| Quitter Dread 
Join Date: Sep 2006 Location: London
Posts: 2,602
| Thursday 17th August
It never rains but it pours.
I was standing outside the Temple of Dondinia after Vognar’s funeral (bastard Dryden wouldn’t let us bury him, so we had to cremate the poor bugger and give Dryden his ashes to ship back to Gorimdor), talking to Foxy and Shelly, when a rag-tag bunch of men turned up and started spouting rubbish about being nobles or some such. Then one of them shouted “grab her” and before I could do a think, Foxy was out cold and I was having manacles slapped on my wrists.
After the note that appeared in front of my house the other night, it was pretty obvious they were Yew militia. Shelly tried to protect me, bless her, but even when Veggy and a few of the others ran out to see what the commotion was, it was too late. Shelly took a dirt nap and I was hauled off through the jungle and off to Stonekeep via the moongate.
On the way one of them mentioned Kai. (Kai turned up for the funeral earlier, and later told me he’d gone to Stonekeep on a rampage after the Minoc battle, though he didn’t remember much about it). Apparently, Kai had blurted out that he loved me, but didn’t want to, and had gone to Stonekeep to die! They felt that sorry for him that they let him go.
Made a mental note to ask him about this later (assuming I got out in one piece). For such a stoic man he’s a hell of a drama queen.
I wasn’t treated badly, considering. They didn’t beat me or try to take my armour, and I got a cell with a bed, even if it was a bit smelly.
Got woken up yesterday by the captain fellow, Dart I think he’s called (any relation to Robert Dart, I wonder?) wanting to ask questions. Here we go, I thought, expecting the worst, but he just stood on the other side of the bars and asked questions about the rebels. I didn’t give him anything remotely useful, so he changed tactics and started trying to persuade me to ditch our allies and ally with Yew instead.
At this point, Devante turned up and wanted to talk (actually, he wanted to flirt – and I was quite literally a captive audience), but his attentions were interrupted by the arrival of my rescue party, Raza bless their souls.
Veg had arranged the rescue, and Kelen had gone to Cove to get reinforcements from there, so amazingly, they managed to bust me out with only a few casualties. Once Cecil had smashed my manacles with a hammer (trust me, that was the most frightening part of the whole sorry episode), I joined the fray, and managed to get the final blow on Klion. Damn, that was satisfying!
The rescue was timely, as according to Dart, I was about to enjoy a date with a templar and a hot poker. It brought back unpleasant memories of my last trip home and my stay at the Inquisition building. Flesh smells like cooked pork when ye a pply a hot iron to it. Put me off bacon for ages.
I was glad to see Kai among my rescuers. He gave a good account of himself, but then they all did. I am proud of them all.
I managed to speak to him about his own capture, and he told me he wasn’t thinking straight, and didn’t want to die anywhere except in battle, with me at his side. Bless him.
Soon as we got back to ‘Holt (we’d invited the Covians to the tavern) we were informed that the Marksmen were attacking Cove, so off we went again, and engaged them in battle.
Damn those Marksmen run! I nearly had a heart attack chasing that Tokuno girl around. Running in full plate on an empty stomach is not something I can recommend.
Managed to get Devante down, though. Bastard still flirted with me when he was on the ground! Maybe he likes rough women.
Still, Kai has nothing to worry about. After all we’ve been through, and in spite of his mood swings, I can’t envisage myself with anyone else. Hopefully he feels the same way. |