Knights of the Realm ch. 4: Lies, Deceit, and Hidden Secrets

[Overcast]

He looks down at his comrad, "Get up fool you won't die on my watch, and if you do I will promise this land will not exist anymore, you are not the only with dark magics." he picks him up, stomps out the fallen man's skull and says, "Anic Cur A" and has him drink something green from the skull, "It tastes awful I know but swallow it or die your choice." he continues to carry him and his wolf walking that way, "Any Idea where my equipment is?"

[Fuzzydoom]

Damion's head comes up at the awful taste in his mouth, but swallows it at the knight's words. "Thanks nature-boy, You're truly a man of honor." Damion picks himself up and says "Let's go help the others."

[Astral Harmony]

Adellah didn't want to leave Damion and the rest of the equipment behind, but Damion was a Knight of the Realm, and Adellah admired the guy. Damion actually killed a few dozen more Englasians than Adellah did in the war one year ago, but as Adellah finally neared the exit to the dungeon, she thought that she could finally catch up to him in body count.

Two Englasians were guarding the door out. Adellah was a little surprised at this, and relief suddenly flowed over her like a cooling veil. Perhaps Roland didn't send out those assassins after all. For him to ally the enemy that almost took his kingdom away from him...well, "keep your friends close and your enemies closer" wasn't a policy that Adellah thought Roland followed. Adellah picked up a loose chunk of a cobblestone and hit it against the wall right around the corner from where the Englasians were guarding. They looked at each other and one of them broke off. Englasians were still arrogant. Adellah remembered the war of one year ago, when she didn't have the luxury to do what she was about to do now. A clean slice of the Giant's Axe and the Englasian's meaty head hit the ground before its meaty body did. The second Englasian rushed around the corner to find Adellah's knife quickly planted between two of his ribs. Adellah planted her foot in his knee and wrenched it out, a powerful effort. Adellah's attacks weren't bloodless, but you couldn't hope for easy kills on Englasians. Ultimately, she had forgotten how to kill them in her mind, but her body picked up as though she never lost the knack. The blood pooling wouldn't be too obvious. Adellah got to work, dragging the hulking bodies into a dusty, moist corner on the dungeon and then putting out the torches, hiding both body and blood to anyone but the more observant guards. "The Knights shouldn't have much trouble clearing away the guard, but the innocent circus performers will need a clear way out of here before we pay a visit to 'his Majesty.' I better wait for the others." Adellah sunk down low into the shadows, waiting for ally or enemy to enter the area.

[Overcast]

"Get up there is work to be done." he said to Adellah whom he, Forte, and Damion had been passin on the way out, "We must find our glorious leader and save him." he looked down the halls, "OK the one with the best guards will be the path we choose."

((OOC:I saw this movie again last night so I had to put it in.))

BIC:He began to repeat this phrase as he banged his club against the wall, "Warriors come out to play!"

[Fuzzydoom]

Damion smiles as an Englasian steps out of a room that was either a barracks or an armory, either way, a call from the Englasian brought 5 more and 3 archers. Damion smiles, "One archer each and we all get two Englasians. My friends, I believe it is kill time."

[Overcast]

He handled his share quite simply throwing his club at the archer then jumping up to the Englasian men pulling them up and shaking them like a British nanny until they had thier own heads turned to soup by thier impact with thier helms."Overkill!!!"

[Fuzzydoom]

Damion smiles and steps into the flickering shadows created by the torch light. Suddenly his arn appears behind the archer , disarming him, as Damion's whole body comes through unhindred. He kills both Englasians with a quick thrust of the fingers to the Larranx each. He then turns and picks up the remaining weapons, and the cage containing Thomas' Hawk.

[Raiden]

Thomas looked up at Roland, giving off the best smirk his beaten face could give.

"So, you're the long lost brother of our great King, you took over Englasia, you set troops which razed the entire known world, and you're crying because a small group of fighters beat you. You know what's really sad? Of all the Knights, you capture me. Little old me. Simply because I cut your face up. Is that right? Yeah, holding your rattle makes you look so tough, too. All you need is a safety blanket, and you're set for nap ti-"

Before Thomas could finish, Grant had smashed his rattle against Thomas's face. Thomas lurched to the side, the chains catching and holding him in place. A mix of saliva and blood bubbled from his lips. As he fell, his necklaces came out from under his shirt. The whistle and Knight Emblem, Grant had no care for. It was the third one, the ruby on a golden chain, that he took interest in.

"You know, Aironas was one of the first providences we raided. Of course, you were probably familiar with that. Coming home to find your town in flames. It was an early capture, so it was before the time we simply killed everyone we crossed. We kidnapped a vast majority of the peasants that lived in your providence, and took them back to our main camps for questioning. If they gave us good information, we would make them soldiers or slaves. If not...well, they weren't so lucky. I remember that most broke after only an hour or so interrogation. There was this one lady, though. She didn't cave into our demands. She simply sat in the chair, saying nothing. She didn't even scream. Not when she was burned with a heated poker, whipped in her back, sliced by knives, nothing. It was only when she had her throat slitten that she spoke."

Grant reached down and lightly held the ruby necklace.

"She said 'Thomas'. Tears rolled down her eyes, and she died. She had a necklace that looked a lot like this."

With a quick pull, Grant tore the necklace from Thomas's neck, and pocketed it.

"If it's any consolation, she made good meat for our warhounds."

Thomas snapped. His total weakness suddenly disappeared, and was replaced with all the fury and anger he could muster.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH! YOU KILLED HER! YOU KILLED MY SARAI!"

Grant turned back toward his throne, and laughed. His laughter echoed in the expansive room, and echoed even more so in Thomas's head. He began to try and pull himself off the platform, the chains creaking and groaning in protest. The bolts they were attached to began to lift from their positions. Three of the Englasian guards walked up to Thomas's platform and began to roll him out of the Throne Room before he could escape.

"I SWEAR TO GOD, GRANT! I'LL KILL YOU IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO! YOU HEAR ME! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!"

Thomas was pulled from the room, and the large doors were shut. His strength now depleted, Thomas slumped down on his platform.

He then began to cry.

(OOC: Well, if anyone wants to save my ass, I'd greatly appreciate it.)

[Fuzzydoom]

Damion had slipped past the remaining gaurds, searching for Thomas. This was no easy task, even with his ability to slide between shadows, due to the fact that Thomas' bird refused to shut up for even an instant. Finally Damion reaches an ornate set of double doors. Damion leaps back into the shadows as the doors open and out rolls a huge bird cage, with Thomas inside and three Englasian gaurds. Damion smiles to himself as he leaps from the shadows, killing one of the gaurds with a slash of demonic claws. The recent encounter with Jordan had left Damion's demonic side quite bloodthirsty, and these gaurds would do nicely to satiate that thirst.

Blood splattered everywhere as Damion finished off the gaurds. He had been forced to wipe some of it off the key so he could open the lock on Thomas' cage, but once he was out Damion handed him his weapons and his bird. "Thomas my friend," Damion begins "We need a leader. Our fellow knights are scattered throughout the castle, we need to rally them. In our company are the strongest warriors this world has ever seen, but without discipline I fear we could be in serious trouble. What we need is an army. I believe you should be the man who spearheads such an endeavor. " Damion drops to one knee before Thomas "Thomas, I offer my services as a tactician and my full support in whatever undertaking you view necessary." Damion remains kneeling, waiting for an answer from Thomas.

[lazy man]

Rulick had been fighting for what seemed like forever. With his side still stinging like hell and his new power proving to be quite useful, Rulick had left a trail of frozen and broken bodies behind him. He sighed with relief as the last guard fell at his hand, and then worked his way through the pison with little resistance. It really wasn't the maze he thought it would be, but it was still odd finding his way around.

"Damn it, where is everyone..." Rulick muttered to himself as he wandered through the halls, still holding his side, but finally starting to get over the pain for now. He'd been with them for a few seconds, but then they'd scattered. Still in his armor, he could feel the scared eyes of the prisoners as he slumped by, obviously injured. His gaze, however, was looking for any other knights that would be here, and his red eyes shifted, looking for anyone that stood out easily. And luckily enough for him, he just happened to find Kratos and Kal further down the hall. While he would have been more relieved to find more than two of the others, this was still a start.

"Kratos, Kal! Have you two seen any of the others?" Rulick asked as he trotted up, wincing whenever he stepped wrong. He really wished his damn side weren't hurting him, but his new power was definitely worth it, even if the pain made him a lot more sluggish than usual.