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Dec

2005

A Mad Hatter

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“Which under normal circumstances would be more than enough for us to simply make you disappear,” Jethro snidely remarked.

“But yet, the destruction of the two artifacts was enough for my friend to regain his true form,” V said. “After that, it was YOUR side that tried arresting me after they sensed I wasn’t human.”

“And I can’t blame them,” Jethro said. “Quite frankly, what else did you expect? Human knights defending their home from a vampyric invasion finding a straggling undead after said invaders pull out due to a rampaging castle that got hijacked by an elemental spirit…that situation alone is more than enough for even the most stalwart minds to withstand and still function reasonably.”

“But yet, it happened anyway,” V retorted. “Now, I’ve done as you asked of me. After Erevin’s soldier pulled me high enough to do what I said I would, I haven’t seen him after the fact. So I ask that you take your report to whoever it needs to go to, and let them know that I still have in my possession papers that your bosses need to see right away.”

Jethro’s eyes narrowed. “As far as I’m concerned, you can rot in all the hells of the world,” he said spitefully. “Destroying holy artifacts as you did is a serious crime. And you’ve caused quite a ruckus with your appearance alone. If my bosses wish to see you, they’ll send someone to fetch you. But in the meantime, this meeting is over!”

With that, the Interrogator gathered his things and stormed out of the room. Once V knew the Temple Knight was gone, he called out to Old Ghost quietly.

“I was there, you know,” the revenant said as it materialized. “Why did you lie about not seeing your old friend after freeing Sir Grim?”

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02-Oct-2013 02:59:10

Dec

2005

A Mad Hatter

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“The last thing I need is a conspiracy charge against me as well,” V replied. The red cloaked man searched through the folds of his cloak and pulled out a crumpled piece of parchment, and unrolled it. Written on it was a simple message that was short and to the point.

“ Send someone to meet me at Daemonheim ,” it said. “ Either you or Grim. There’s a lot we need to discuss. * Listed under the note was a short set of directions, which V committed to memory before destroying it with a simple necromantic spell of rotting.

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Caden finally managed to rouse himself from a restless ‘sleep’ when he felt something tugging at the fraying threads which passed for ‘clothes* that the ever so friendly Temple Knights had given him and his cellmates after they were picked up by Falador’s elite defenders following the battle at the castle. He still wasn’t entirely certain just how he and his friend had come to be accused of….whatever it is the knights thought they were doing wrong. Truth be told, everything had happened so fast and barely gave him enough time to do anything before someone clobbered him over the head with a blunt object, and he was pretty certain Aiden did*’t fare much better after he had blacked out either.

“Wake up, guv,” he heard a faint voice squeak. “Them white shells be comin’ for ya.”

Caden blinked his eyes clear, and saw a faint shape in the musky darkness of the small jail cell that resembled an imp. He was about to mutter a curse under his breath before realizing that maybe it was still the same damn thing that was only in his head. More than once he had caught a glimpse of imps in the background doing random things (some which he did*’t want to recall in the slightest) during the battle at Falador, but he thought nothing much of it until lately.

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02-Oct-2013 03:00:14

Dec

2005

A Mad Hatter

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While he had simply assumed that the little demons were simply an annoying part of the invading army’s vanguard or magic using squads during the ordeal, he had soon come to realize that they weren’t. In fact, more than once passing guards and a scraggly old man placed next door to his cell who had only identified himself as ‘Beans’ had admitted that they saw nothing despite his protests that the tiny demons were right in front of him at the time.

“It’s gotta be that Dwarf Weed kicking in,” Caden muttered to himself as he stood up. “Pikkupstix said that they were hallucinogenic. That has to be the case.”

“Aye,” the darkened imp squeaked. “But I’m tellin’ ya the truth either ways. White shells be sayin’ somethin’ about interrogatin’ yas.”

“Go figure,” Caden replied. “I wouldn’t expect much else at this point.”

“If ya want, I can take care o’ ‘em,” the imp said.

“Don’t bother. I know that won’t work,* Caden said, straining to hear if the imp was telling the truth or not. Faint echoes of footsteps did sound in the distance, but between a cell whose only source of light was a dwindling torch in the corner of the outer hallway, and the vast space that comprised the jail proper, he had a hard time telling if anything was actually coming his way or not.

And he couldn’t exactly find out himself, either. Guards came around routinely, but so far most attempts to communicate with them ended in a swift rebuttal that was less than knightly, or outright silence. It also did*’t help that his view from the cell was limited to what he could see from the tiny window set in a sturdy oak door which was reinforced with mithril and adamantine parts that crowded the view as well.

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02-Oct-2013 03:01:44 - Last edited on 02-Oct-2013 03:01:58 by A Mad Hatter

Dec

2005

A Mad Hatter

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Caden made his way over to that window, and tried looking around. All he saw was the same old empty hallway of jail cells much like his which housed many more prisoners of the Temple Knights. Most of them were pretty quiet at this point, which struck him as odd considering they were usually a talkative bunch whose favorite past time was to have shouting matches with each other or take turns cursing the knightly order for their current predicament.

But then, he heard the sounds of metal footsteps scraping against stone growing louder. Humanoid shadows prowled the cellblock, and soon the white clad knights who owned the silhouettes appeared in his field of view. The knights walked with a purpose in their stride, but yet something seemed off. The two knights were new to Caden.

One was a man with red hair and a matching beard braided in what looked to be traditional Fremmenik warrior knots who wore armor which was much more ornate and detailed than the guards he was used to seeing. Another of the knights was a man simply clad in white armor similar to the ones the White Knights usually wore, but his facial features were covered with what appeared to be something resembling living shadow. He seemed familiar to Caden somehow, but yet he did*’t recognize the strange man or the race he belonged to.

The pair came to a stop right outside of his cell, and met his gaze. They did*’t seem surprised to see him staring back, and that did little to put him at ease. The red-haired man spoke first.

*I take it this is the other ‘sword brother’ you spoke of?” he asked the strange shadow-man.

“It is,” the strange man replied, his gaze never leaving Caden’s. “I’d recognize that dopey face anywhere, regardless of the rags it was dressed in.”

The red-haired knight nodded in acknowledgement. To Caden, he said, “Stand back, you. We’ll open the door, but you must come with us. Hound here will watch the flank to make sure you don’t try anything stupid.”

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02-Oct-2013 03:02:24

Dec

2005

A Mad Hatter

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“Fine, but can I at least ask what’s going on?” Caden asked as he stepped back and the door creaked open.

“We have this situation on our hands,” Hound said as Caden began to fall into pace behind the red-haired knight. “The Temple Knights that arrested you and your friend after that giant golem fell had acted under the suspicion that you were somehow aiding the Baron’s forces. And given the circumstances, I can’t blame them for jumping into the fray blindly as they did.”

“At least it’s good to know not everyone in the knighthood has their head stuck somewhere up that shiny plated ass of theirs,” Caden replied sarcastically.

“Which we all don’t,” the red-haired knight said. “Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Sir Augustus del E’clain. I’m a Grand Inquisitor of the Temple Knights, and it’s my job to sort through matters such as these.”

“Don’t you guys have Interrogators for this sort of thing?” Caden asked.

“We do, but this isn’t a normal interrogation,” Augustus said. The group at last reached a set of barred double doors which were guarded by what appeared to be empty suits of steel armor. But, as soon as Augustus opened them, the armor suits turned and saluted, which Augustus returned. The Inquisitor motioned for Caden and Hound to enter the room, which they did.

Caden wasn’t prepared for what he saw next. The room itself seemed normal for a jail interrogation room. Maybe the furniture was a tad nicer than usual, but it was still the same old wooden table and benches, the same old tools of torture hanging around the walls, and the same old dying torches that just seemed to never go out despite their obvious age.

It was the people in it that gave him the first hint of hope he had in what seemed like days.

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02-Oct-2013 03:02:53

Dec

2005

A Mad Hatter

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“Caden!” Azura squealed as she launched herself at him in what amounted to a hug from her. Most people would’ve described the sensation as being crushed by a tiny desert vice from hell, but he was used to her strength at this point despite the mage’s lithe build. Caden only grinned as he returned the hug, and his heart leapt as he saw Aiden smiling back at him from the corner seat at the table.

“It’s good to see you too, Azura,” Caden said as he pushed her off gently. He noticed that while he and Aiden shared similar tattered rags that were handed to (or found by) prisoners, Azura still wore the blue robes that she was wearing when he last saw her. He did*’t get the chance to ask what was going on before Augustus interrupted their short-lived reunion.

“Ah, good, that answers some of my questions immediately,” the Inquisitor said as the doors closed behind him. He wandered over to the table and motioned for Azura, Caden, and Hound to take a seat, which only he and Azura did. Hound only held up his hand and mentioned that he would stand for the duration of the proceedings.

“Now that we can talk freely, allow me to start by saying the obvious,” Augustus said. “Azura here…she wasn’t taken prisoner because she was with an elite unit of the Temple Knights known as the Nightblades when they returned from the field of battle. And given the glowing accounts of her role in the fight, my superiors did*’t intend to imprison her so much as just keep her here until we can determine if she would have a place in our organization.”

“I won’t do it,” Azura said. “I came to Falador following my friends here, not to sign up for a knightly order. We did*’t even intend to stay for an entire day.”

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02-Oct-2013 03:03:59

Dec

2005

A Mad Hatter

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“And I don’t see what that has to do with us,” Aiden admitted. “We can’t force her to do anything. Hell, if anything she’s the one who could probably take control of our mind and make us do what she wants.”

“Actually,” Hound said. “You two are here because she was asking about you. If anything, she just saved your sorry asses from execution for working for the enemy if you were to be taken to trial over whatever ‘crimes’ the White Knight’s court would hold in the coming months.”

“But we did*’t do anything!” Caden protested.

“I know,” Hound replied. “But the White Knights don’t know that, and the way they’re seeing it, you two were in the royal vaults with the Baron fighting him to give everyone involved an alibi.”

“Ok, let’s say that’s true,” Caden said. “How do the Temple Knights see it? I know you guys work separately from the White Knights, so I find it hard to believe that you agree with them if we’re here.”

“I cannot speak for the entire knighthood,” Augustus said. “But right now, most of the people that matter think highly of the Nightblades. And if they spoke highly of Azura here, and she’s saying you’re her friends, that gives you a chance at credibility that you wouldn’t get in a court of law.”

“So, we’re criminals because some White or Temple Knight jumped at their instincts or orders, but we’re also credible criminals because our friend did something good enough to catch their attention,” Aiden said. “Is that right, or am I missing something?”

“That’s about right,” Hound said.

“But there’s a catch,” Augustus added.

*I don’t like the sound of this,” Caden said. “This is an interrogation, so what’s the catch? We give you a story you want, and we get a lesser penalty if we get….whatever court thing it is Falador does with you guys involved?”

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02-Oct-2013 03:04:28

Dec

2005

A Mad Hatter

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“Actually, that’s not too big of a stretch,” Hound said. “You see, I’m a Nightblade myself, if only an honorary member of the group. So my word holds as much weight with the Temple Knights as any of my comrades’ does, and I know you two agreed to help me.”

“Which we did,” Aiden said.

“But I cannot give my word if I don’t know what happened,” Hound said. “And from what I hear, one of you might have been taking some things from a bank few comrades of mine were operating in. So forgive me if that seems suspicious to me, considering I couldn’t keep an eye on what you two were doing at the time.”

“Wait, you mean that dwarf and girl were Nightblades too?” Caden asked. “I thought they were just Temple Knights or something when we met. And that happened before I found you with Aiden over by the moat anyway. Nothing wrong went down, I just went to the bank to get a ring I was holding onto for a friend of mine before they came along.”

Augustus grunted. “You people seem like a good lot, truly. But, we need an accurate account of what really happened so we can cross reference it with other reports of the fight. And truth be told, I’m willing to bet you guys might give me the most accurate one so far. I’ve worked with lying sacks of crap long enough to know trouble when I see it, and I’m just not seeing it in any of you here today.”

“Alright,” Caden and Aiden said in unison. Aiden said, “I just have to warn you though. It’s not very long, nor interesting.”
“And we want to hear Azura’s side of things when we’re done,” Caden added.

A friendly smile crept through Augustus’ braided beard. “Deal.”

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02-Oct-2013 03:05:01

Dec

2005

A Mad Hatter

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~Then~

“Just what the hell did you say to tick the damn thing off?!” Caden screamed at his brother as he ducked beneath a mighty blow of the Ogre’s massive blade. The weapon, seemingly nondescript and poorly made from any angle of view, did*’t show any signs of wear as it smashed into a nearby wall and sent small amounts of dust and rubble into the air.

The Ogre growled in anger as it wrenched its weapon free, causing the wall to collapse somehow. Or at least, Caden thought the creature caused it. Not too long after the brutish warrior went into a fit of rage and began attacking the duo, it seemed as if Falador Castle itself had decided to come crashing down around them for no reason whatsoever, which also happened to make the simple act of trying to defend themselves much more harder than it should have been.

“All I said was Hound could do his own job!” Aiden replied as he darted towards the Ogre to deliver a quick blow to the brute’* exposed midsection. The Ogre seemed to sense the move before Aiden could get close enough, and spun around to knock the man to the ground with the side of his weapon. The Ogre then hefted the blade over his head and brought it to the ground with a battle cry to Bandos on his tusked lips.

Aiden barely managed to squirm out of the way before the attack hit home. The blade crashed into the stone floor with a dull thud, causing the ground to split apart and send some of the brickwork tumbling to the ground floor of the castle. The destruction spread to where both Aiden and the Ogre warlord were standing, and the two of them scrambled to get out of the way before they both ended up with a one way ticket to the lower level.

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02-Oct-2013 03:05:36

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2005

A Mad Hatter

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None of them were successful. Aiden and Caden screamed in unison as the floor gave way, and the Ogre could only bellow out a simple “uh oh” before they were all sent falling to the ground floor. Aiden landed on his side and felt a sharp pain stab through his chest as he landed on a pile of bricks, and Caden felt his breath leave him as he fell onto a table, which broke under his heavy fall.

As for the Ogre, the creature simply rolled into an expertly practiced crouch upon landing, all while keeping hold of its weapon in the meantime. The Ogre looked around warily before setting its sights on the two prone men, and a malicious grin crossed its piggish face.

For his part, Caden at least managed to get up long enough to see the only real ‘wall’ in the room rip itself apart and fly out into what was obviously the courtyard – or rather, what was left of it - and start rotating in a clockwise circle in midair alongside dirt, random cobblestone, and what he assumed were the corpses of the dead from both sides of the siege. The significance of the odd scene was lost on him as soon as he heard the Ogre make an inhuman noise that could only be described as a screech.

Caden turned around, and barely had time to react before the creature’s massive blade bit deep into his left arm. Though his armor managed to absorb the worst of the blow, it was still enough to send jolts of pain coursing through the appendage as the force of the blow sent him sprawling to the ground once more. He put his hand on his arm to gauge the damage, and found that it was bleeding lightly despite a horrid cut that barely showed from underneath his damaged armor.

“Well, there goes my sword arm,” he muttered to himself. The Ogre must have smelled his blood, for the hulking savage stepped over the prone warrior and looked at him with a savage bloodlust in its eyes.

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