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Chapter 15- Port Goldsalt

“When we get into Port Goldsalt you should let me do the talking around here, we are suspicious enough as is with five guys and two little elf girls heading to one of the most corrupt cities,” Kross states.

“Shh….we are approaching the gate. ” Grendel hushes the group as the guards step out of their tower to greet them. Chuck tosses a blanket over Snowy and Ash then proceeds to drink from a bottle of ale preparing to use it as a bartering chip if needed.

The path leading into the city was your classic dirt road to the gate where two watch towers sat before a mote and then a high wall. The moat itself was filled with poison-tipped spikes and broken arrows insuring any who tried to cross any other way than the draw bridge would surely die.

The tower guards approach the wagon and Kross straightens up and prepares to speak only to be cut off by Cecil.

“Lovely day isn’t it?” Cecil sparks up the conversation as they reach the oxen pulling the wagon.

“Aye it is, please state your purpose for entering the city.” The lead guard greets them with a smile on his face. Missing teeth and the only guard with any sort of armor he stands out compared to his bow carrying and rag covered counterpart.

“Oh that answer is simple, we are here to trade. Caught us some young female elves. Figured the best price we could get for them would be here.” Cecil states this causing the group to look at him with concern from which he merely smiles.

“I see no elves.”

“They are right here…” he reaches back blindly padding the blanket covering the girls. He feels around till he finds the edge and pulls it down so the guards can see the heads of the very freaked out twins.

“Well then, they seem well-fed and are attractive. You may enter the city and see what you can get for them. Elf children are in high demand as of late.”

” We are looking to also purchase a sea vessel to do some traveling around the coast, do you have any recommendations?” Cecil asks as he recovers the girls as Chuck offers his ale to the guards who accept taking long drinks from it.

“Yes well Oddrick the port master would be the best one to speak too if you need something right away, otherwise you can talk to Holden the ship maker and he will build you a ship for the right price.”

” Thank you, good sirs, for the information it is quite a value to us. ” Cecil fumbles around his coin sack for some copper coins to give to the men. Grabbing 4 gold coins instead he hands it the lead guard. ” There you are 4 copper coins for your troubles and the information. ”

” Certainly good sir enjoy the city remember, the Steward nor guards are responsible for any ill actions taken against you and yours. In other words, nothing is outlawed as long as it doesn’t affect the nobility or guards.”

They would nod and Kross would start the wagon back up as they cross the draw bridge into the city. It was a dirty but lively place. Women of the evening would bare most of their flesh tempting all who travel along the main roads, as taverns were open-faced allowing for easy access to their supplies. Drug dens and dives lined the streets along with the markets. As they travel through the city they see a boy by around the age of the girls having his hands chopped off for stealing by a local market owner. Argos grabs Cecil by the back of the neck as Chuck tells the girls to stay hidden for now.

“Why the hell did you tell them we were slave traders! Let alone selling Snowy and Ash?” Argos says in a quiet yet aggressive tone.

” Bahaha ha ha ha…ah ha…so serious Argos, it’s simple really. This is a city of cruel and terrible people. Acting as if we didn’t have some sort of sleazy reason to be here would have brought more attention to us than we needed. Now we are just another ban of common thugs doing terrible things while we are here. Now if you wish to keep your hand I would suggest you remove it from my neck it’s quite unpleasant. ” Cecil says this all with a chipper tone expect for the final threat from which his tone changes drastically to a very serious, brutal and cold causing the rest of the party to look at him surprised.

” Easy boy scout, let the old man go no point in doing anything to him, we are in the city and we are not selling the girls so no issues. How about you mind the girls and the cart and go gather some supplies for our sea journey and try to sell the oxen and cart. Storing it here will only ensure we never see it again, so making some money off of it is the best course of action. Cecil and I will visit the port and meet with this Oddrick about getting a boat.” Kross makes these suggestions as Chuck and Grendel wander off to one of the open-faced taverns.

” We will procure the food and ale! Come back and pick us up once your ready!” Chuck would shout as he disappears into the crowd at the establishment.

” Very well Kross, keep an eye on this blind man before he talks us into some trouble. ” Argos says taking the cart and the girls over to the markets in attempts to sell it once Kross and Cecil Climb off of it.

” Kross, that was clever back there with the guards however some warning that was your plan might have been better than just stating that on your own.”

” With all due respect Kross, not everything I say or do will be judged prior to me doing it. Regardless if you or Argos approve of my actions the results remain the same, and no one was harmed doing it. ” Cecil says sternly.

” Yes will the same goes for us then. ”

” Very well but you should be concerned with who is going to captain this vessel, not sure any of you have had any boating experience.”

” I have Cecil, been a long time but it should be simple enough to recall”

” And navigation via the stars?”

” Kross well that part might be a bit tricky however nothing we can’t figure out. ”

Making their way to the docks they find the port master whipping a young water elf and dwarfling. They are tied down over a barrel as the cracking of the whip and their whimpering announces their location. Guards are watching and laughing taking bets over which child will pass out first. Kross sighs having seen this all before and numb to the scene in general as Cecil narrows his eyebrows. They approach the guards Kross politely pushing his way through the guards had already counted 12 strikes.

“Excuse me gentleman I am seeking an audience with Oddrick in order to purchase a ship for a voyage.” Kross says as the man holding the whip waves at him”

” One moment has to finish punishing these two for dropping a load of wine into the bay,” Oddrick says with a stern look on his face. Cecil stumble pushes his way through the guards who at first look angry then realize he is blind and gives him room to move. Cecil apologies to the men”

” Excuse a blind man, sirs…Oddrick I believe its called business before pleasure, and by the signs of the laughter and betting this seems to be a pleasure detail, not business. Besides we are in a hurry to make arrangements and I will personally be happy to cover the cost of the lost wine if it means we can discuss our business in a timely manner.” Cecil says this all with narrow eyes and a semi stern but circuitous tone.

” Well, why didn’t you say so quicker, it was a very expensive crate of wine, however, 1000 gold coins, And a ship as well that will cost you an additional 5000. ” Kross looks at Cecil a moment knowing he had money but wasn’t sure about the total amount.

“And how much for your two slaves that seem to be more of a burden than a help. Could use an extra hand here and there for traveling as I am blind they can serve as my eyes across the sea.”

” 2000 apiece, I warn you they are far more trouble then they are worth. ”

” Very well… I will give you 9k for all of it, “Cecil reaches into his pocket and pulls out a large black diamond. Worth at least that much.

” 9000 doesn’t….fine that will do” Oddrick was going to haggle but seeing the stone assumes he can get more than that for it and quickly agrees. Kross had only seen black diamonds at the mines, or at royal festivals as prices and none the size of this one. He began to question exactly who this Cecil was all over again.

” Show me to my ship and release my slaves from their bindings they shall begin their work right away…” Cecil says as Oddrick releases the children who can barely move with blood running down their backs.

” Now to your ship, you can take Green Moss, at the end of the docks let me get your parchment showing the transfer of ownership of the ship and these two. ”

” Kross tend to these two while I finish up business with Oddrick. ” Cecil orders as he places his hand on Oddricks shoulder using him as a guide to port master’s chambers.

Kross looks at the children pulling some healing potions out of his bag giving one to each of them to stop the bleeding and begin the healing process but the damage was excessive so more treatments will be needed.

“Well then little ones, the girls will be happy to meet you, they do not get other children to play with often, however, to be honest, I am not fully sure of the intentions of your new master Cecil, though I have a feeling it will be better than what you are accustomed to. My name is Kross, may I ask yours?”

The water elf would thank Kross and introduce himself and the dwarf, ” I am Vile, and he is Bile…”

” Do you like those names? ” Kross would ask kneeling down, the guards begin arguing over their bets as the game was ended with no conclusion, agreeing to spend all the money on winches and ale they make their way to the taverns.

” Do you like the name Kross?” asks Bile.

” Its Krossel actually and yes I do it was the name my mother gave me.”

” We don’t know what our mother named us, that was the name given to us by Master Oddrick.” Vile responds.

” I see well that doesn’t mean you have to keep it, I am sure Cecil would allow you to change your name. He may be a little odd but from what I can tell so far he means well.

Cecil would exit the dock masters quarters patting a large amount of dust that suddenly has covered him while inside, holding onto the parchments of ownership for the Mother Seaweed instead of the green moss, this was a much larger and nicer vessel, as well as the ownership papers for the two children.

“Cecil, shall I track down the others?” Kross offers.

” Splendid idea Kross, the children and I shall get the ship ready to rock and roll in the meantime,” Cecil responds walks up to the children, he places his hand on their heads, and their backs instantly heal. The kids look at each other in disbelief then look up at Cecil unsure what to think. Cecil messes the kid’s hair up and tells them to guide him to the Mother Seaweed. Kross smirks slightly seeing this and heads off to the taverns and market to track down the others.

Kross heads into town but before seeking out the others he heads down a residential district looking around for a certain home. He finds it and walks up to the door knocking on it. It opens slightly and he hands some coins through the crack and the door closes. He would sit on the porch and wait. An hour or so would pass before the door opened again tossing out a book hitting him in the back. Picking up the book he would wrap it in a rag and toss it in his bag before heading to the markets to find Argos and the girls.

Argos was not hard to spot being much large than most of the others. Snowy and Ash hid under cloaks on either side of him. As he argues over the price of potatoes, with a little old lady who will not budge on her price.

Ash would see Kross approaching and step behind as Snowy grumbles wanting to eat.

” Argos, just pay the lady already potatoes suck anyway taste like dirt…” snowy whines.

” Listen here lady a copper a piece is stupid. this potato is half the size of this one and you’re charging a copper for each, I will give you one for both! ” Argos demands as the lady merely shakes her head giving him the stink eye”

” You will pay price, and that big one now costs 2 copper because your such a big baby!” the old merchant growls.

” HOW DARE YOU, this is stupid keep your potatoes! I have wasted enough time on you at this point there are other vendors.” Argos states before he storms off noticing Kross who simply has a smile on his face having witnessed the big guy get bested by a little old lady.

” How are the supplies coming?” Kross would ask holding back his laughter.

Snowy would respond, “It has been just terrible…Argos sucks at haggling why do you guys keep letting him go to the market unaccompanied. ”

“Argos wasn’t unaccompanied he had you two.”

” Knock it off you guys that lady was being unreasonable. We managed to get fish, bait, and some fruit. Vegetables here are extremely expensive though. One copper use to get you 2 pounds now it gets you one potato,” Argos chimes in.

“You know to watch after this guy is a full-time job! He also doesn’t listen to us or let us help much cause we are kids…”

“It’s all good big guy, and you should let the kids do the talking more often your this big huge intimidating guy, and they are cute little innocent children. Honey over vinegar will catch the bear every time they say.”

” Now see here boys we need to finish up…Argos you leave the shopping to Kross and I. Go drag the monk and dwarf from out of the tavern.”

“Very well…” Argos would snort before heading towards the taverns and brothels. Ash would look at Kross a moment before shaking her head following Argos as Snowy at first goes to stop her but re-frames letting Ash follow Argos.

” I hope she gets over hating me someday. ” Kross says with remorse.

” Oh she will be fine in time, she doesn’t scare easy, and you scared her real bad. So did you find us a ship?” Snowy says slightly worried about her sister going to a brothel, but Agros would break whoever tried to lay a hand on her so this brought her some comfort.

“Yes we did, and it came with two young boys around your ages, a Water elf, and a dwarf. You will get to meet them soon. ”

” Boys? Great more boys…just what we needed…will be nice to have someone else to play with I suppose.”

The day would finish out with them collecting the rest of their supplies and heading to the ship. Cecil would have disappeared as everyone else would pile onto the boat and claim cabins to sleep in. The boat was very large and had the life of luxury written on every wall. Fancy engraved door frames, and real goose feather mattresses. Snowy would look at all of this and feel right at home excited about heading out to sea.

Kross would pace back and forth along the deck wondering where the hell the blind man had meandered off too as the two new children rest on a pile of ropes. Argos would have carried a passed out half-naked Chuck and Grendel back to the ship leaving them in the wheelhouse lying over one another having had a hard time locating them among all the sleaze in the town. After doing so he would make his way over to Kross.

” So where did he go, now more mouths to feed. I hope you took that into account when purchasing food. ”

” Well yes of course I did. Money is no issue for now, as long as Cecil is backing us anyway.

“What does that mean?”

” He has money, gods know how much. He used the largest black diamond I have ever seen and acted like it didn’t mean much at all to him. I don’t fully trust him, and we have traveled together for a while now. Though I believe he is trying to do the right thing. He also disappears on us when no one is watching which causes some concern as well, what does he do when he is not with us?”

” Argos, he is powerful and had gotten around for a long time before us. He is capable of taking care of himself. ”

” Don’t you get it that is exactly my point. He has more power than we have ever seen and more money than we know, what does he need us for exactly?”

” Kross, we do not see eye to eye on a lot of things. I do not trust his judgment at all times either however, the fact remains he is an assist to us and we are to him to some degree. Why else would he bother with helping us? Ash and I most likely owe our lives to the man, he gained nothing by destroying that hoard of orcs other than us. Personally, I have faith that he is the best shot we have of helping the Gods, he may even be one of them. Either way, I am in his debt, and I know one thing, starting rumors without fact can only cause damage. ”

” I just hope your faith and sense of honor don’t doom us all into following a piper to the cliff. I am going to turn in, you mind taking the first watch. We will leave in the morning if Cecil has returned. I would rather not linger here longer than needed. ”

” I will keep watching you get some rest. ”

 


Chapter 12: Death is only the Beginning

The sounds of metal clanging ring out as the Mother of Death faces off against her son Hades. Their battle field is a barren field of warm sand cooling across the sand of the Valley of Seven Devils. The field was named this do to the fire Devils who once would doom all travelers who cross their vacant desert searching for a promised land that was made of myths and legends. A aspect that caused many who searched for a better tomorrow to meet terrible fates. They were captured ages ago by a fierce warrior who tricked them into fighting one another till they were too tired to defend against him. Dragging them back to the Gate he locked them away for what all assumed would be until the end of time.

Mother of Death,” Hades why are you doing this….There is no balance if you continue to kill those whoms time has yet to come. ”

Hades,” The old ways mean nothing, for its time for a change its time for you to give up your power to me.”

Mother of Death,” You’re a foolish child…you are not ready to be the God of Death.”

Hades charges forth bringing his blade down to strike his mother who uses a scythe to defend herself, sliding back across the sand from the strike. Surprised and slightly fearful of her son’s new found power.  She spins her scythe to cause a large about of sand to kick up and create a wall of sand between the two of them. Hades charges forth and swings his blade knocking loose his mothers grip on her weapon.

Hades: “Its time I bring you to piece darling.”

He shoves his sword deep into her chest causing her ribs to give way and the blade to pierce her heart. Black blood slides down the blade as the mother of death only smiles back at her foe.

Mother of Death,”Its a relief to know that my son had nothing to do with this…vile creature show yourself…”

Diane returns to her normal form as her body shifts from Hades’ to her own she looks back puzzled to have been exposed. Curious of how this false old God was able to see through her masquerade. Pulling the blade out of the Mother of Death she watches the God fall backwards onto the sand.

Diane: “Well seems you have some surprises in you still.”

Mother of Death,” Its not hard, for if you were my son and truly wanted the power you would not have destroyed the source….ha ha ha….foolish shapeshifter I no idea what your plans are but its simple to see you have no idea what your doing.” She laughs a bit until her voice is interrupted by a spur of blood. The wind begins to pick up greatly as Diane watches in confusion. Sand begins to fly towards Diane with great speed, it tears into her flesh and eyes blinding her.

Diane,” FUCK whats with this wind you old hag. ”

Diane would then feel the earth underneath her begin to pull in down, Alarmed she takes the form of a phoenix and takes off into the air a chain of sand follows her her up into the air wrapping around her ankles and starts to bring her back down. The wind also makes it difficult for her to remain steady and soon she crashes down into the sand, and then is drug down under the surface of the sand.

Wind,” Madam….are you alright”

Mother of Death,” The foolish thought of killing death…..ha…ha ha….” says before coughing up more blood, weakly she stands. Its at this point that she looks down at her chest, around the wound has begun to turn white to her dismay she falls to one knee as the wind rushes to her side, using its power to steady her.

Wind,” The book keeper said that something was coming to unleash war on the Gods. I guess that was one of them…I suppose. I found you and the God of the Earth we are looking for Rah and the other former Gods. The kingdom of Zeus has been laid to waste and they hung his dying body on the front gate. As a warning, if I had only gotten here sooner we might have been able to escape without injury. ”

Mother of Death,” I don’t think I am going to be alright…Rah was last known to be resting where the sky meets Earth. Trust no one…..” Holding her chest the white begins to slowly spread. She forces herself to stand and take. In the distance three figures begin approaching. The ground begins to shake as a massive sand dragon bursts forth attacking the ground as the wind helps mother of death steady herself and gain balance enough to remain on her feet.

Wind,” We need to go now…”

The gods make their retreat as the Mother of Death moans in pain with every step the wind conceals her movements till they she can manage to hide her form. The God of Earth continues to form a distraction till the others are clear before he leaves and the sands become still.

Gilgamesh, Madea, and an orc chieftain arrive on the scene. Medea laughs at the sand dragon who changes form to Diane.

Diane.”ahhh go choke on it Madea.”

Medea,” I am not the one who let some Lower Gods get the better of me now am I.”

Diane.” Former Gods seem to be of higher order than their offspring. ”

Gilgamesh,” It is nothing we can not handle I am sure of it. They may be powerful and illusive but to keep our plans on our track we shall have to finish them off not let them linger with injuries. Diane, do you have any information for me?”

Diane,” yes there is a wind God and an Earth God, they seem to be trying to find one another. But most of the former gods wont work with the current ones nor work well with one another.”

Gilgamesh,” Well do you know how many former Gods we could expect to encounter? And has anyone found 400? ”

Diane,” There was one matching his description that was mentioned in a small village. They spoke of him fondly as he healed them also provided them with food and other supplies. Only thing that makes me think its not him, is the fact they said he turned an army of darklings into dust before passing out for several days. He was also listed as blind; we know 400 is as well, but not everything matches up as 400 doesn’t fight nor heal others. ”

Medea,” yeah might be him might not be”

Gilgamesh,” Strange…thanks for the report return to your duties of observing, next time do not engage without back up. Medea lead our orc friend here to find Lucy and see if he has managed to open the gate. Combine your forces and then you with the help of Lucy and the sisters continue to destroy the temples and the followers. ”

Medea nods and looks to the orc chieftain in a bit of disgust as the orc looks at her with the clear thought of sexual fantasies filling its mind. Disgusted she leads the say towards a new town. The orc follows a on the verge of being to close behind her as they head south.

Gilgamesh leans down placing his hand into the sand, his eyes flash a bit as Diane finally takes off as a sparrow into the air. He was now alone in the vastness of desert. Whispers fill his head as he shakes it off for a moment before they come back louder.

Voices, “Kill them….kill them all….rule…bend the knee to no one. ”

Gilgamesh,” Yes master…I shall…kill them all….every last one….”

 


Chapter 5 Kross

A small boy awakens on straw staring up at the sky. Grinning at the blue sky; he mocks the clouds above. The condition of the boy wearing nothing but a pair of tattered shorts becomes clear. His skin only shows a color do to the suit that has settled on him from head to toe. His ribs, and back stick out of his skin like ripples in sheets. Though his smile doesn’t fade as he knows how lucky they are to see the day. His spirit surpasses his physical appearance. As he walks without shoes through a shortened torn patch he remains joyous. His feet pass through unable to penetrate scar tissue from previous travels through harsher environments.

In the distance a woman’s voice rings out, calling a name repetitively in a slightly annoyed tone. The child no older than seven sits up and looks off towards a small hut made out of branches. A women with long flowing brunette hair wearing a dirty faded blue dress stands waving at him to come towards her. Her age is clearly in her thirties and the years were hard. Her face is has the markings of a thief and whore indicated by letters branded into her cheeks. A P for prostitute and a T for thief. Her wrists shine with scars from former shackles. Letting out a sigh he stands and begins to meander his way over to her.

Boy,” yes mother? ”

Mother,” Glenn I need to run to the river to gather up some water so we can wash up before your brother arrives and I need you to wait here him.”

Glenn,” Alright…I guess..do I really need to wash up though its a waste of water.”

Mother,” Yes, you do you haven’t washed in a while…and it will be dark here soon.”

Glenn,” I know but…”

Mother,” No but…just get your brother a bed made up so he can rest, a trip to town takes a lot out of him.”

His mother gathers up a two buckets which may be the only thing they own that is not in rough shape. With a sigh she uses some vines to tie the buckets to each end of a long pole like stick. She lefts up the stick and places on her shoulders wrapping her arms around each end to hold it firmly in place. She begins to walk off down a faded trail towards a small river that ran about two miles away on the edge of a dead forest.

Glenn sighs watching his mother fade off into the distance, picking up a stick he begins to practice his letters in a small patch of dirt. A few hours pass and darkness begins to fall. Slightly worried, for his mother should have returned before dusk. He works on attempting to start a fire. Heading inside he sits down next to a small pile of sticks and straw. Placing the straw in the center of a small fire pit inside the home of sticks and vines. He begins to hum a tune his mother hummed to him to calm him when he was little to numb the worried feeling that was slowly growing. Picking up a stone of flint and a small dulled knife which he slides harshly against to stone to create a spark. After several minutes he manages to catch the straw on fire with a small ember. Blowing on the spark it begins to glow. Smiling having started his first fire on his own he wondered what his mother will say when she gets back.

The glow of the fire shines out of the cracks of the hut. With the light he sets up his brother a place to sleep next to his and his mothers. His brother had been gone for a few days. the small village was about a days trek away, though he often wondered why they lived so far away from town he never did ask assuming that his mother knew best. The brother was only 13 and his mom promised once Glenn turned ten he could go with him to town. He looked forward to the experience of seeing other children and hoping maybe he could play with them as his brother took care of business. His thoughts were interrupted by a smell that he had never smelled before.

It was foul and alarming, turning he looked out the entrance of the hut to see a stocky thing with green skin and pointy ears looking in on him. Its mouth had rows of semi sharp teeth as its lips had red blood dripping down from it. Though it very large by any means but was bigger than the boy. It stood on two leather armor covered its body though the condition was very poor, in its hand was a long jagged dagger which had a rough and long life as well. Took him but a second to realize that he was staring at a goblin. Sliding back his hand landing on the dull knife he used to start the fire he grasped it.

Goblin, “whats…this…?” the goblin’s skills at the common language was limited at best. Grinning it entered the hut. The boy held up the knife and the goblin let out a cackling laugh.

Goblin, ” cute….soft…bony….not much meat….” The goblin look at the boy closely slightly disappointed upon his find.” NOt hungry now….eat tomorrow…”

The goblin put away his dagger without taking his eyes off the boy. Taking a step towards Glenn who let out a scream. It was at the moment the Goblin felt something alarming in his chest as he looked down at a small piece of metal sticking out of his leather armor. Confused, by it he reached to touch it cutting his finger on it. At this point he realized the pain he was in and it he could no longer breathe. Turning his head as best he could get Saw a larger boy holding a short sword that had been embedded into the back of the of the beast. Gagging the goblin fell to its knees and the boy let go of the sword. The goblin then fell over onto its side and life faded from its eyes.

Boy,”Glenn are you okay? Wheres mom?

Glenn remained still, his grip on the knife was strong as it remained pointed outward toward the goblin’s mortal coil. Unable to speak nor blink: his brother clapped his hands to get Glenn’s attention. Glenn turned and looked at his brother a moment before tears came across his face. He stood and rushed over to his brother dropping the knife as his arms raised to grab a hold of his brother who welcomed him with open arms. Scared Glenn dug his face into his kin’s chest. It was at this point he began to blurt out. ” Kross.” sobbing “Kross..mom went to the river and hasn’t come back…”

Kross,” shhh…its alright now but we need to go…” Kross knew that if one goblin was around more were sure to be in the area pushing Glenn aside he quickly put out the fire as the sounds of a horn blew off in the distance, searching the goblin he removing the sword from the back of the goblin with a steady jerk, he began to remove the armor and collected the goblin’s weapon. Placing the leather armor covered in black blood around Glenn and suiting him up it was a little big for Glenn, but now was not the time to be concerned with such things. Kross wrapped the belt for the sheath of the dagger around his younger brothers waist placing the dagger in it’s home. Taking his brothers hand he pulled him out of the hut.

Kross himself was about a foot taller than his brother and a bit more stocky having been keeping himself composed he wore a slightly worn shirt and pants as well as shoes that shown some wear and tear but still had some life to them. Dragging his brother out into the night, they heard an approaching group coming up the trail leading to the river. Kross shook his head knowing they could not make it town without being spotted. Kross ordered Glenn to dive into the small hay pile that he had been resting on earlier that day.

Glenn took a moment to follow his brothers orders as the fear of being killed grew greater as the sound of the small hoard grew louder. He wondered why his brother wasn’t coming too the pile of hay was big enough to cover them both.

Darth ran back behind the house where he had dropped his spoils from the village earlier having seen the goblin enter the hut. The bag was rather large considering the size of the young man who had carried it all this way. Hurry as fast as he could he joined his brother in the hay, covering the bag as best he could without leaving him or his brother exposed. The goblin mass passed by the straw as a few broke off to investigate the hut finding their dead ally they let out a horrid scream causing the night to fill with the sound of horror. The goblins tore down the hut letting out a war cry they stormed off towards the town assuming someone was already heading their to warn them.

Glenn and Darth remained hidden till dawn. Once the sun rose Darth poked his head out telling his brother to remain hidden. Darth headed off towards the river at a running pace. Upon arriving he began to look around for signs of his mother carefully searching the sides of the rivers and the tracks that lay in the wet earth. Seeing signs of his mother tracks among the claw marks of the goblins; he began to realize the truth of what had happened. Searching for a while he saw some drag marks in the softened soil. Tears began to form around his eyes as he followed it seeing bits of a faded blue dress stained with blood along its grooves. He found his mothers remains tied to a tree. The goblins had cut the flesh from her bones till there was barely anything left. Falling to his knees he began to weep.

After a few moments of morning he stood knowing his brother was alone and scared. He untied his mother from the tree and placed her body in the river watching the water carry it away. He again begun to cry knowing he could never tell his brother what he had found. That there would be no grave to come back to, that she was gone forever. After he regained his composure he began to head back to his brother at a quickened pace.

Upon returning he sees his brother sitting on top of the hay stack with a smile on his face. Confused Kross approached him.

Kross,” Glad to see you smiling again Glenn. ”

Glenn very excited responded, ” Kross, Kross, you wont believe it but I saw a wizard.”

Kross,” Glenn what are you talking about no one is here. ” Looking around he saw no signs or marks of a traveler nor wizard that his brother was claiming. ” Where did he go? What did he look like?”

Glenn,” Kross when you left he appeared next to our hut.” Glenn pointed to the hut that had been repaired. A smile on his face.” You see the wizard waved his hand and the hut was back again. The wizard was dressed in all grey and he had creepy black eyes, but he was really nice. Told me a secret he did and gave me this.” Glenn holds up a black coin with a raven on it.” He said if I ever have a wish all I need to do is flip this coin and he will come back to grant it.”

Kross,” give me that.” Kross demanded and Glenn closed it up in his hands screaming.

Glenn,” NO, I CAN’T, he said if anyone ever touched it other than me it wouldn’t work. ”

Kross,” now your just making stuff up let me see it. ”

Glenn,” NO, I wont. IF I do it wont work don’t you get it? The wizard was very stern about that.”

Kross,” fine then be that way, I don’t want to look at the stupid coin anyway. I brought back better stuff than that from town.” Kross digs out the bag from the hay and pulls out some apples tossing his brother one who fails to catch it as he holds onto the coin tightly. Kross sighs and picks up the apple, dusting it off hands it to Glenn who takes it with his empty hand and ravenously eats it. Kross also pulls out some salted pork and some shoes for his brother as well as a brand new shirt. In the bottom of the bag he sees the coffee his mother requested, with a sigh a tear runs down his face as he lifts it out of the bag.

Glenn,” thank you for the cloths and shoesKross you are the best brother a boy could have you know that. Whats that stuff?

Kross,” Coffee for mother..” he says as sadness creeps into his tone.

Glenn,” for who?”

Kross,” Mother you dult”

Glenn,” who? ”

Kross,” stop it thats not funny”

Confused Glenn looks at Kross. Glenn,” I am not being funny Kross, who are you talking about?”

Kross now getting angry,” What are YOU talking about? Mom our mother, the lady that takes care of us. ”

Glenn,” what lady its always been just you and me,” Glenn slips on the shoes which have some room to grow as he tosses the shirt on over the leather armor. still holding onto the coin.

Kross,” NO it hasn’t you jerk. Mom….Mother…” Kross looks over at Glenn who has a confused smile on his face as he seems to have honestly no clue what Darth is talking about. “Eat up, we are going to move somewhere nicer.” Kross says with a forced smile fighting back the tears, not sure whats going on with his brother but he decides it might be for the best. Means Glenn wouldn’t be burden by the loss of their mom as he is.

Years pass as they travel from town to town stealing and conning what they needed to survive, as Glenn held onto the coin. Once Glenn reached 16 he fell in love with a women and soon they had a family. Glenn got a job as a farm hand and stopped his life of crime. Kross decided it was time for him to move on that Glenn had a real future before him and it wouldn’t be fair for him to continue to hold him back. As Kross’ crime kept him on the move, to avoid being captured. One day Kross left his brother a note leaving in the dead of night wishing Glenn the best of luck; telling him he would be back from time to time with gifts for him and his family. It was at this time Kross took up drinking coffee and began to explore the world on his own.


A Story Into Time Chapter 5 The First To Fall. (Currently being rewritten.)

Hades stands strong with his crown of bones resting on his silver hair. A handsome spectacle indeed, using his beauty to ease the passing of those who are ill and those who have reached the elderly age. Though most see him as evil or cruel, truth be told he was a very kind God in charge of ending the pain of those who are suffering.

Around his neck hangs a key made of stone bone and blood. Forged in the darkness it was paired with a lock which was created before Hade’s time to lock up all of the failed creations of the Creator. They were the first Darklings consisting mainly of soul eaters and demons. The common folk considered this Gate a myth, a lore to tell children that if they were bad they would leave them before the Gate where they would be consumed by the evil within.

Hades looks down upon an old woman’s who small hut was in much need of repairs. He can’t help but remember last year when he had to help her husband find his way to the realm of peace and the afterlife. He walks into her hut and sits down on the old ladies bed. Who at first is startled and scared by his sudden arrival. Hades speaks in the most comforting tone,” Rose, relax I have come to help you…”Hades is wearing a black cloak and black leather armor complete with black leather gloves. He smiles gently and takes out a leather canteen pouring out a pain remedy into a horn.

Rose,”I…I remember you…you came to see my husband Bernard..then when you left I came in to find my sweetest love dead…”

Hades,”Yes I remember, he was in great pain and though his body may have stopped breathing he has never left you.” Hades to her side causing her head to turn and look as well. Hades’ reveals a specter of her husband who is lying next to her holding her in his arms.

Hades,”Rose, Sweet Rose, he has never left your side…He has been waiting and holding you every night..

Rose,”Bernard…you’re here?….I love you so much…”she takes the drink and takes a sip…as she does Hades removes the glove from his right hand revealing a hand of tendon and bones. As she drinks she finds herself feeling no pain and quickly becoming tired.

Rose drops the horn and is fast asleep. Hades gently takes his finger and brushes the hair out of her eyes. And as soon as he does her soul rises up out of her body becoming a specter…she sees Bernard and they kiss. Once they kiss a white light engulfs them and in a flash they are gone.

Hades stands and removes himself from the humble home. Once outside he sees an adjacent figure with shiny blond hair in golden armor. The man is holding a lance with a spear of beauty, grace, and devastating elegance.The spear itself is finely detailed with words of the ancients. His golden armor is covered in the same markers. Confused by this man Hades chooses to walk away as no mortal can see him unless he wishes.

“Figures…God showing your back to someone isn’t a wise move.” The Golden Stranger says with a cool and cocky tone.

Hades stops dead in his tracks, now knowing this figure can see him which means this stranger is no ordinary mortal. Hades turns and looks at the figure yet again. The man stands about 50 yards away, with golden hair and eyes he leers back at Hades.

Hades speaks words of wonder,”I see you know what I am…but forgive my ignorance as I know not who you are or why you stand armed. ”

Figure with cold words,” I am the dream of every mortal…I am Gilgamesh, here to fulfill the wish of mortals everywhere, do you know what that is? It’s very basic concept. Freedom….Freedom from the Gods.”

Hades can’t help laugh,” Oh is that so golden child. Have you any concept of how absurd the words you speak are. The Gods are above the whelms or day dreams of mortals” Hades says smugly. His hand still exposed as he walks towards Gilgamesh. Still chuckling over this preposterous notion of dispatching Gods.

Gilgamesh grins,” Your plague on this world is over. I shall see to it every temple crumbles all scripture is destroyed. No one well remember what Gods are, I shall start with you.”

Hades shakes his head,” you really are reckless. Gods will never be silenced.” Hades now facing the man who lowers his spear down to his side. Hades reaches out and touches Gilgamesh’s face causing it to turn black for a second and Gilgamesh’s veins to pop out of his skin and turn a dark green sickly color. Though Gilgamesh’s smile never fades. Hades looks at him confused, as the man has a soul strong enough to resist his powers. The man is alive but has no life to taken. Causing Hades to jump back and glare with confusion at what stood before him.

Gilgamesh,” my turn….” With a swift motion Gilgamesh shoves the spear vertical up through Hades stomach and out through his throat. Hades steps back and Gilgamesh leaves the spear in him.

Gilgamesh,” Reckless…” Gilgamesh spits before he tears out in and upwards motion splitting his rib cage and throat open open. Exposing his heart which Gilgamesh removes and pushes Hades backwards. As Hades falls he begins to to turn white, and by the time he would hit the ground he is nothing but ash. Gilgamesh watches the heart turn white and then he crumbles it shaking the dust from his hand.

The key that was wrapped around Hades’s neck falls onto the ground. Puzzled Gilgamesh picks it up wondering why it too did not turn to ash. Along with everything else the God was “wearing”. Picking it up he places it around his own neck as a souvenir of his victory. From out of the trees, a women barely clothed in armor with similar markings walks up behind Gilgamesh never making a sound she approaches from his rear.

Gilgamesh,”How long have you been there Diane?”

Puzzled by the fact he figured out she was approaching she responds playfully.” Not Long, not long at all…”

Gilgamesh shakes his head slightly, ” so the whole time then.”

Diane,” Yeah that would be accurate…So you killed one of those God creatures huh?”

Gilgamesh proudly responds,” yes and it was much easier than I could have hoped for.”

Diane is a very slender women with an angelic almost innocent face. Her blond hair hangs just above her shoulders. Her clothing leaves very little to the imagination, exposing teal skin with nearly faded battle scars. She has dull purple eyes and a very slight teal look to her skin in direct sunlight. Though this all changes as she steps in front of Gilgamesh, as her form turns to that of Hades, looking the same as Hades once did. She slides up to Gilgamesh wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing his cheek as she giggles. Gilgamesh isn’t impressed and pushes her off of him.

Diane who mimics Hades soothing deep voice,” Oh don’t be so up tight, Alexander is a big guy but I can make some room for you too sweetie” She blows Gilgamesh and kiss. ” Shall I go undercover, perhaps locate this city of the Gods the mortals all go on and on about….And I must say, they are very interesting yet extremely dull to listen too…”

Gilgamesh nods to her idea, as he tries to shake the image out of his head that she just placed there.” Yes go ahead, as recon of mortals seems to be boring you cause well…you are here….not doing what I had asked.”

Diane’s voice now mimics Gilgamesh’s vocals,” Diane go out into the world of the mortals and find out all you can about these Gods the mortals made us to defeat, we must know if they pose a threat to us or not.” Her voice returns to a copy of Hades,” And what better way than to walk into the den of lions unnoticed. Though, there is something I had over heard, which I think you should know about…These Gods are not the first, there were older ones, that one day just disappeared, and then there was a dark age before these new ones appeared. Its rumored that the old Gods are only sleeping or have abandoned this plane.”

Gilgamesh,”Interesting, gather what info you can about the city of these Gods and see what info you can uncover about the older gods…might prove useful if they were banished or destroyed, their might be a weapon or spell to drive these false gods away. If so report back to me immediately, so we can send out word to the others, and find it before some fools do…

Diane nods turning into a Falcon and taking flight. Gilgamesh slightly jealous of the flight aspect many of his brothers and sisters shared. Curious about the mortals he walked into the old hut where the women’s body lies still. A faint smile remains on her face which slightly surprised Gilgamesh. He begins to rummage around the worn hut. Finding a box under her bed which had a small lock on it. Grabbing the lock he pulls it off the chest breaking the latch. Opening it he finds a Diary, a few gold pieces a small dagger and a wedding band.

Gilgamesh looks a the gold coins in both confusion and awe as they symbols on it he doesn’t know. He looks at the ring trying to piece together why a mortal would lock such items up. What could be the use or value of these alien items. The dagger he picks it up, determining he was made of some sort of silver iron mixture. The weight was even and the blade balanced, he places it back into the box. He picks up the diary opening it where a drawing of a young women with a beautiful smile looks back at him. He flips the page and begins to read.

“Happy wedding day my Love, Fill these pages with memories and adventures our journey. One day when we are old and gray we can read the joys of our lives. Your betrothed Bernard. ”

Curious about this concept of love he flips to the next page. where the writing becomes far more feminine.

“Yesterday was the happiest of my life followed by the funnest. My darling pulled out all the stops and I can not believe what he has done. Today was our honeymoon, my prince charming brought me to an actual noble Ball where all the kings of man, dwarfs, Gnomes and Elves with their heirs arrived. It was held at the great hall of Loraine inside the human City of Honor. Never in my life have I seen so many colors, nobility and grace. Bernard’s brother worked as tailor for some nobles and managed to convince him to give me a dress that was made and rejected. The silver and tan coloring wasn’t as flattering as I hoped, and the frill around my neck was so scratchy but Bernard looked at me constantly throughout the night as he played his fiddle. I love him so much, he truly loves me and it showed so much last night. He slipped me in with the rest of the band where I had to change and sneak once I got into the room with the nobles. We could have been punished greatly for attending the luxuries of the blessed. Oh yes the feast….oh what a feast was set up during and after. I did not know much about the world. That night was full of magic I danced and ate my fill. Saw a fire elf and a water elf give each other curious glances…ha ha ha. King Luther of the plains drank so much wine he fell asleep on his throne. His children had to carry him off before the mid ball festivities. Dwarf leader Sheer introduced his youngest son Grendle, who had to be 6 or so, he was so adorable. A pudgy mini-dwarf I could barely contain my excitement. I watched him try to eat a turkey leg like his father and almost laughed out loud. Not because it was so funny but more because it was beyond precious. such a small face and hand holding up such a large piece of meat the boy could barely sink his teeth in, and would tear off too large to chew bites. Can not wait to have some kids of our own. His wit and my charm, the world will bend before for them, this I know to be true. It was truly a magical night that when my husband…I can’t believe I said it. Husband, was finished providing music we went to an after party below held by the servants. King Vladrea, who hosted the gathering made sure the servants had access to the leftovers and could hold their own party of sorts in the servants quarters. My husband and I danced for a few more hours and spend many hours with several interesting folks. Never in all my years have I ever been happier. First of the best days of my life. ”

Gilgamesh puzzled by many of the concepts portrayed by this personal text closes the book. He closes the box and places it back under the bed. He looks one last time at the women who lied still, seeing only vague resemblance to the women drawn on the first page. Strange he thought flipping through the pages of the book. He turned to leave with book still in hand. It could be of some use in learning about the world through a mortals eyes.