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Chapter 15: Viva La Varrock
Garth had overheard several White Knights talking about a portion of their forces leaving for Varrock later today. The castle would no doubt be understaffed and many knights would be off duty or preparing for their fellow knights leave. This would be his opportune moment of escape.
Garth had a flat stone in hand. He repeatedly grated the piece of mixed concrete and granite against his cell wall, giving the flat stone a nice razor sharp edge.
He had rammed his small metal cot into the ground repeatedly, eventually chipping away a piece of rock that was large enough.
The stone was only the size of about three or four arrow heads put together, but with its sharp edge it would work well enough for what Garth had planned.
“Only a few more hours,” Garth muttered as he looked out the very small barred window at the top of his cell. The window was built just inches above the ground outside, but the position of the sun gave Garth a decent idea of what time it was.
“Only a few more hours…”

22-Mar-2008 00:00:06

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It was nearing dusk as the White Knights were preparing to leave for Varrock. Nearly two hundred troops and squires had been arranged and were now preparing to leave. The troops were completely silent. They were all a bit nervous about being deployed to Varrock. However, they were mainly afraid of what Commander Lorad would do to them for talking out of term.
Kane was being especially quiet. The White Knights were right where he wanted them as his plan was unfolding.
The calm was broken as several small cubes appeared and arranged themselves in the center of the White Knights, revealing an elf in the center of the cube.
“I… Hate… Teleporting…” Kargill muttered. Kargill was quickly followed by two puffs of purple smoke as Teran and Dart appeared.
Wizard Traiborn had not been able to help Kargill much. No one could help him ease the pain of his loss, and Traiborn could not find the cause of his night terrors.
“Glad you are finally here,” Commander Lorad said. “How has the training been going?”
“The training has been going great. Have you found anything new about the powerful mage that enchanted Garth’s dagger?”
“Yes, but you are not going to like it,” Lorad replied, handing over a stack of papyrus. “This guy is bad news. Necromancy, cursing, black magic; he is an expert in the dark arts. Read through the report, you might find something useful.”
“I will be sure to do that,” Kargill replied.
“Okay men. Saddle up, we are heading to Varrock!"
Kargill mounted his horse and quickly met up with Roven and Griff, glad to be back with his old friends.
“Long time no see,” Griff said. “Are you alright Kargill?”
“Yeah, it is just something does not seem quite right…”

The sounds of the beating horse hooves filled the castle as the White Knights rode out of Falador.
“It is time,” muttered Garth. Finally, after two months, the time of his revenge was drawing near. "I'm coming for you elf."
End of Chapter 15

22-Mar-2008 00:00:51

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Chapter 16: Unleashed
Garth slipped his sharpened flat stone into his waist and walked over to his cell bars, staring down two of the knights that were stationed nearby.
“What do you want you filthy slime?” One of the knights barked.
“I want to make a proposition,” Garth replied.
“What kind of proposition?” The second knight asked curiously.
“I am willing to tell your superiors some important information about the Underground in return for a favor.”
“If you have anything to say you will tell me here and now!” The knight demanded. “And what favor could you possibly want, a softer pillow for your bed?” The knight mocked.
“You will be the first to die for that comment,” Garth muttered.
“What did you just say to me?” The knight yelled.
“Bring me to your superiors and I will give them the information I hold and tell them my demands,” Garth replied. The knight grabbed his comrade’s arm and dragged him close so that only he could hear.
“I don’t trust this guy,” the first knight muttered. “Our mages already scanned his mind. Just leave him here to rot.”
“You know that those scans are unreliable. Our fellow knights just left for Varrock. If he knows something important then it is vital we communicate it with them,” the second knight whispered back. His partner silently agreed and walked off to fetch help for Garth’s transfer.
“Okay scum, we are willing to listen. Back to the interrogation room,” the remaining knight said. “You know the drill.”
Garth slipped his weapon from his waist into a small pouch on the inside of his upper thigh. The pouch had been handmade from Garth’* bed sheets, and was in easy reach for a quick draw.
The knight quickly returned with several men to help in the transfer to the interrogation room. If Garth had believed in God he would have no doubt been praying to him right know. He could only hope that his concealed weapon would not be discovered by the knights.

22-Mar-2008 00:02:18

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One of the knights held a long wooden pipe up to his lips. He puffed out his chest as he took a deep breathe before exhaling into the wooden pipe, firing a poison tipped dart into Garth’* neck.
The next ten minutes seemed to be a complete blur to Garth as the poison took effect. All he could remember was the five knights entering his cell and searching him before cuffing his hands in chains.
“Wake up,* said one of the knights right before his fist connected with the dazed Garth’s stomach. Garth managed to ignore the pain. He could feel his weapon touching his leg, and that was all that mattered. The knights had caught his bluff about revealing information to them. Soon it would be time to act.
The poison was starting to wear off a bit, but was still circulating in his system. He could not see straight and the world around him seemed to slow down.
Pain is temporary, but revenge is permanent. Garth thought to himself as we was lifted off the ground and onto his feet by two knights, one gripping him under each arm and half dragging him out of his cell.
Garth’s hands were clad in chains that hung in front of his body. He had been minorly drugged and was now surrounded by five very well trained knights.
All of the guards were well protected in torso and leg armor. On each side of Garth a knight gripped him tightly under the arm. One knight led the way and walked in front of Garth. The remaining two guards brought up the rear, both with short bows drawn and aimed at his back.
This was going to be difficult.

22-Mar-2008 00:02:57

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Garth reached down and slowly withdrew his sharpened stone as the five White Knights escorted him to the interrogation room. The poison had almost completely worn off. Had the poison been given to anyone else they would still be in dreamland, but Garth’s natural strength and excellent shape made the poison have a minimal effect on his body and mind. It was now or never.
Garth leaned back and allowed the two White Knights to tighten their grip on his arms. Garth sprung his legs off the ground and wrapped his knees around the side of the knight's head that was leading the group. There was a large crack as Garth violently rotated his knees and snapped the knight's neck like a twig.
As the dead body dropped to the ground, Garth plunged his sharpened stone into the collar bone of the knight directly behind him. The knight lost his hold on Garth's arm and the assassin quickly turned around stabbed his sharpened stone upwards into the knight’s jaw.
Garth held the white knight in front of him, using his body as a shield. He pressed his foot against the man’s chest plate. The assassin kicked the knight and sent him catapulting into the two archers.
Garth quickly sidestepped, narrowly avoiding a large battleaxe as a white knight swung at him. He held up his chain bound hands as the knight struck again. The battleaxe soared through the air and smashed Garth’s chains into pieces. The assassin let out a swift kick into the knight’s side and followed up with an upward strike to the nose.

22-Mar-2008 00:03:41

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The assassin ran over to the dead knight he had stabbed and stole his long sword. It was not his weapon of choice, but it would have to do. It felt good to have his hands free and around the hilt of a weapon again.
Before the warrior could regain himself, Garth swung his long sword into the back of the knight's neck, severing deep into his spine.
An arrow whizzed by Garth’s head as an archer fired. With inhuman speed, Garth lunged forward and thrust his sword deep into the archer’s chest.
Garth quickly turned to see the remaining knight notch and fire an arrow. Instinctively, he reached out and grabbed the projectile out of the air.
The assassin looked down at it in disbelief. Without even thinking he had grabbed an arrow right out of the air. Garth could not explain it, but it was clear he was getting stronger.
He snapped the arrow in half and darted towards the last White Knight. The archer tried to draw another arrow only to have the bow kicked from his grasp. He glanced at the bow as it skidded across the ground before facing Garth. To his surprise the assassin was no longer standing in front of him.
The knight felt two cold hands grasp him under the chin and on the temple before his neck was snapped and he fell dead to the ground.
Garth smirked as he realized his stealth skills were about to be put to the ultimate test. He once again had to escape Falador, only now he had the castle and several hundred White Knights in his path.

22-Mar-2008 00:05:28

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Garth could hear the sounds of footsteps and the yelling of White Knights as he shot through the dark corridors of the castle’s dungeon. The word of his escape had traveled quickly. The footsteps and yelling of the White Knights slowly grew louder as he made his way through the seemingly endless dungeon. The White Knights’ Castle was monstrous in size, and in all honesty Garth had no idea where he was running to or from.
The assassin’s ears suddenly picked up a disturbance in the air. He turned his body and dodged two arrows as they flew past him. As he ran in the direction of where the arrows came from he saw two lone archers. Garth slashed through the first archer and grabbed the second by the neck, holding his sword up the man’s throat.
“My gear, where is it?” he asked.
“Please don’t kill me!” the knight pleaded.
“Answer the question! Where the hell are my weapons and my gear?”
“They are in the…they are in the evidence room. It is on the eastern side of the third floor.”
“Thanks for your help,” Garth replied before he cut the knight across the side of the neck and let the blood gush onto the floor.
Garth kept to the shadows and snuck out from the dungeon undetected. The distinct sound of metal clanging echoed through the corridor as he entered the first floor. The assassin put his back against the wall and waited until four large warriors in heavy runite armor rounded the corner.

22-Mar-2008 00:08:52

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The assassin lunged at the four knights, driving his sword through the helm of the lead warrior. Garth quickly withdrew the bloody weapon from the dead knight and drove the blade into the forearm of the second knight as he drew a dragonite scimitar. The knight gasped in pain and lost his handle on the weapon. He quickly struck his sword into the warrior's shoulder. Despite the excellent protection of the runite armor, Garth’s sword easily tore through the chest plate. With overwhelming strength behind it, the sword broke through the warrior's collar bone and cut deep into his chest, cutting the warrior's upper body in half.
Garth dodged a overhead swing of a dragonite spear as one of the two remaining warriors attacked. Before Garth could counter, the second knight attacked with an easily parried strike with his curved sword. The fight continued between the three, Garth easily blocking the warriors' attacks.
Despite the two warriors’ large size, their attacks seemed much weaker than normal. Both were large bruiser types, yet their attacks did not have the power that Garth would have normally expected. Time also seemed to go by less quickly. Garth was able to judge the velocity of the warrior's attacks and block them accordingly, also leaving him with enough time to observe the warrior's position and openings after the block.
What was going on? Garth wondered.

22-Mar-2008 00:10:10

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