of us
scoring blows but nothing that caused real harm. He moved like a man half
his size. For each blow of his axe I blocked on my shield, he dodged my sword.
I began to wonder why he was doing this and the longer we fought, the
more I had to know so I asked him why.
"They failed to heed the warnings of the Messiah, their blood was the
price for that failure. Soon the Sons of Mother Arcadia will sweep clean this
land of false kings and betrayers. Soon the Messiah will return to the throne
where he belongs and lead our great nation in a war to unite the sister
kingdoms under one flag, one empire." It was the most insane thing I
had ever heard but I had to keep him talking. While he was ranting I got him to
stand between the fence and I. I inched closer and closer, I knew I had to be
quick. I had to be faster than him if what I had planned was to work. That was
when I looked out past him and said out loud, ‘take him now’. That was when the
executioner turned and looked for someone that wasn't there.
I
rammed him into the fence with my shield and before he could react he was
falling backwards, his feet flying through the air. The top rail of the fence
hit him just below his waist. Before he landed I was jumping over the rail
myself, sword in hand ready to strike. Just as he landed face first on the
ground I rammed my sword into his back between his massive shoulder blades. I
held it there waiting for some sign of life, there was none. I let go of
the blade and stood back. I watched him there, still not moving, pinned
to the ground by my blade. I then looked up into the Eye of Myrrdin whose
light was being somewhat obstructed by the smoke. I wondered how I would
be judged when it was my time to die. I still wonder to this day.
11. Warning
With my sword back on my hip I held the axe that caused the death of three
innocent people. I also held a scroll that the executioner carried that
detailed who he was supposed to kill in the name of this so called Messiah.
Rage had taken hold of me before I returned to the city. Rage from
having found a real traitor in the kingdoms employ and rage from failing to
protect those who could not protect their selves. Had anyone stood in my way
this night, I would have cut them down with the traitors axe without second
thought.
I marched right back to the office of Captain Turk.
The guard at the door tried to warn me off but the look in my eyes made
him think twice. Turk wasn't alone and to tell the truth at the time I was glad
to see him and Nikle together. I had quite enough of the entire thing.
I wanted some answers, no more cryptic messages or warnings. These men
were going to tell me what I wanted to know. Not that they did but I got my
point across rather well. I slammed the axe down on the desk and tossed
the scroll at Turk. Nikle just stood and stared at the axe with the blood
stained royal seal. I then reported to both of them just what I had seen
and done. At the time I was determined to make them see that they must
work together. Had I known that as soon as I walked out that Nikle was
going to accuse me of planning the whole thing I would have thrown the axe at
him. Turk was the only thing that kept me from sleeping in a jail cell that
night. He defended me when I was not there to defend myself. For
that I will always be grateful to him.
I returned to the inn but the only soul in sight was
Stephan. I asked him for whatever food he had left from dinner and as
much ale as he could carry. He nodded his head and went off to get what I
had asked for. Before long I had a full belly and half a tankard of ale.
I didn't want to move. Everything that had happened that day had
taken its toll on me. I was in a foul mood and nothing was helping.
I don't even know how long Stephan was standing there beside me. I
just happened to see him out of the corner of my eye, gripping that bar
scoring blows but nothing that caused real harm. He moved like a man half
his size. For each blow of his axe I blocked on my shield, he dodged my sword.
I began to wonder why he was doing this and the longer we fought, the
more I had to know so I asked him why.
"They failed to heed the warnings of the Messiah, their blood was the
price for that failure. Soon the Sons of Mother Arcadia will sweep clean this
land of false kings and betrayers. Soon the Messiah will return to the throne
where he belongs and lead our great nation in a war to unite the sister
kingdoms under one flag, one empire." It was the most insane thing I
had ever heard but I had to keep him talking. While he was ranting I got him to
stand between the fence and I. I inched closer and closer, I knew I had to be
quick. I had to be faster than him if what I had planned was to work. That was
when I looked out past him and said out loud, ‘take him now’. That was when the
executioner turned and looked for someone that wasn't there.
I
rammed him into the fence with my shield and before he could react he was
falling backwards, his feet flying through the air. The top rail of the fence
hit him just below his waist. Before he landed I was jumping over the rail
myself, sword in hand ready to strike. Just as he landed face first on the
ground I rammed my sword into his back between his massive shoulder blades. I
held it there waiting for some sign of life, there was none. I let go of
the blade and stood back. I watched him there, still not moving, pinned
to the ground by my blade. I then looked up into the Eye of Myrrdin whose
light was being somewhat obstructed by the smoke. I wondered how I would
be judged when it was my time to die. I still wonder to this day.
11. Warning
With my sword back on my hip I held the axe that caused the death of three
innocent people. I also held a scroll that the executioner carried that
detailed who he was supposed to kill in the name of this so called Messiah.
Rage had taken hold of me before I returned to the city. Rage from
having found a real traitor in the kingdoms employ and rage from failing to
protect those who could not protect their selves. Had anyone stood in my way
this night, I would have cut them down with the traitors axe without second
thought.
I marched right back to the office of Captain Turk.
The guard at the door tried to warn me off but the look in my eyes made
him think twice. Turk wasn't alone and to tell the truth at the time I was glad
to see him and Nikle together. I had quite enough of the entire thing.
I wanted some answers, no more cryptic messages or warnings. These men
were going to tell me what I wanted to know. Not that they did but I got my
point across rather well. I slammed the axe down on the desk and tossed
the scroll at Turk. Nikle just stood and stared at the axe with the blood
stained royal seal. I then reported to both of them just what I had seen
and done. At the time I was determined to make them see that they must
work together. Had I known that as soon as I walked out that Nikle was
going to accuse me of planning the whole thing I would have thrown the axe at
him. Turk was the only thing that kept me from sleeping in a jail cell that
night. He defended me when I was not there to defend myself. For
that I will always be grateful to him.
I returned to the inn but the only soul in sight was
Stephan. I asked him for whatever food he had left from dinner and as
much ale as he could carry. He nodded his head and went off to get what I
had asked for. Before long I had a full belly and half a tankard of ale.
I didn't want to move. Everything that had happened that day had
taken its toll on me. I was in a foul mood and nothing was helping.
I don't even know how long Stephan was standing there beside me. I
just happened to see him out of the corner of my eye, gripping that bar
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