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Brian Lion

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A short excerpt from the Tales of Kalen the Bard-

The Adventures of Sir Vrael the Brave.

As he strapped on his armor, and sharpened the mighty sword he had become so familiar with, he frowned into his reflection in the blade. As he studied his scarred features, he reminisced on all that had come to pass...
"Are ye ready, Vrael?" asked his companion, standing just inside the doorway.
With a wolfish grin, Vrael turned and addressed his comrade, Fallion. "Have you ever caught me in a moment where I wasn't matey?" Heading for the door, he suddenly turned, and reached down for his battered shield, which had been left propped against the door frame after his weary return from the previous night's foray. Satisfied he had everything he would need, he set off in Fallion's wake.
"Six hours searching this stinkin' dungeon and nary a sight of our prey. I don't like it mate, not one bit." Fallion bemoaned after yet another cave search proved fruitless.
"They are here, friend, have faith in that. They will have sensed our presence by now, and if not then it won't be long before they-" Vrael began.
Suddenly a huge spectre catapaulted out of the darkness, launching itself at Vrael just as he brought up his shield to deflect it's furious attack.
Shhhhlinggg! The bright steel of his sword rang as he pulled it from his scabbard with practised ease.
"Revenants Fallion!" The hero shouted to his partner-in-arms.
"Do ya think I'm blind matey?" Fallion joked, as he quickly retrieved his two-handed maul from his backstraps and assumed a defensive stance, back to back with his friend. "Deal with that big boyo and I'll watch yer southside."
The foul beings began swooping in out of the darkness, surrounding the warriors.
Cling! Whoosh! Clang! Vrael and Fallion's parries and strikes rang throughout the dimly lit cavern. The Revenants attacked with inhuman strength and swiftness, relentlessly battering at the adventurers who would dare seek them out.

23-Aug-2011 21:03:15

Brian Lion

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Deflecting yet another slash of the Revenant's massive claws, then quickly ducking behind his shield to avoid a magic burst fired from the shadows, Vrael assessed their situation. He was currently locked in combat with the massive revenant who had first attacked, while smaller Revenants lined the walls of the cave, firing Ranged and Magical attacks whenever a clear shot presented itself. A brief glance behind him confirmed his guess that Fallion was in a similar predicament, holding his own against what looked like the ghosts of two large werewolves.
Thinking quickly, Vrael ducked under an overhand strike thrown by his assailant, stepped up under its guard and expertly stabbed his sword between its ghostly ribs. As the beast crumpled to the floor, he realized it had been an Orc, viciously strong and inherently cruel. Leaping away from the fading wisps of his kill, he quickly put up his shield and charged the line of Hobgoblins lining the walls.
After a few more minutes of battle, the cave again became quiet. Vrael looked up from the ghostly corpse of the last Revenant and assessed the scene. Fallion was striding towards him, blood running down his left arm from various cuts he had obtained during the fight.
"I told you to practice protecting your left side more, you are all right. It will get you killed one day." Vrael remarked, as his muscular comrade strolled over and sat beside him.
"Ah posh to that mate, I'm fine by all accounts. Ye know, I was just thinkin'. Isn't the point of the battle to keep yer weapon bloodied and yer body dry? Whys it that my blade is clean, but me life juices gush onto the floor? Seems a bit harsh."
Vrael began to chuckle. "Revenants dont bleed, Fallion. Only people who can't protect their left do."
But as he said it, he thought to himself, 'Not true. Innocent wives and children bleed as well at the hands of these soulless ********.'
And as he thought that, he was again consumed by the agony of his loss, at the hands of the Revenants.

23-Aug-2011 21:03:27 - Last edited on 23-Aug-2011 21:33:19 by Brian Lion

Cool Winter

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I love the ending. You know, it's easy to get caught up in the community. The fact that there are trolls and juvenile acts of insanity here and there. But we should also realise how talented people are, like you.
A nicely, creative piece that I had the honour of reading. Keep up this great work!

18-Sep-2011 00:27:53

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