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After a good night’s rest with his friend, Caleb Crowsnest heard distant footsteps coming closer to him. He tried to doze off again, but finally got up when he heard Jake slam open the door to the stables. “Caleb!” Jake said, as he ran towards the four-years-older child and gave him a hug. “I’m so happy to see you! Yesterday everything was so scary and you were so brave! I’m so sorry I couldn’t help more!”
“Don’t worry about it,” Caleb responded, not wanting his friend to feel bad, “we’re all okay and the city is safe.”
“Oh! You have to tell me about that! What happened?” Jake inquired.
“Oh, it was so cool!” Edward began. “Uh...where do I start?” he asked Caleb.
Caleb laughed. “I’ll tell him what happened,” the boy said, and he proceeded to do just that. Jake and Edward listened intently, despite the latter having heard this story already. At the end, Jake gave his vote of approval, figuratively speaking. “That was so cool! I can’t believe you charged the old lady head-on like that!” And as that reminded him of something, the child added “oh, that’s right! I came out here to tell you all that Gramammie is making her special pancakes! Come on, they should be ready now!”
As Caleb, Edward, Jake and Flower walked to the house, the hippocampus had a question: “what are pancakes?”
“Oh, they’re great! They’re these flat circle batter things, usually with syrup and butter, and Gramammie’s are extra great too, with cinnamon and whipped cream and whatever you want!” As they approached the door, he added “I’ll be sure to bring you some!”
“Don’t worry Eddy, we’ll be back,” Caleb said, hugging the golden stallion before he followed Jake and Flower inside.
Even before they got to the kitchen, they could smell the battery breakfast food in the air. Everyone was at the kitchen table except for Sara (who was making the food), Roger and John Jr., who were eating in the doctor’s office.
“Hi Calbh!” Rainbow said between pancake bites as he saw the child come to the kitchen. “Y’ sshld try these, thy’re great!” Mary and Marrathew waved to him also, the latter doing so while eating his food in a hurry. Even Ribbon was there, waiting for any stray pancake scraps that might fall from the table.
“Can you please make mine look like a heart, Gramammie?” Skyla asked with her innocent voice as she waited for another pancake. From the looks of things, she had eaten one and was waiting for another. “Oh, me too!” Kayden jumped in.
“Certainly, dears” Sara replied as she continued her cooking, “Caleb, Jake, take a seat. Any requests for yours?”
“A biiiig pile of whipped cream please!” Jake said. Caleb wasn’t used to this; he occasionally had meals at people’s houses, but usually the Red Twig Orphanage served meals in a cafeteria-like style, and customized pancakes were never on offer. “Uh...surprise me?”
“Okay,” Sara said with a smile. And so once the food was ready, everyone ate their pancakes with pleasure. Caleb was pleased with how the eldest Nieve made his pancakes: shaped like birds with cinnamon mixed in. There were even blueberries that were meant to be bird’s eyes. In the back of his mind, the boy had to wonder if being together like this was what being in a family was like.
Marrathew finished his first. “Thanks for the breakfast mom,” he said as he hugged her, “but I need to get to work. Love you all, good work yesterday Caleb.” Saying this, he rubbed the hair of all of the kids, then grabbed a briefcase and left the house. Once everyone else finished, Sara had a suggestion. “Mary, why don’t you and the kids go bring some pancakes to Edward?”
“That sounds like a great idea, mom” her daughter responded. “Come on kids, follow me.” The four youngsters got out of their chairs to do so as Mary grabbed a plateful of pancakes, but Sara looked over at Caleb as he was moving. “Oh, Caleb, could you stay here actually? I need your help with something.” The young boy nodded, so he sat down again as Mary took the kids outside.
Once everyone else left, Sara sat down with Caleb and Rainbow. She looked hesitant, but pressed on anyway. “Okay, Caleb, so I need to tell you something.”
“Okay, what is it?” the boy asked.
“It’s a little long, so please listen until the end. Anyway, you haven’t met her, but Roger has a daughter, Lydia. About six months ago, she was kidnapped into slavery. We know where she is, so Roger hired some mercs to save her. That didn’t go well, and they were mostly killed. I am truly sorry Caleb, but I need to go rescue her; I can’t let her live that kind of life.”
Caleb was truly shocked. Slavery didn’t exist in the Southern Kingdom, so this was his first time hearing of such a thing. But he was also confused. “I’m sorry to hear that, but why are you apologizing to me?”
Sara sighed, then went on. “If I’m gone, someone has to look after them,” she said, pointing outside to where the kids were, “plus Junior isn’t in good shape. Roger needs to be here for that, so that means he can’t go with you to Eagletown right now.”
The look on Caleb’s face was painful for Sara to see, but Caleb didn’t hate her. He was processing what she had told him; it’s not like he couldn’t understand why it was happening. In fact, Sara and Roger had been nothing but kind to him and his friends, from helping Edward with his water sickness to fighting alongside him in battle. Really, it would be more surprising if they didn’t put rescuing a member of their family ahead of everything else.
“It’s okay,” Caleb said, trying to mask his disappointment.
“Again, I’m sorry. I know Roger would be happy to go to your town once Lydia is safe.”
Caleb’s face lit up at Sara’s words as he got a burst of inspiration. He loudly declared his next plan: “I’ve got it - I’ll go with you!” The determination on Caleb’s face, despite the circumstances, were quite the contrast from his disappointment moments earlier.
Now it was Sara’s turn to be shocked, and unlike in the Great Oak, the older woman couldn’t hide her incredulity this time. “No, no way. That makes no sense.”
“Sure it does! With my help, we’ll rescue her sooner, and then Roger can help me sooner!”
“That’s not the point. It’s not safe for you to go.”
“I’ll be okay, I helped save this city and I fought a bunch of dwarves too. You can’t stop me, Miss Sara.” Once again, balancing familiarity and respect was important.
Rainbow, who until now had uncharacteristically said nothing, decided to chime in now. “Don’t worry Sara, I can look after him too.” Caleb smiled at the revelation that Rainbow would join them.
It was just one thing after the other, she thought. “I didn’t ask you to come, Rainbow” she said as she shook her head.
“Too bad. Caleb is, so I am too. Besides, I owe it to the Captain to help.”
The old woman didn’t know what to say now. Caleb just looked at her with determination; Rainbow just looked relaxed and was fidgeting with one of the forks he had used to eat pancakes earlier, as if he already knew what was going to happen. Finally, Sara sighed, then looked Caleb dead in the eye. “Fine. But let’s be clear now: I’m in charge here. The Blackscale Empire is an endlessly cruel place, filled with dragons and humans who will make your life a nightmare at the slightest provocation. We’re going there to save Lydia, not charge off to help every person in trouble. If we don’t work together seamlessly, you’ll be killed or worse, and you’re both too important to me for me to allow that. Understood?”
Caleb nodded while Rainbow gave her a salute with the fork. Sara responded with a hint of a smile before continuing. “Okay, so first thing’s first; we’ll leave tomorrow morning. You two need more rest and I need to figure out the best way to get us to the Prison Mines without being discovered. Go check up on Edward, I’m sure he’ll be glad to see you, but don’t mention any of this to the kids yet. I want to tell them what’s happening myself.”
The two nodded, then got up to leave the house; Rainbow walked outside first, but Caleb (after a little hesitation) gave Sara a quick hug before joining his rablin friend. As he walked towards Edward, Caleb realized that he’d have to talk to the hippocampus at some point about what he wanted to do next. There was no way he’d force Edward to travel with him.
Once the boy and rablin had left, Roger walked into the room carrying a few plates and silverware. “You were right,” Sara told him as he set the dishes in the sink, “Caleb wants to go with me.”
“So I heard,” the skeleton doctor replied. He sets a hand on Sara’s shoulder. “It’ll be okay, that boy can hold his own. If you end up having to fight, he’ll be a great help.”
“But how am I supposed to sneak a rablin into the mines? Or stay undetected until we find her?” Sara asked.
Roger stroked his invisible beard for a few moments, considering the woman’s question, before giving his response. “He can cast illusions. I think the question becomes: how does he sneak you in? And as for a way to stay undercover, I have an idea. But it depends on-”
The undead creature’s thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell. “Ugh, that’s probably the witch. Can you get her to John’s room? I need to talk to Caleb and Edward.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Caleb responded, not wanting his friend to feel bad, “we’re all okay and the city is safe.”
“Oh! You have to tell me about that! What happened?” Jake inquired.
“Oh, it was so cool!” Edward began. “Uh...where do I start?” he asked Caleb.
Caleb laughed. “I’ll tell him what happened,” the boy said, and he proceeded to do just that. Jake and Edward listened intently, despite the latter having heard this story already. At the end, Jake gave his vote of approval, figuratively speaking. “That was so cool! I can’t believe you charged the old lady head-on like that!” And as that reminded him of something, the child added “oh, that’s right! I came out here to tell you all that Gramammie is making her special pancakes! Come on, they should be ready now!”
As Caleb, Edward, Jake and Flower walked to the house, the hippocampus had a question: “what are pancakes?”
“Oh, they’re great! They’re these flat circle batter things, usually with syrup and butter, and Gramammie’s are extra great too, with cinnamon and whipped cream and whatever you want!” As they approached the door, he added “I’ll be sure to bring you some!”
“Don’t worry Eddy, we’ll be back,” Caleb said, hugging the golden stallion before he followed Jake and Flower inside.
Even before they got to the kitchen, they could smell the battery breakfast food in the air. Everyone was at the kitchen table except for Sara (who was making the food), Roger and John Jr., who were eating in the doctor’s office.
“Hi Calbh!” Rainbow said between pancake bites as he saw the child come to the kitchen. “Y’ sshld try these, thy’re great!” Mary and Marrathew waved to him also, the latter doing so while eating his food in a hurry. Even Ribbon was there, waiting for any stray pancake scraps that might fall from the table.
“Can you please make mine look like a heart, Gramammie?” Skyla asked with her innocent voice as she waited for another pancake. From the looks of things, she had eaten one and was waiting for another. “Oh, me too!” Kayden jumped in.
“Certainly, dears” Sara replied as she continued her cooking, “Caleb, Jake, take a seat. Any requests for yours?”
“A biiiig pile of whipped cream please!” Jake said. Caleb wasn’t used to this; he occasionally had meals at people’s houses, but usually the Red Twig Orphanage served meals in a cafeteria-like style, and customized pancakes were never on offer. “Uh...surprise me?”
“Okay,” Sara said with a smile. And so once the food was ready, everyone ate their pancakes with pleasure. Caleb was pleased with how the eldest Nieve made his pancakes: shaped like birds with cinnamon mixed in. There were even blueberries that were meant to be bird’s eyes. In the back of his mind, the boy had to wonder if being together like this was what being in a family was like.
Marrathew finished his first. “Thanks for the breakfast mom,” he said as he hugged her, “but I need to get to work. Love you all, good work yesterday Caleb.” Saying this, he rubbed the hair of all of the kids, then grabbed a briefcase and left the house. Once everyone else finished, Sara had a suggestion. “Mary, why don’t you and the kids go bring some pancakes to Edward?”
“That sounds like a great idea, mom” her daughter responded. “Come on kids, follow me.” The four youngsters got out of their chairs to do so as Mary grabbed a plateful of pancakes, but Sara looked over at Caleb as he was moving. “Oh, Caleb, could you stay here actually? I need your help with something.” The young boy nodded, so he sat down again as Mary took the kids outside.
Once everyone else left, Sara sat down with Caleb and Rainbow. She looked hesitant, but pressed on anyway. “Okay, Caleb, so I need to tell you something.”
“Okay, what is it?” the boy asked.
“It’s a little long, so please listen until the end. Anyway, you haven’t met her, but Roger has a daughter, Lydia. About six months ago, she was kidnapped into slavery. We know where she is, so Roger hired some mercs to save her. That didn’t go well, and they were mostly killed. I am truly sorry Caleb, but I need to go rescue her; I can’t let her live that kind of life.”
Caleb was truly shocked. Slavery didn’t exist in the Southern Kingdom, so this was his first time hearing of such a thing. But he was also confused. “I’m sorry to hear that, but why are you apologizing to me?”
Sara sighed, then went on. “If I’m gone, someone has to look after them,” she said, pointing outside to where the kids were, “plus Junior isn’t in good shape. Roger needs to be here for that, so that means he can’t go with you to Eagletown right now.”
The look on Caleb’s face was painful for Sara to see, but Caleb didn’t hate her. He was processing what she had told him; it’s not like he couldn’t understand why it was happening. In fact, Sara and Roger had been nothing but kind to him and his friends, from helping Edward with his water sickness to fighting alongside him in battle. Really, it would be more surprising if they didn’t put rescuing a member of their family ahead of everything else.
“It’s okay,” Caleb said, trying to mask his disappointment.
“Again, I’m sorry. I know Roger would be happy to go to your town once Lydia is safe.”
Caleb’s face lit up at Sara’s words as he got a burst of inspiration. He loudly declared his next plan: “I’ve got it - I’ll go with you!” The determination on Caleb’s face, despite the circumstances, were quite the contrast from his disappointment moments earlier.
Now it was Sara’s turn to be shocked, and unlike in the Great Oak, the older woman couldn’t hide her incredulity this time. “No, no way. That makes no sense.”
“Sure it does! With my help, we’ll rescue her sooner, and then Roger can help me sooner!”
“That’s not the point. It’s not safe for you to go.”
“I’ll be okay, I helped save this city and I fought a bunch of dwarves too. You can’t stop me, Miss Sara.” Once again, balancing familiarity and respect was important.
Rainbow, who until now had uncharacteristically said nothing, decided to chime in now. “Don’t worry Sara, I can look after him too.” Caleb smiled at the revelation that Rainbow would join them.
It was just one thing after the other, she thought. “I didn’t ask you to come, Rainbow” she said as she shook her head.
“Too bad. Caleb is, so I am too. Besides, I owe it to the Captain to help.”
The old woman didn’t know what to say now. Caleb just looked at her with determination; Rainbow just looked relaxed and was fidgeting with one of the forks he had used to eat pancakes earlier, as if he already knew what was going to happen. Finally, Sara sighed, then looked Caleb dead in the eye. “Fine. But let’s be clear now: I’m in charge here. The Blackscale Empire is an endlessly cruel place, filled with dragons and humans who will make your life a nightmare at the slightest provocation. We’re going there to save Lydia, not charge off to help every person in trouble. If we don’t work together seamlessly, you’ll be killed or worse, and you’re both too important to me for me to allow that. Understood?”
Caleb nodded while Rainbow gave her a salute with the fork. Sara responded with a hint of a smile before continuing. “Okay, so first thing’s first; we’ll leave tomorrow morning. You two need more rest and I need to figure out the best way to get us to the Prison Mines without being discovered. Go check up on Edward, I’m sure he’ll be glad to see you, but don’t mention any of this to the kids yet. I want to tell them what’s happening myself.”
The two nodded, then got up to leave the house; Rainbow walked outside first, but Caleb (after a little hesitation) gave Sara a quick hug before joining his rablin friend. As he walked towards Edward, Caleb realized that he’d have to talk to the hippocampus at some point about what he wanted to do next. There was no way he’d force Edward to travel with him.
Once the boy and rablin had left, Roger walked into the room carrying a few plates and silverware. “You were right,” Sara told him as he set the dishes in the sink, “Caleb wants to go with me.”
“So I heard,” the skeleton doctor replied. He sets a hand on Sara’s shoulder. “It’ll be okay, that boy can hold his own. If you end up having to fight, he’ll be a great help.”
“But how am I supposed to sneak a rablin into the mines? Or stay undetected until we find her?” Sara asked.
Roger stroked his invisible beard for a few moments, considering the woman’s question, before giving his response. “He can cast illusions. I think the question becomes: how does he sneak you in? And as for a way to stay undercover, I have an idea. But it depends on-”
The undead creature’s thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell. “Ugh, that’s probably the witch. Can you get her to John’s room? I need to talk to Caleb and Edward.”
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At this point, Roger thought some diplomacy might help lower the number of people they had to fight. “See how your leader abandons you? Join us and you’ll be safe,” the skeleton told the gnome warriors. Some of them were hesitant to do so, but after muttering for a few moments they decided to at least step back from where they had been fighting and let Scer take on the warriors that had been decimating their ranks.
Meanwhile, Rainbow started glowing a bright green color. The process had been unexpected for the rablin, but Mason just smiled. “Go. Finish the spell,” Treling told the little green creature. Rainbow decided to do just that, running over to where Darmae was to begin doing so.
“NO!” Scer exclaimed, shooting a fireball from his mouth at where Rainbow went. But it was too late; the rablin sank inside the tree similar to how the gnome had done so earlier. From the spot where Rainbow went, the green glow started expanding, eliminating Scer’s rot and replacing it with a healthy, natural and restored Great Oak in its place.
“THIS CAN’T BE! AFTER TWENTY YEARS, MY EFFORTS WILL NOT BE WASTED!” the dark being ranted. But anything he did now would indeed be a waste; glowing green roots encircled the shadowy serpent, trapping it in the powerful tendrils despite Scer’s best efforts to break free. The roots even seemed to drain the shadowy snake into them, reducing the powerful beast to a blind old gnome once again. His mighty rings even broke from the power of the spell, disintegrating into a fine black powder. Following this, the roots finished grabbing and surrounding the gnome’s body into a series of natural chains that kept the evil being suspended and trapped in the air, ending his threat to everyone else in the room. Once this happened, a green pulse emanated from the leaves and branches of the Great Oak, soaring across Thorn City brightly like a ripple on a lake for all to see.
“I told you you’d be safe. Now go home, I’m sure that display will attract people less friendly than we are,” Roger told the gnomes. And for the second time in one day, the skeleton had convinced armed gnomes to run off scared; the thought of this gave the doctor reason for a slight chuckle.
Moments after they ran, Rainbow rose from where he had sunk previously; he was a little disoriented, but otherwise fine. At the sight of his rablin friend reemerging, Caleb ran over to him and gave him a hug. “You did it!” Rainbow smiled as the boy embraced him, returning the hug as best he could, considering his size. “Nah, we did it,” he responded. At that moment, all the rablin could think about was the elder John Nieve; wherever he was, Rainbow hoped the Captain was proud of him today.
Roger looked over at John Junior; he really wasn’t in the best of shape, to say the least. He grabbed some bandages from his supplies and started cleaning and treating the wound on his side. Unfortunately, he’d have to wait until he was home to treat whatever the potions were doing; the doctor would have to remember to ask Hazel for a list of what she made and what the ingredients were.
Sara was looking in the same direction out of concern; she was happy Caleb was okay, but she had to wonder if this time Junior had bitten off more than he could chew. For all their differences, the thought of him dying was not something she wanted to happen, so he needed Roger’s help now. “We should get home,” Sara stated simply. If he died to this, she’d never forgive that Hazel woman for making all those potions.
“Not without Byures,” Caleb responded with a shake of his head. Now that it wasn’t a life or death choice to stay, the boy intended on being there for his friend.
“He’ll be alright,” Mason, still weak from his battle, responded, “you have my word that Byures will walk out of here a free man.” He meant it; this alligatorman, despite being an enemy hours earlier, had in fact helped save them all. That debt would be repaid.
“You need rest, Caleb,” Rainbow added, “I’ll stay here with, uh, the red-haired guy to be sure he’s okay, and meet you at Sara’s place later.”
A little reluctantly, Caleb nodded. “Here, take this just in case” he said, giving Rainbow the poisoned dagger. The rablin took it, smiling. “Good job, Caleb. You helped a lot of people today. Get going so John can get some help too.”
“Yeah, will do” the boy replied as he joined Roger, Sara and John Jr. in heading back to the Nieve household.
Meanwhile, Rainbow started glowing a bright green color. The process had been unexpected for the rablin, but Mason just smiled. “Go. Finish the spell,” Treling told the little green creature. Rainbow decided to do just that, running over to where Darmae was to begin doing so.
“NO!” Scer exclaimed, shooting a fireball from his mouth at where Rainbow went. But it was too late; the rablin sank inside the tree similar to how the gnome had done so earlier. From the spot where Rainbow went, the green glow started expanding, eliminating Scer’s rot and replacing it with a healthy, natural and restored Great Oak in its place.
“THIS CAN’T BE! AFTER TWENTY YEARS, MY EFFORTS WILL NOT BE WASTED!” the dark being ranted. But anything he did now would indeed be a waste; glowing green roots encircled the shadowy serpent, trapping it in the powerful tendrils despite Scer’s best efforts to break free. The roots even seemed to drain the shadowy snake into them, reducing the powerful beast to a blind old gnome once again. His mighty rings even broke from the power of the spell, disintegrating into a fine black powder. Following this, the roots finished grabbing and surrounding the gnome’s body into a series of natural chains that kept the evil being suspended and trapped in the air, ending his threat to everyone else in the room. Once this happened, a green pulse emanated from the leaves and branches of the Great Oak, soaring across Thorn City brightly like a ripple on a lake for all to see.
“I told you you’d be safe. Now go home, I’m sure that display will attract people less friendly than we are,” Roger told the gnomes. And for the second time in one day, the skeleton had convinced armed gnomes to run off scared; the thought of this gave the doctor reason for a slight chuckle.
Moments after they ran, Rainbow rose from where he had sunk previously; he was a little disoriented, but otherwise fine. At the sight of his rablin friend reemerging, Caleb ran over to him and gave him a hug. “You did it!” Rainbow smiled as the boy embraced him, returning the hug as best he could, considering his size. “Nah, we did it,” he responded. At that moment, all the rablin could think about was the elder John Nieve; wherever he was, Rainbow hoped the Captain was proud of him today.
Roger looked over at John Junior; he really wasn’t in the best of shape, to say the least. He grabbed some bandages from his supplies and started cleaning and treating the wound on his side. Unfortunately, he’d have to wait until he was home to treat whatever the potions were doing; the doctor would have to remember to ask Hazel for a list of what she made and what the ingredients were.
Sara was looking in the same direction out of concern; she was happy Caleb was okay, but she had to wonder if this time Junior had bitten off more than he could chew. For all their differences, the thought of him dying was not something she wanted to happen, so he needed Roger’s help now. “We should get home,” Sara stated simply. If he died to this, she’d never forgive that Hazel woman for making all those potions.
“Not without Byures,” Caleb responded with a shake of his head. Now that it wasn’t a life or death choice to stay, the boy intended on being there for his friend.
“He’ll be alright,” Mason, still weak from his battle, responded, “you have my word that Byures will walk out of here a free man.” He meant it; this alligatorman, despite being an enemy hours earlier, had in fact helped save them all. That debt would be repaid.
“You need rest, Caleb,” Rainbow added, “I’ll stay here with, uh, the red-haired guy to be sure he’s okay, and meet you at Sara’s place later.”
A little reluctantly, Caleb nodded. “Here, take this just in case” he said, giving Rainbow the poisoned dagger. The rablin took it, smiling. “Good job, Caleb. You helped a lot of people today. Get going so John can get some help too.”
“Yeah, will do” the boy replied as he joined Roger, Sara and John Jr. in heading back to the Nieve household.
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Rainbow’s question was answered a few moments after he asked it, but not by someone he wanted to hear right now. “Darmae shall live. And the rest of you shall die,” came the loud, booming voice from the Great Oak. Suddenly, a giant shadowy snake the size of a small house rose from where Darmae was. The creature had to be Scer’Pi’Kenes, empowered by whatever dark magic he had been using. “You can run, but I will find you!” the elderly gnome declared, slithering out of of the room.
Rainbow had acted quickly, casting a great illusion as soon as he heard Scer begin to speak. The rablin was surprised it had been as effective as it was, but if the group didn’t take advantage of the reprieve his magic provided, it would all be for nothing. “That won’t trick him forever. We should go,” Rainbow said as he moved to grab the dagger Mason had poisoned.
From a distance, Caleb and his friends could hear the old gnome. “What!?!?” he exclaimed, angry at being tricked. By this time, he had met up with his army, who were accompanying him back into the Great Oak. There would be no time to run.
After a momentary facepalm for his negligence, Rainbow went back to Darmae and quickly slit the woman’s throat with the tip of the dagger. Caleb might complain to him about it later, but the rablin knew that this woman was a threat and they needed her out of the picture. Scer and his army would be hard enough to take care of; they didn’t need the extra work. Even as Rainbow watched the old woman succumb to the poison, he made sure there was still enough poison for her gnome conspirator as well.
John, walking towards the entrance to the Thorn City Chambers, heard a weak voice. “S...set me down...by Byures.” It was Mason, seemingly barely conscious. The junior Nieve, surprised that the man even had the energy to be alert, nodded and did so. He was grateful to be free of the burden, and now he could fight without worry. He held his swords and went to the entrance of the Chambers, ready to fight. This would be the best way to prevent their opponents from sneaking up on Byures or Mason.
Rainbow, running over to Caleb, was the next one to hear the Councilman speak. “Rablin, come here,” Mason asked, “I need your power.” The rablin gave Caleb his dagger, then went over to the man, who held Rainbow’s small right hand with his own. Treling then put his left hand on Byure’s green, scaly skin and chanted under his breath; the rablin immediately noticed his own mana start to drain while the alligatorman looked visible relieved.
“You’re saving him?” Rainbow asked. He had been skeptical at first, but apparently the results spoke for themselves. This question earned the Councilman Caleb’s attention, and he had looked in time to see Mason nod with a smile. The rablin wondered to himself how skilled this young man could be, while the young boy wiped a tear from his eye and was simply happy his alligatorman friend would be okay. Knowing this, Caleb followed John to the entrance, with Roger and Sara soon joining him; the latter had her daggers out, ready for combat, while the former was thinking about the situation.
“Caleb, you should stand behind us. That dagger is likely our best shot at taking out that black serpent,” Roger quietly suggested. Caleb nodded, seeing the logic in the doctor’s plan, and stood behind him with his dagger ready. The four waited at the entrance, mentally preparing themselves for combat. But before anyone on either side could strike, they all heard a rumble from the Great Oak, the beginning of a positive effect of Rainbow’s spell...
Rainbow had acted quickly, casting a great illusion as soon as he heard Scer begin to speak. The rablin was surprised it had been as effective as it was, but if the group didn’t take advantage of the reprieve his magic provided, it would all be for nothing. “That won’t trick him forever. We should go,” Rainbow said as he moved to grab the dagger Mason had poisoned.
From a distance, Caleb and his friends could hear the old gnome. “What!?!?” he exclaimed, angry at being tricked. By this time, he had met up with his army, who were accompanying him back into the Great Oak. There would be no time to run.
After a momentary facepalm for his negligence, Rainbow went back to Darmae and quickly slit the woman’s throat with the tip of the dagger. Caleb might complain to him about it later, but the rablin knew that this woman was a threat and they needed her out of the picture. Scer and his army would be hard enough to take care of; they didn’t need the extra work. Even as Rainbow watched the old woman succumb to the poison, he made sure there was still enough poison for her gnome conspirator as well.
John, walking towards the entrance to the Thorn City Chambers, heard a weak voice. “S...set me down...by Byures.” It was Mason, seemingly barely conscious. The junior Nieve, surprised that the man even had the energy to be alert, nodded and did so. He was grateful to be free of the burden, and now he could fight without worry. He held his swords and went to the entrance of the Chambers, ready to fight. This would be the best way to prevent their opponents from sneaking up on Byures or Mason.
Rainbow, running over to Caleb, was the next one to hear the Councilman speak. “Rablin, come here,” Mason asked, “I need your power.” The rablin gave Caleb his dagger, then went over to the man, who held Rainbow’s small right hand with his own. Treling then put his left hand on Byure’s green, scaly skin and chanted under his breath; the rablin immediately noticed his own mana start to drain while the alligatorman looked visible relieved.
“You’re saving him?” Rainbow asked. He had been skeptical at first, but apparently the results spoke for themselves. This question earned the Councilman Caleb’s attention, and he had looked in time to see Mason nod with a smile. The rablin wondered to himself how skilled this young man could be, while the young boy wiped a tear from his eye and was simply happy his alligatorman friend would be okay. Knowing this, Caleb followed John to the entrance, with Roger and Sara soon joining him; the latter had her daggers out, ready for combat, while the former was thinking about the situation.
“Caleb, you should stand behind us. That dagger is likely our best shot at taking out that black serpent,” Roger quietly suggested. Caleb nodded, seeing the logic in the doctor’s plan, and stood behind him with his dagger ready. The four waited at the entrance, mentally preparing themselves for combat. But before anyone on either side could strike, they all heard a rumble from the Great Oak, the beginning of a positive effect of Rainbow’s spell...
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