deeper and only slight orange glow medallion worn on the neck of lighting the road. Ulric back barely distinguish shadowy Thera. The ex-knight (as now Thera derisively called him) was guided more by the sound that made the midget to walk so that their eyes appeared covered by a strange mist.
-Thera. Surely there's something down here?
-The medallion glows right? So you want to go down here. Are you afraid, ex-knight? Ulric
not respond. Of course I was scared. I was not accustomed to dealing with wizards, disliked and distrusted them and their magical devices. If before committing to Thera who had known for going to work I would have thought twice before accepting the job. But it was too late. I could not break his word and leave Thera fend for herself. Why could not it? No longer a gentleman, did not owe anything to anyone, did not have to keep promises. Why could not be cold and calculating as she was? Do not worry about anything or anyone, do not think he had sworn once, defend the weak. Ulric felt he needed to be selfish, he needed to think for once in your life, your needs and desires. Thera and had put in tight situations before, and barely escaped them. Why not going over there? He had only to turn around and retrace their steps. Find a way out of the Temple. Back to the mountains, chasing goblins, and was never closer to grumpy dwarves dragging it up stairs in the dark and dusty old temples, with the sole of a hundred soldiers on their heads and who knows what horrors lurking beneath their feet.
But
that was not what her parents had instilled throughout his life, were not the traditions which had grown and that, deep inside him, considered his ideal of life. He had told his colleagues, his friends, his family that he was not like them, which was different and had to leave to find out who he was. What if the end was that he was like everyone else? He had wanted to choose, to have sufficient strength to choose and not follow the path that had been marked from childhood. Had he fought so hard to get out to discover what they really wanted to go back?
No, "was he said, "No or want to return, this rarefied atmosphere reminds me nonsense. I gave my word and I have to comply, not because there was once a Knight of Solamnia but because it is my chance to go into ... in the world of grave robbers.
a comparison was not so lucky, the staircase seemed to fall directly on a grave and Ulric could almost feel the breath of the spirits touching your skin. Thera stopped, ending the ladder against a wall just brick and mortar, in a strange place where everything was made of black granite. The dwarf took his ax and gave little taps on a wall with the handle. It sounded solid.
"We have already done. Two hours down to nothing, "grumbled Ulric but inside it was looking forward to going back.
Book I: Sanction
Chapter 6
The room Below
The sky of the early hours was a more gray than usual, if that was possible. Sulfurous vapors of the Lords of Death seeping through cracks in the windows permanently closed, but the sweltering heat that came with them was not the problem, the real problem lay in the sun. Captain Picard covered his face with his hands in an attempt to prevent the fading rays of light who got through the cloud cover hurt him. It was not fair, intruders in the Temple the day I had the biggest hangover that had suffered throughout the year. No, it was not fair.
Lieutenant Kelly, the commanding officer during his absence, gave the report of what happened that night. If not for the intruders had left him five hours free before returning to his post.
"They were two, Captain. Guilht could see them clearly before being beaten. Said they were not mercenaries.
"Let the stupid do not know them does not mean that they are not," snorted the captain. There are many people new. Who else would dare to come into this accursed temple? Since Lord Ariakas decided to send here all the mercenaries who will bother many people have tried to come to rescue a fellow prisoner. The intruders are looking for someone, I'm sure.
Captain Picard slammed his fist on the table to reinforce his opinion. Lt. Kelly will continue with his report.
"We have not found any trace of the intrusion in the lower levels, captain. We have seen suspicious footprints in different parts of the upper level we are investigating. We believe that hackers are going around the building. It is impossible to have left the Temple but have seen them.
- And where are they now?
"We've chased down the stairs back until cornered next to the apartments of Guilht but suddenly ... disappeared.
Captain Picard and knew the place by his officers thought the intruders had scaled the wall surrounding the Temple of Duerghast. He had personally inspected the area. He had looked and had appreciated the considerable height had to the floor, the walls of the wall were smooth, no trim or windows or anything to grab onto to climb. The raging river of lava flowing as a natural moat around the temple.
"They could not climb up here, is impossible," he exclaimed Captain Picard still staring at his feet vacuum.
Guilht The soldier saw them go, Captain. Are you sure that this is the site you are entering the temple.
The captain shook his head.
"It is impossible. Unable to upload here. Unless they are magicians. Only a magician could do that and then you disappeared into the air is because they are wizards and magicians tend to do those things. No other explained. Anyway it would not hurt Guilht question in depth, if involved. Take him to the torture room "Captain Picard turned to his subordinate and told him to meet with all the officers in his office.
were a few minutes of solitude until the men invaded the small room and Lieutenant Kelly was quick to give his report. The men face looked circumstances, without interrupting the lieutenant or give a feasible solution to the problem. Never before has an intruder had managed to evade much time to Duerghast Temple Guard. Captain Picard looked at them one by one without saying anything. His men had failed and the punishment imposed on them would be terrible, so much as deserved for its fatal carelessness. But first they had to catch the intruders, who got it had a chance to make amends.
I do not think they have achieved their goal, whatever, "said the captain with confidence rising from the table. Perhaps they're scared, hidden waiting to take back the night to try to avoid us. We must be prepared, this time we have to catch them. Bow the guard at all positions and especially at the entrances to the cells of mercenaries arrested.
"Yes, sir," replied officers before retiring.
Captain Picard dismissed them with a gesture and looked for a moment the small window of his office. From there he only saw the river of lava down the mountainside. The sulfur-laden air does not relieve in no headache. He closed his eyes for a moment and thought throw a nap before starting work. He deserved it, had arrived five hours earlier. The shrill voice of Lieutenant Kellye him from his slumber.
"Captain dared say Lt. Kelly. If you accompany me, I can show you the way we think they took the assailants.
El capitán Picard asintió con la cabeza, su siesta tendría que esperar. Sin pensárselo más salió de la habitación.
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Cuando el teniente Kellye hubo desaparecido tras el capitán y la puerta estuvo de nuevo cerrada, dos figuras se atrevieron a asomar la cabeza del hueco de la chimenea en el que se habían escondido.
Estaban en una habitación pequeña, had evidently been the study of a cleric of the false god who had been engaged Duerghast Temple and had been hastily adapted to the needs of the Guard Captain of the Temple. Only this can explain the existence of a fireplace heat turn prevented Sanction permanent. Remains of the former occupant had scattered around the room, some tattered books, some dirty flasks, a stuffed rooster that rose majestically from a shelf while the latter also may have belonged to Captain Picard.
"They're gone. Great, here we are not look-Thera out of the shadows the chimney and looked out the window on the sly, there was no chance of escape there.
quickly reviewed everything that was around him. The papers were piled haphazardly on the captain's table, but apparently none of them had no value. Dozens of keys hanging on a ledge but it was impossible to know what might be useful and which not. Pen and ink appeared to be the only things of value in the room, at least for them.
- Have you ever gone before in a prison? Ulric asked guarding the door while she recorded the room.
- How "assailant" mean? No, is the first time.
"I have the feeling that breaking into houses is not yours," said the knight mockingly to see how loud dwarf moving around the room.
"Stealing is a hard job and you do not think that leaves so many benefits," said Thera without noticing the tone of the commentary.
"We do not argue to you, but if we had entered the room of a noble might have caught a good haul and would be a nicer place than this.
- A loot? Possibly because the gold and jewelry is hard to be won and jewelry are also somewhat complicated, difficult to sell if you do not have good contacts. In Palanthas know some artisans who buy gold to melt and do wonders with stones but here ... we'd be lucky if we managed a decent buyer, and yet the benefit would be reduced, no good craftsmen in Sanction. Even the blacksmiths working conditions.
"I guess that weapons for the army will bring them out.
I do not know. But now that you should find out. The best deal that you can spend is smuggling. I've never worked with weapons but with spices, you get a lot of money in one trip and there is little risk. And the dwarf spirit also gives good benefits but is more difficult to pass in the end ended up losing half of the cargo by road. By the way How long a Knight of Solamnia talks about stealing? Ulric
dare open the door and cautiously peered outside. How the hell would come out of there?
gentleman "I'm not remember? "I replied back to get his head into the room. Thera
what looked with a frown.
"You were kidding ... I'm not stupid. And you'll always be a gentleman, whatever you do, even to shave his mustache. Is your blood. You can not go against the blood.
What was missing, trapped inside a prison and a dwarf next to giving moral lessons.
- What can we do? He asked, ignoring the comments of the dwarf.
-Thera went to the door remained ajar Ulric.
"What we have to do. Find the damn thing. We know where is not. Here. That leaves the rest of the Temple.
- And the guards?
"You'd better avoid them, if they find us here will not leave us alone. "That is why it is not a door?
"Sounds like a closet. Ulric
approached the narrow door that he pointed his partner as she picked up in the entrance of the room. The wood is embedded in a projection from the wall and looked no more substance than that, Ulric carefully tried to open it but issued a stay rusty hinges creaking. The interior seemed to be full only cobwebs, an intricate network of fine silver threads going through the entire closet space.
"It's just a closet," said Ulric not too eager to probe the inside of the cabinet. Thera
not answered. He seemed very attentive to something that happened outside the room. The sound of voices approaching, the sound of boots that stood in the doorway.
- Ulric Care! Incoming! Thera-Ulric ran and hid as he could before it will turn the doorknob and Captain Picard, dismissing with a gesture to his subordinate, to re-enter their office.
totally alien to what had been happening in the room, Captain Picard closed the door and rolled her eyes a moment, leaning against it. The search for the intruders had been unsuccessful, his men had registered each and every one of the rooms of the Temple and had found no trace of the assailants. Everything seemed to be as long as the clerics of Takhisis those who had consulted stated that they did not perceive anything strange, they said no magician had tried to enter the Temple.
delegate command in Kellye Lieutenant, Captain Picard had decided take a break from work and return to his office to take a break. There, amid the warm walls of his office, he felt better. The room was small and cozy, the only room he had found all those damn cozy place. The clerics of Takhisis had blessed each and every one of the rooms but despite their efforts at the Temple was something that came from the Queen of Darkness. He had been told that the former god who had been consecrated Duerghast Temple was a false god, a lie aimed at the gullible could not do anything to him or his men and was possibly true. But the promises of the clerics of Takhisis were as misleading as the deity they served and one could never be sure if telling the truth or not. Captain Picard looked at his men and saw them shaking and squinting around as if waiting for the ghosts of previous inhabitants of the temple suddenly appear and kill them in a cruel and frightening.
had already suffered several assaults on other occasions. Some mercenaries newcomers were not happy with the politics of prisons Ariakas and tried to rescue some of their peers without much luck. So far all the intruders had been neutralized immediately and brought to the senior army officers who had given the appropriate sentence for his audacity. What happened to those men? Some came to try the torture chamber of the Temple of Duerghast but most did not reach into their cells. The implementation should be immediate. His men said many things but none of them really knew anything. Captain Picard could have learned of the fate of these men if he wanted through his contacts in the elite of the army, but preferred not to know. It was rumored that some were given to clergy and the Black Robes dark for their experiments and Captain Picard would rather not be aware of anything having to do with them. He served the Lord Ariakas, the general was his master and only had to worry about his bidding. Had enough with their current job as captain of the permanent guard of the Temple of Duerghast to worry about the fate of the prisoners who came to their cells.
Captain Picard slumped in his chair by the fireplace. Many rooms have fireplaces that strange temple but were not used, someone had said that they were actually vent holes for air to come straight down and not go up fumes from the lava of the few windows in the building. Captain Picard disagreed, he thought it used fireplaces for strange herbs that warm the previous clerics used in the worship of false god. The smell still lingered in the walls and maybe it was what bothered her senses. What I suggested the presence of someone who did not belong to the cult of Takhisis.
ached terribly that day the head and all the blame can not be attributed to the little they had slept. Smoothed the silver temples and put his hand on the broad front that went bald in a becoming more pronounced. He should not have passed the bar last night, not knowing he would get up early, I could not spend the morning sleeping comfortably in his bunk, knowing The effects of a hangover always lasted too long. Captain Picard threw his head back and closed his eyes.
was as if a thousand dwarf characters hammer in his head. He heard the voices of his men in the distance, immersed in that unpleasant noise that would not stop until some sleep. Hammers dwarves, dwarf boots running over his head, embedding huge nails into his forehead bare. Boot steps dwarfs running around. He opened his eyes suddenly and seemed to see one of those damned dwarves disappear into the shadows. The spirit of the previous night had been too strong, for once the landlord had not cheated.
few knocks on the door was removed from his stupor. He had joined and when the young lieutenant Kellye entered the room.
Captain. Now is the elf cleric. Do you let him go or say we have intruders in the Temple?
Captain Picard hesitated.
-Hazle wait a moment. I want to place guards all the way and have someone accompany you discreetly, do not want any trouble.
Normally it would have been refused entry into the temple until the whole matter was resolved intruders. I did not know who might be or what intended. If a cleric of Takhisis was in danger in a place he could be taken for guarding and degraded or worse. But let him not meant that everyone would know something was wrong and that neither was suitable. Voices had been raised against his work in command of the prison of the Temple of Duerghast. Captain Picard did not intend to stay all his life there. When the war started would have an important place in the new army. It was rumored that troops would fall like a dark shadow on all Ansalon funeral and he was to join the elite of the army, of course yes.
course, that day nap was discarded.
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The door led, as Ulric already noted, to a narrow closet where they could hide from the glazed look of Captain Picard. Thera inspected each and every one of the walls of the cabinet until he found a loose timber for which was introduced with ease. Ulric followed reluctantly, wondering where he was going to take it all. The hole was large enough so that they could stand. The darkness was almost total. Suddenly, a medallion bearing his neck began to glow with a faint glow.
-Thera ...
-Chisst. There is a hallway. Vamos!
Soil bent down, the walls were so narrow that they could not move his arms and the roof was too close to the head of Ulric. Despite all went into the dark corridor that seemed to lead to the bowels of the earth. Until he stumbled down a spiral staircase that sank into the depths of the temple. The steps creaked with every step they took. The humidity seemed to seep everywhere, oozing from the walls and concentrated in small hot puddles that made the road slippery. The air was thin, full of moisture evaporated was suffocating clouds clung to his skin and made it difficult to breathe. On their heads they heard the sound of the voices of the soldiers who sought and hurried footsteps throughout the building. Ulric chose to draw his sword, a growing nervousness was growing on him and felt the danger surrounding him like one of those fluffy clouds. Thera she scolded him.
- Down there there is nothing to what you attack with the sword, sir! Hopefully the magical medallion protect us.
"I'm not a gentleman," muttered Ulric so low while sheathing his sword again.
The darkness was growing deeper and only slight orange glow medallion worn on the neck of lighting the road. Ulric back barely distinguish shadowy Thera. The ex-knight (as now Thera derisively called him) was guided more by the sound that made the midget to walk so that their eyes appeared covered by a strange mist.
-Thera. Surely there's something down here?
-The medallion glows right? So you want to go down here. Are you afraid, ex-knight? Ulric
not respond. Of course I was scared. I was not accustomed to dealing with wizards, disliked and distrusted them and their magical devices. If before committing to Thera who had known for going to work I would have thought twice before accepting the job. But it was too late. I could not break his word and leave Thera fend for herself. Why could not it? No longer a gentleman, did not owe anything to anyone, did not have to keep promises. Why could not be cold and calculating as she was? Do not worry about anything or anyone, do not think he had sworn once, defend the weak. Ulric felt he needed to be selfish, he needed to think for once in your life, your needs and desires. Thera and had put in tight situations before, and barely escaped them. Why not going over there? He had only to turn around and retrace their steps. Find a way out of the Temple. Back to the mountains, chasing goblins, and was never closer to grumpy dwarves dragging it up stairs in the dark and dusty old temples, with the sole of a hundred soldiers on their heads and who knows what horrors lurking beneath their feet.
But
that was not what her parents had instilled throughout his life, were not the traditions which had grown and that, deep inside him, considered his ideal of life. He had told his colleagues, his friends, his family that he was not like them, which was different and had to leave to find out who he was. What if the end was that he was like everyone else? He had wanted to choose, to have sufficient strength to choose and not follow the path that had been marked from childhood. Had he fought so hard to get out to discover what they really wanted to go back?
No, "was he said, "No or want to return, this rarefied atmosphere reminds me nonsense. I gave my word and I have to comply, not because there was once a Knight of Solamnia but because it is my chance to go into ... in the world of grave robbers.
a comparison was not so lucky, the staircase seemed to fall directly on a grave and Ulric could almost feel the breath of the spirits touching your skin. Thera stopped, ending the ladder against a wall just brick and mortar, in a strange place where everything was made of black granite. The dwarf took his ax and gave little taps on a wall with the handle. It sounded solid.
"We have already done. Two hours down to nothing, "grumbled Ulric but inside it was looking forward to going back.
"Humans you are very clumsy built-Thera said as he inspected the brick wall," but not enough to waste time building a stairway that leads nowhere.
"Maybe there was something there that have covered ventured Ulric.
-Or maybe there is a secret door, "said Thera.
The dwarf continued insisting, with small taps to every inch of wall while Ulric sat on the wet steps and tried to scrutinize the shadows not quite sure if there was something floating in them. The medallion glow illuminated only to the place where he directed his gaze and let the rest of the space involved in the oppressive darkness that surrounded them. His feet drummed on the floor trying to play a popular melody without being able to do anything about it. He immediately stopped and realized what he was doing unconsciously. His feet were expressing their nervousness but that was not important, or that someone might hear and recognize the pace at upstairs.
-Thera.
-Chissst. I'm trying to find a door. Ulric
hesitated between search for hours to leave or tell him he had discovered.
"I think it's here, 'said Ulric watching the floor under my feet.
Thera became a jump and looked at the worn wood had been used as a drum Ulric was a wooden square fits perfectly in the black granite floor.
- You see! There is a secret door! "Immediately and without waiting for complaints of Ulric, grabbed Thera the ring protruding from the center of the wood and threw it with all his might. The piece of wood creaked a little and contorted the hole in which it was embedded. The tomb was opened under his feet. Twelve
high steps led up to what should have been a small laboratory. Everything was in disarray as if all the demons of the Abyss had been unleashed on the tiny room. The walls were covered with a phosphorescent goo and dimly lit room and gave the ghostly reflections to objects lying on the ground. Demolished the flasks had left pools of liquid that were strange and foul smells. Ulric held his nose hand, wondering how on earth would find the damn thing that sifted through so much filth. And the state that would be! Thera picked up some objects but not flashed medal recognizing. Ulric looked around, the liquid had corroded all he had found his way making mush. On the table there were still some books and articles which were soon discarded by the dwarf.
- Ulric Come! Move! That then also want to charge!
But Ulric stood motionless and watched how about a paralyzed shelf in the back of the room, almond eyes with long lashes watched.
- Thera! There! He managed to exclaim after a second. The dwarf did not wait for Ulric draw the sword, could see the eyes shining in the darkness and took a well-aimed blow to the head elf with the edge of the ax. Eyes closed with a gesture of head pain and was thrown from its pedestal on the shelf and rolled on the ground to a halt just at the foot of Ulric.
The gentleman tried to concentrate on the gaze of those pleading eyes and not look at the blackened stump which had transformed what was undoubtedly the throat of a living being.
- ahhhhhhhh! Thera-pounced on his head and began kicking him like a huge cockroach. Until the elf's grimacing were so evident that Ulric was stopped.
- Stop, Thera! He said with authority and held his breath to pick up the bruised head gently introduced the stump on the pedestal that had sustained him and placed it on the table.
-Thera is appalling, "he said, surprised that Ulric could overcome his reluctance to play the thing. The boy had more stomach looked.
- What do you think? -Head opened his eyes. On one occasion he had a body that was obvious. It was now a living head.
"It looks like a ghost," said Ulric. Or a demon of the abyss. If I wanted to kill us has had the opportunity to do so.
"Maybe you can not.
Thera came and held the gaze of those piercing eyes. Perhaps it was a monster but a monster seemed intelligent.
- What's your name, Monster Abyss? Asked the dwarf.
Surprisingly, the head tried to speak. His lips moved trying to form words, but these did not come out of her throat. Only managed to issue a hoarse whistle was unlike any of the words they knew.
"You can not talk, Thera. It has no throat.
"I see.
"We could try to read his lips. Ulric, "suggested and contact the elf. Can you do it?
repeatedly blinked eyes and mouth widened into a smile. The monster was saying yes.
-evidently can not talk but he can hear us and see us, "said Thera.
-A-S-T-K-A-I-N-T-E-R-O-T-H-
Ulric Astkainteroth-read and turned to Thera, "this should be your name.
"I've seen that name before ... -Thera began to pick up and return to throw books and scrolls to the ground .- Ah, here it is. Astkainteroth, black tunic and Lord of Duerghast, basic provisions and blah, blah, blah. It was a big fish, Ulric. We have a fish fat. Ulric
glanced at the shabby book that Thera was holding.
- What could have happened? He asked.
"Maybe there was something there that have covered ventured Ulric.
-Or maybe there is a secret door, "said Thera.
The dwarf continued insisting, with small taps to every inch of wall while Ulric sat on the wet steps and tried to scrutinize the shadows not quite sure if there was something floating in them. The medallion glow illuminated only to the place where he directed his gaze and let the rest of the space involved in the oppressive darkness that surrounded them. His feet drummed on the floor trying to play a popular melody without being able to do anything about it. He immediately stopped and realized what he was doing unconsciously. His feet were expressing their nervousness but that was not important, or that someone might hear and recognize the pace at upstairs.
-Thera.
-Chissst. I'm trying to find a door. Ulric
hesitated between search for hours to leave or tell him he had discovered.
"I think it's here, 'said Ulric watching the floor under my feet.
Thera became a jump and looked at the worn wood had been used as a drum Ulric was a wooden square fits perfectly in the black granite floor.
- You see! There is a secret door! "Immediately and without waiting for complaints of Ulric, grabbed Thera the ring protruding from the center of the wood and threw it with all his might. The piece of wood creaked a little and contorted the hole in which it was embedded. The tomb was opened under his feet. Twelve
high steps led up to what should have been a small laboratory. Everything was in disarray as if all the demons of the Abyss had been unleashed on the tiny room. The walls were covered with a phosphorescent goo and dimly lit room and gave the ghostly reflections to objects lying on the ground. Demolished the flasks had left pools of liquid that were strange and foul smells. Ulric held his nose hand, wondering how on earth would find the damn thing that sifted through so much filth. And the state that would be! Thera picked up some objects but not flashed medal recognizing. Ulric looked around, the liquid had corroded all he had found his way making mush. On the table there were still some books and articles which were soon discarded by the dwarf.
- Ulric Come! Move! That then also want to charge!
But Ulric stood motionless and watched how about a paralyzed shelf in the back of the room, almond eyes with long lashes watched.
- Thera! There! He managed to exclaim after a second. The dwarf did not wait for Ulric draw the sword, could see the eyes shining in the darkness and took a well-aimed blow to the head elf with the edge of the ax. Eyes closed with a gesture of head pain and was thrown from its pedestal on the shelf and rolled on the ground to a halt just at the foot of Ulric.
The gentleman tried to concentrate on the gaze of those pleading eyes and not look at the blackened stump which had transformed what was undoubtedly the throat of a living being.
- ahhhhhhhh! Thera-pounced on his head and began kicking him like a huge cockroach. Until the elf's grimacing were so evident that Ulric was stopped.
- Stop, Thera! He said with authority and held his breath to pick up the bruised head gently introduced the stump on the pedestal that had sustained him and placed it on the table.
-Thera is appalling, "he said, surprised that Ulric could overcome his reluctance to play the thing. The boy had more stomach looked.
- What do you think? -Head opened his eyes. On one occasion he had a body that was obvious. It was now a living head.
"It looks like a ghost," said Ulric. Or a demon of the abyss. If I wanted to kill us has had the opportunity to do so.
"Maybe you can not.
Thera came and held the gaze of those piercing eyes. Perhaps it was a monster but a monster seemed intelligent.
- What's your name, Monster Abyss? Asked the dwarf.
Surprisingly, the head tried to speak. His lips moved trying to form words, but these did not come out of her throat. Only managed to issue a hoarse whistle was unlike any of the words they knew.
"You can not talk, Thera. It has no throat.
"I see.
"We could try to read his lips. Ulric, "suggested and contact the elf. Can you do it?
repeatedly blinked eyes and mouth widened into a smile. The monster was saying yes.
-evidently can not talk but he can hear us and see us, "said Thera.
-A-S-T-K-A-I-N-T-E-R-O-T-H-
Ulric Astkainteroth-read and turned to Thera, "this should be your name.
"I've seen that name before ... -Thera began to pick up and return to throw books and scrolls to the ground .- Ah, here it is. Astkainteroth, black tunic and Lord of Duerghast, basic provisions and blah, blah, blah. It was a big fish, Ulric. We have a fish fat. Ulric
glanced at the shabby book that Thera was holding.
- What could have happened? He asked.
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