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Postby Ariel » Wed May 11, 2005 7:51 pm

O.k,dust off your keyboards,we're back to the story everybody! :study: :shock:
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Postby Magus » Thu May 12, 2005 3:14 pm

Woot!
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Postby Anthentar » Thu May 12, 2005 7:00 pm

Alright, I finally got around to part two. Tell me what you think

A large bump in the road sent the Lady Aelicia flying into the air and she cursed as she landed. Not something very befitting of a Lady of noble birth, but nonetheless, the circumstances permitted such action. She had been abducted by some poor outland raiders who would now likely hold her hostage for ransom. Blindfolded, she was left to wonder the fate of the honour guard that was escorting her towards the frontlines to visit her Kingdom’s brave soldiers. More importantly, she was left to wonder where her most loved companion, a bobcat named Tai, who also served as a loyal bodyguard, was. So many unanswered questions.
Eventually, the carriage seemed to slow down and the man whom she assumed had been sitting across from her the whole time removed her blindfold. She looked at his dirty, scarred face with disgust as he leaned back in his seat across from her and smiled.
“Almost there,” he said, smirking at and very much annoying her with his very existence. She looked out of the carriage and saw that the countryside looked different in the more western lands. There were more trees and fewer cities. And far more ruins to mark where an ancient civilization had once stood. She was shocked at the sheer number of shattered structures that lay in the vast land all around the carriage. It sparked a bit of curiosity in her, and the curiosity only grew, along with a sense of dread, as she saw the tower.
Taller than any other ruined structure and thus seemingly better preserved, it was a very dark grey, almost black, in colour and it stood in stark contrast to the great green land beyond. She looked over at the kidnapper across from her and he nodded after seeing what she was gazing at. Yes, that was where they were going. Aelicia could tell.
One of the escort riders outside rushed by as her head was hanging out the window and he pushed her back inside. She landed hard on the bench and glared with renewed ferocity at the barbarian across when he began to laugh. He quickly fell silent under her unrelenting gaze and turned his head to look outside. The brutal glare continued until Aelicia realized that the sound of the carriage wheels on the road had changed.
She poked her head out of the window again to see that they were crossing a worn out bridge into the ruined tower. How the bridge held steady under the weight of the whole lot of them as they crossed was beyond her, but they were quickly driven within the confines of the tower. The carriage stopped with a great jolt that nearly sent her flying from the seat. She struggled for a moment and then sat up strait as she heard the others outside dismount, followed by footsteps coming closer to the door.
“Welcome to the Tower of Vessentine, milady,” one of the captors said as he opened the door to allow her down. He stretched out his hand and she took hold, lifting her dress so that she might be able to move her feet more freely. As she stepped out, she looked about the ruined room, which was more like a cave than a tower. Water dripped down through cracks in the wall, though its source would remain a mystery at least for the time being, the doors were broken off completely and several walls had clasped turning what was once many rooms into one gaping maw.
Several of the captors were helping themselves to a small pile of gold, well, small to her standards, over in the corner nearest the bridge. Obviously payment for their services, but that opened up another question. If they were simply hired mercenaries, then who wanted her captured? She could think of a few men back in her homeland who would want her dead, but they would never go through such an elaborate scheme just to kidnap her and take her far away. Or would they?
“Come milady,’ a captor ordered as they began forcing her towards the back of the tower. They led her down a winding flight of stairs, now lit only by torches that they had grabbed on their way down. Aelicia wrinkled her nose as they entered a dank basement and a putrid smell hit her like a wall. There were cells lining the walls on either side of the great hall that they had stepped into, some of them ruined others in fine condition, but the things that caught her eye were the bones that lay scattered across the floor. Who owned this place?
“In,” another man said, pointing towards a dark cell with a heavy latching door. She stepped back and shook her head, but two others immediately picked her up and marched into the cell. She fought, but it was a futile effort and she was thrown into the cell, landing hard but jumping back to her feet. The door was slammed shut as the two men left and she rushed over to the small, barred window. The latch was dropped and look of pure fear came over her face.
“I’m sorry milady,” a captor said through the window, “but business is business.” He frowned at her and dropped a torch between inside. She rushed over to the torch and grabbed it before the damp floor might have a chance to put it out. It was here only source of light as the captors were leaving her. She screamed at them again and again as they disappeared up the stairs. Fear continued to grow in her. Dread of what devilish things the future might have in store for her seemingly shortened life.
Panic took her as she heard the sounds of horses galloping away above her head. They were gone! They had left her to starve to death in this dank, dark and desolate place! She bent low and hung onto the flickering torch. How could they do such a thing? Who would order such a horrific act?
Time crawled by and minutes seemed like hours until she heard some heavy footsteps upstairs. “Help me,” she called out. “Help me, I’m down here.” She heard the steps enter a quickened pace and she was satisfied… but suddenly worried at the same time. Perhaps this was a rescue and perhaps it was a quick death. Either one would really be preferable over languishing in the cell until starvation or thirst killed her. The footsteps drew closer and she gripped her torch tightly, hoping for the best.
"He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby become one. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into you." - Beyond Good and Evil, aphorism 146
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Postby Magus » Thu May 12, 2005 7:05 pm

WOOT!!!

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Postby Ariel » Thu May 12, 2005 7:42 pm

Anthentar,I'm sooo Proud of you!!!!!!I love it,it's wonderful,and I'm proud to be a part in the creative efforts in Void's tower and castle.

magus,i can tell already that your fascinating character will enhance our story.WOOT!!! :bigsmiley:
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Postby Dark Knight » Fri May 13, 2005 9:44 pm

Interesting :study: :thumleft:

Good Writing.....
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Postby Ariel » Sat May 14, 2005 7:37 am

Thanks Dark knight!Love the name change .I always loved that name!Yes,we're really enjoying the story.To think it all began in your wonderful castle.Thanks for the inspiration! :angel: :flower: :cheers:
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Postby Anthentar » Sat May 14, 2005 12:35 pm

Yes, it all began with you. Thanks Dark Knight
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Postby Ariel » Sat May 14, 2005 1:32 pm

And good thing our timing was right or you and I Anthentar,wouldn't have been playing around in there at the same times.Did you ever notice that while you kept horsing around,I tried to get the story going?I saw the potential for a story there.You're the one who really shaped it and brought it to life.My hero! :angel: :sunny:
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Postby Anthentar » Sat May 14, 2005 7:47 pm

::takes a bow::

I thank you for all of your time and effort. This is and always was a joint endeavor
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Postby Ariel » Sun May 29, 2005 3:29 pm

I'm baaack!Let the story continue...
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Postby Magus » Fri Jun 10, 2005 7:36 am

So, how comes the story?
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