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Crystal Smee

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Ok...I'm going to Canada for a long time, leaving today. I'll try to post like three chapters today to keep you all busy...I'll be back a week from Sunday.

Sorry guys.

Although I may get wireless (Yay for laptops!!) but it's unlikely, and I kinda hope we don't so I can work on all my other projects..

29-Jun-2006 14:24:57

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~*~ Chapter 6 ~*~


Bydor gulped, seeing his skin sew itself back together. "You..." he paused, swallowing again. Sweat beaded on his forehead from the pain ran in rivulets down his temples. "You healed me. How?"

Logaen grinned crookedly. "Saradomin's favor shines upon us. Come, if you can. We need to get going, before Zamorak finds out we are still alive. He thinks we're dead, which is good."

Bydor grunted, shoving the now-cool remains of his armor off him and rolling over onto his stomach. There, he scrambled nimbly to his feet with agility surprising for such a bulky man. He wavered for a moment, overtaken by dizziness, and then he was steady.

"If you will have me, I will join with you to find and resurrect Saradomin," he offered, bowing. Saine smiled warmly.

"Of course. Now, where do we begin?" He stroked his chin in thought.

"Didn't they find Zamorak's tomb in Entrana?" Bydor questioned, an idea forming.

Logaen grinned. "Oh, I see what you're getting at. Yes, they did. It was so that Zamorak could forever watch over the holiest land of Saradomin. Would it not make sense that Saradomin would be in Zamorak's holiest lands?"

"The Wilderness..." Bydor breathed, nodding.

"But it's so big!" Saine protested. "He could be anywhere!"

"Not quite," Bydor countered. "Remember, Zamorak was buried in the one place in Entrana that wasn't all...Orderly. It was near the demons, and such."

"And it would be the same in the wilderness, the one place not overly filled with Chaos," Logaen burst out.

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"Exactly," Saine agreed. "But where's that?"

"There's a Saradomin altar, right before you hit the ice patches," Bydor suggested. "I've been there before, while scouting in the Wilderness. It makes perfect sense."

Logaen scratched his chin. "That or the Lava Maze," he added. "We could check both. If one isn't it, it’s probably the other."

Bydor nodded emphatically. "But how do we know if it works?"

"I think Theios had to say some special words...But none of us are mages," Saine frowned.

"We'll see when we get there. We need to hurry," Logaen decided. "Is there any food here?" He glanced at Bydor, who wiped his forehead.

"Most of it is probably gone due to the attack. I'll check." He strode down the corridor, peeking into smaller cavern-rooms. Finally, he let out a yelp of joy.

"Here we go!" he said happily, relieved they wouldn't have to find some in the cities. He doled out packs of travel bread, cheese, and water canteens.

"Good. Are there any runes? We could get to Varrock quickly," Logaen suggested.

"It's probably best to avoid the cities," Bydor objected. "It's not far, we can walk." Logaen nodded.

"Let's go then. We don't have much time."

Bydor let the way as the trio trotted out of caverns. As they clambered up the ladder, Bydor poked his head out cautiously to see if the hideout was guarded. Luckily, thanks to a pride in ability and arrogance that all had died, no Zamorakians were to be seen. At the top, he paused. Then he unclasped his charred white cloak and let it fall back into the hideout.

The glaring streams of sunlight, beaming down upon the bare peninsula temporarily blinded all three. Having spent so long in the dark caverns, exposure to light made it brighter than normal.

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"So...we just walk?" Saine asked, squinting.

"I guess," Logaen replied with a shrug. “Bydor, you know the way?”

“I can find the Wilderness,” he affirmed. They set off north, trekking through the high grass towards Port Sarim. As the low huts and bustling piers came into view, Bydor halted them.

"Wait, this town is run by Zamorakians," he began quietly.

"Every town is..." Saine rolled his eyes.

"And they might have been told to watch for us..." Bydor continued. "Like I said before, we need to go around."

"There are guards on the roads, though," Logaen protested. "I think we're safer going through, if we move quickly and don't really show our faces or talk to anyone."

Saine nodded mutely and trotted ahead. As he entered the town, he slowed and bowed his head, Bydor behind him and Logaen beside him.

"Quick," Logaen hissed at him. He hastened along, weaving expertly through the crowds. Suddenly, he chanced a look up, and saw a pack of Zamorakian soldiers just up ahead.

Saine eyed the guards and nudged his brother. Logaen glanced at him.

"Look, the guards," he whispered. Logaen's eyes widened.

"Can we get around them?" he asked softly. "If we go into a shop or something, look natural. My head does stand out, and they might have been told to look for two boys just like us."

Bydor, sensing the unease of the pair in front of him, quickened his pace until he was even with hem. "What's wrong?" Saine gestured toward the milling Zamorakians.

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"Logaen thinks we can act by them, if we just pretend to be citizens. He thinks they will have been told to watch for us," he explained. Bydor grinned. Having been a spy for the White Knights occasionally, he had some experience in acting.

"Follow me," he reassured them. Blade riding comfortably at his side, he shambled lazily towards the nearest shop, which happened to be a weapons shop. Logaen and Saine sauntered in behind him, an unseen bell announcing their presence. An aging man appeared behind the counter, bobbing a bow. His shiny balding pate gleamed in the sunlight that danced through the smudged windows.

"Can I help yers, good sers?" he asked in a high-pitched, reedy tone.

"I'm looking for a new whetstone, I misplaced the one I had," Bydor invented. The man nodded and came out from behind the counter. He padded toward a low cabinet, drawing a jingling ring of keys from his trouser pocket as he did.

As the shopkeeper unlocked the cabinet, Saine tugged Bydor's sleeve.

"Papa, can I buy a beltknife or something?" he whined imploringly.

Logaen piped up, "Me too?" Bydor chuckled, playing the father.

"And can you show us some blades for the lads?" he added to the shopkeep.

"Of course," the man mumbled. He straightened, producing a whetstone.

"You know, it don't be safe ter be carrying a blade 'round these parts," he added, tossing the whetstone to Bydor and moving towards another cabinet.

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"It is if you're a guard," Bydor said softly. The man tensed visibly.

"Ah, of course, sers, my apologies. I understand now. I did no think you were… ser, for you clothes, they be..." The man turned around, bowing furiously.

"Just get the blades," hissed Bydor, though inside a pit in his stomach told him he could have found a better way.

The elderly fellow rose with two long, gleaming daggers. "For you sers, free," he murmured, handing them to Logaen and Saine.

The boys took them and slid them into their belts. Bydor led them out of the shop and back into the streets, bending to reach Logaen's ear.

"Forgot to do something about my sword. We could be in trouble now; we'll have to pose as Zamorakians. You'll be...prisoners of mine. Hand over the knives." he whispered. Logaen and Saine ruefully gave Bydor their knives. Then he placed a hand on each's shoulder and guided them through the streets.

"Stop," a voice said behind them.


~*~ End of Chapter ~*~

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