Before I go rambling on again...I have to thank those readers who have come by and read my tale. Even though I am still completing the story, I will not be posting another episode at this time. Instead, I will be posting a short story that I have in the works. I haven't decided when I will post the first episode yet. But it will be in the near future. Thanks again to those who have stopped by looking for more of this story, after I have finished the story I will print off a limited run of soft cover books. Until then I hope you will enjoy what I have posted and look forward to my up and coming short story. Happy reading. =)
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Saturday, August 9, 2008
The Road to War ... Part 5
He woke up to seeing two men standing over him and he tried to jump back but the stump he was lying up against prevented him from moving very far. The last thing he remembered was charging on two unsuspecting travellers on horseback. He thought they might be messengers but the number of travellers between Rosh and Grenfell had dwindled since he was assigned raiding duties at this point on the road.
“Who are you?” the bandit asked.
“Right now you can consider us your god” Adam said. “Whether you live or die is in our hands right now.”
“W-w-what!” the bandit exclaimed.
“We know you are working for someone else” Dustin began. “We want to know where we can find him.”
“W-w-what!” the bandit exclaimed again.
Adam hit him over the head again with a piece of a large branch and knocked him out again.
“We’re not going to get very much out of him” Corcoran said.
“We’ll just have to tied him up and drag him with us” Adam said harshly. “I’ll get the rope.”
Adam tied him up and they started back on their way to Rosh. The journey would take a bit longer with the bandit in tow but at least they would have a better chance of find the thieves den with the bandit.
“What are we going to do with him after we get to Rosh?” Dustin asked.
“He won’t be with us when we get to Rosh” Adam said. “When we get to the last clearing before Rosh we are going to let him wake up and leave. He won’t even see us. We’ll follow him back to the thief’s liar and we will worry about the perils of entering the liar when we get to that part. Just be prepared for a fight. Corcoran we are going to need you to stay visible unless you know how to make us all invisible so we can find the leader of this pack of bandits.”
“I can only make one person invisible at a time” Corcoran said as he put his hood up and disappeared. He reappeared right after he took the hood of his cloak off.
“OK let’s get moving” Adam said after tying up the bandit. “We don’t have much of the sun left. We should get to the next clearing soon.”
“Who are you?” the bandit asked.
“Right now you can consider us your god” Adam said. “Whether you live or die is in our hands right now.”
“W-w-what!” the bandit exclaimed.
“We know you are working for someone else” Dustin began. “We want to know where we can find him.”
“W-w-what!” the bandit exclaimed again.
Adam hit him over the head again with a piece of a large branch and knocked him out again.
“We’re not going to get very much out of him” Corcoran said.
“We’ll just have to tied him up and drag him with us” Adam said harshly. “I’ll get the rope.”
Adam tied him up and they started back on their way to Rosh. The journey would take a bit longer with the bandit in tow but at least they would have a better chance of find the thieves den with the bandit.
“What are we going to do with him after we get to Rosh?” Dustin asked.
“He won’t be with us when we get to Rosh” Adam said. “When we get to the last clearing before Rosh we are going to let him wake up and leave. He won’t even see us. We’ll follow him back to the thief’s liar and we will worry about the perils of entering the liar when we get to that part. Just be prepared for a fight. Corcoran we are going to need you to stay visible unless you know how to make us all invisible so we can find the leader of this pack of bandits.”
“I can only make one person invisible at a time” Corcoran said as he put his hood up and disappeared. He reappeared right after he took the hood of his cloak off.
“OK let’s get moving” Adam said after tying up the bandit. “We don’t have much of the sun left. We should get to the next clearing soon.”
Come back for more from part 5
Saturday, August 2, 2008
The Road to War ... Part 4 continues...
The library was a large vault of magical knowledge. Rows upon rows of book cases; each book case seemed to be overflowing with books. It was a really large library, but it also resided in a large castle. The book cases were lined up on both sides of the chamber with two large tables filled with parchment paper down the centre.
Corcoran got to know his way around the library quite well. He had spent most of his apprenticeship in the library. His focus was at times his own worst enemy; but he managed to fumble through some of the easier spells. Despite studying every day he could not remember more than two spells, a disastrous wizard he was turning out to be.
Kartu had given him a bag to hold all of his scrolls that he scribbled out. It looked as if it could only hold about ten scrolls but he had managed to put more than 30 scrolls in there. Every time Corcoran went to the library he would scribble out a new scroll, sometimes they were quick and easy like his magical fire fingers spell which he had memorized and wrote out every day, others like the invisibility spell which he was mesmerized by took a lot longer to scribe.
Writing was the first thing Kartu had taught him to do. He had excelled at reading and writing. Corcoran could read and write which if he had the time to scribe all of the spells in the library could make him a very dangerous warlock. He merely aspired to be a good wizard with the ability to cast a number of spells without having to rely on scrolls to increase the level of magic he could control.
He had studied for a year and most wizards or apprentices of wizards learn at least two spells in their first three months. Corcoran was far behind the curve, he only knew two spells but he had been able to create many scrolls in his time at the castle. He squirreled them away in his chambers because he knew that if Kartu had found out that he had made so many scrolls he would be dismissed or worse, burned alive with Kartu’s powerful magic.
Corcoran walked over to the bookcase where most of the spells pertaining to the use of the fire element were kept. He pulled out the book of incantations on fire fingers. There were several levels of spells in the book and he was interested in the most powerful spells found in the book. He could never start at the beginning and go through until the end. Studying was a chore he hated doing like taking out the trash; but it was essential if he wanted to become a wizard. So many things get left by the way side when you are in a hurry, this was not something you could breeze through and Kartu knew it.
He felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Kartu must be watching he thought. He opened the book to the beginning and started to study it from the beginning fighting his urge to turn right to the back of the book and start scribing.
Corcoran got to know his way around the library quite well. He had spent most of his apprenticeship in the library. His focus was at times his own worst enemy; but he managed to fumble through some of the easier spells. Despite studying every day he could not remember more than two spells, a disastrous wizard he was turning out to be.
Kartu had given him a bag to hold all of his scrolls that he scribbled out. It looked as if it could only hold about ten scrolls but he had managed to put more than 30 scrolls in there. Every time Corcoran went to the library he would scribble out a new scroll, sometimes they were quick and easy like his magical fire fingers spell which he had memorized and wrote out every day, others like the invisibility spell which he was mesmerized by took a lot longer to scribe.
Writing was the first thing Kartu had taught him to do. He had excelled at reading and writing. Corcoran could read and write which if he had the time to scribe all of the spells in the library could make him a very dangerous warlock. He merely aspired to be a good wizard with the ability to cast a number of spells without having to rely on scrolls to increase the level of magic he could control.
He had studied for a year and most wizards or apprentices of wizards learn at least two spells in their first three months. Corcoran was far behind the curve, he only knew two spells but he had been able to create many scrolls in his time at the castle. He squirreled them away in his chambers because he knew that if Kartu had found out that he had made so many scrolls he would be dismissed or worse, burned alive with Kartu’s powerful magic.
Corcoran walked over to the bookcase where most of the spells pertaining to the use of the fire element were kept. He pulled out the book of incantations on fire fingers. There were several levels of spells in the book and he was interested in the most powerful spells found in the book. He could never start at the beginning and go through until the end. Studying was a chore he hated doing like taking out the trash; but it was essential if he wanted to become a wizard. So many things get left by the way side when you are in a hurry, this was not something you could breeze through and Kartu knew it.
He felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Kartu must be watching he thought. He opened the book to the beginning and started to study it from the beginning fighting his urge to turn right to the back of the book and start scribing.
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