creature it was. Fern was assisted down from the transport and followed the small troupe into the wide doors.
The victims were handed over to Fern’s coven of witches who had been preparing for her promised influx of patients. The Amazons who were left behind for the Hall’s defense marched outside and lined the steps and pathway to the Hall as Lord Hawk approached. They were a magnificent sight for the villagers’ eyes. The noise level grew too loud to attempt to speak as each Amazon soldier knelt on one knee as Hawk passed between them. They rose as one when he finally stood on the top step leading into the Hall, and flanked him two deep while he spoke to the crowd.
“You have seen the victims of abuse come through our home. They are the very reason that segregation on the Isle of Tremble is not tolerated. The young ones were found chained by the neck with no hope of escape as the buildings burned down around them. Their parents who claim to be fully human left them to die, and as you can see, before that they have been starved and beaten to the edge of death. The defenders of Hawk’s Nest have found the people who have tortured these young ones and are bringing them in for justice to be meted out. Sir Quinlan and our Amazon forces have worked tirelessly to defend all of the citizens under the care of this Hall, and shall continue to do so.
“As most of you know, when I first came here, I sent requests for volunteers to defend the Hall and few came to my call. Those men who have are amongst the ranks of soldiers who will fight side by side with our Amazons. I expect the citizens of Hawk’s Nest to treat them with the same dignity as you would any defender of our home. If not, you will be tried as any other traitor and judged accordingly.
“There will be a publicly held trial of the prisoners at the noon hour tomorrow, here on the steps of this Hall. It will not be said that we are not fair and open in the treatment of lawbreakers at this Hall of Care.” With his speech ended, Hawk walked through the doors, checked to make certain the young ones were being cared for, then took on his feathers and flew out through to still open doors of the Hall. People ducked without needing to as he flew over their heads and continued to climb higher in the sky. Three huge, silent winged owls followed the Master of Hawk’s Nest in a show for the people below. The beautiful sight of the waning sun reflecting on the birds’ feathers was a sight to see. Murmurs of appreciation could be heard, before a noise of a different sort began.
As the prisoners were paraded through town, on their way to the Hall, people lined a path for the Amazons to march the humans through. In front of the procession was Quinlan, he was in his striped cat’s skin, and walked with the great dignity associated with such huge predators. Two male prisoners followed his trail with two of the brightly plumed Amazons holding short leashes attached to thick collars around the necks of the prisoners in their charge. A third male was being prodded by his escort, this man sneered at the crowd and spit at his captor. She backhanded him without missing a step, and his next spittle contained the blood from her tender tap on his cheek. When he tried to spit at her again, she yanked the leash in her hands and he fell to his knees in the dirt.
Several onlookers heard her say to the man, “You can walk, or you may crawl, one way or the other, you will face justice.” The calm way she stated the harsh fact, and the moment that she gave the prisoner to gain his feet was remarked upon in the crowd. It seemed the woman they all knew as the silly daughter of the pig farmer, was indeed a woman capable of rendering a man almost twice her size into compliance.
Her younger brother watched the scene with pride for her actions. He could barely wait to go home and relate this tale to his parents. Seeing his sister in her uniform of golden brown and rusty red colored feathers,
The victims were handed over to Fern’s coven of witches who had been preparing for her promised influx of patients. The Amazons who were left behind for the Hall’s defense marched outside and lined the steps and pathway to the Hall as Lord Hawk approached. They were a magnificent sight for the villagers’ eyes. The noise level grew too loud to attempt to speak as each Amazon soldier knelt on one knee as Hawk passed between them. They rose as one when he finally stood on the top step leading into the Hall, and flanked him two deep while he spoke to the crowd.
“You have seen the victims of abuse come through our home. They are the very reason that segregation on the Isle of Tremble is not tolerated. The young ones were found chained by the neck with no hope of escape as the buildings burned down around them. Their parents who claim to be fully human left them to die, and as you can see, before that they have been starved and beaten to the edge of death. The defenders of Hawk’s Nest have found the people who have tortured these young ones and are bringing them in for justice to be meted out. Sir Quinlan and our Amazon forces have worked tirelessly to defend all of the citizens under the care of this Hall, and shall continue to do so.
“As most of you know, when I first came here, I sent requests for volunteers to defend the Hall and few came to my call. Those men who have are amongst the ranks of soldiers who will fight side by side with our Amazons. I expect the citizens of Hawk’s Nest to treat them with the same dignity as you would any defender of our home. If not, you will be tried as any other traitor and judged accordingly.
“There will be a publicly held trial of the prisoners at the noon hour tomorrow, here on the steps of this Hall. It will not be said that we are not fair and open in the treatment of lawbreakers at this Hall of Care.” With his speech ended, Hawk walked through the doors, checked to make certain the young ones were being cared for, then took on his feathers and flew out through to still open doors of the Hall. People ducked without needing to as he flew over their heads and continued to climb higher in the sky. Three huge, silent winged owls followed the Master of Hawk’s Nest in a show for the people below. The beautiful sight of the waning sun reflecting on the birds’ feathers was a sight to see. Murmurs of appreciation could be heard, before a noise of a different sort began.
As the prisoners were paraded through town, on their way to the Hall, people lined a path for the Amazons to march the humans through. In front of the procession was Quinlan, he was in his striped cat’s skin, and walked with the great dignity associated with such huge predators. Two male prisoners followed his trail with two of the brightly plumed Amazons holding short leashes attached to thick collars around the necks of the prisoners in their charge. A third male was being prodded by his escort, this man sneered at the crowd and spit at his captor. She backhanded him without missing a step, and his next spittle contained the blood from her tender tap on his cheek. When he tried to spit at her again, she yanked the leash in her hands and he fell to his knees in the dirt.
Several onlookers heard her say to the man, “You can walk, or you may crawl, one way or the other, you will face justice.” The calm way she stated the harsh fact, and the moment that she gave the prisoner to gain his feet was remarked upon in the crowd. It seemed the woman they all knew as the silly daughter of the pig farmer, was indeed a woman capable of rendering a man almost twice her size into compliance.
Her younger brother watched the scene with pride for her actions. He could barely wait to go home and relate this tale to his parents. Seeing his sister in her uniform of golden brown and rusty red colored feathers,
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