Topic: Getting to no u

CKalb DragonShadow

Date: 2006-09-13 20:13 EST
The final demon fell in a shower of hot mud and stink. The stench from these minor demons was powerful enough to make even the hartiest of scavengers loose there lunch. It was lucky for CKalb his was allready gone from the first encounter. He surveyed the area making sure no more remained, even though the simple finding spell he had cast earlier was showing no more, and he put away his sword and started trudging back to the farm house. He had learned in the last few weeks all about these mud demons. Not realy demons at all these were remenents of a curse from a pissed off farmer that long ago that played with to powerful of magics to get even with another farmer. Now these little boogers popped up every now and then and harassed local farmers. Not the most glamerous of jobs getting rid of them but it did make the drow feel better and paid, sometimes.

As he rounded the farm house he spied the farmer and ranch hands waiting for him. All had some form of weapon or tool in had just incase the dark elf failed. As they saw him coming they cheered for a moment then as the stench drifted upon the wind towards the small group they immediatly covered there noses and backed away. CKalb stopped. It would make him no friends today to shake hands or say anything inspirational. The Farmer waved to get his attention. "Thanks mister! Ahh we would like to show our gratitude but we have had a bad year with our crops. If you wouldn't mind my cook baked you a culenberry pie as a way to say thanks."

The drow wasn't about to argue. The mud felt like a cloak of depression on him drawing him down with every squishy step. And the cooks pies were something legendary in these parts. CK waved "Please the pie is more then enough payment. Just remember to keep your critters in cleaner mud next time!" Everyone laughed at the lame joke but it seemed funny at the time. The pie was left on a stump near the house, CKalb picked it up and headed back to Chryrie's place. He turned and said his goodbyes and headed down the road. The thoughts in his head were simple. Chryrie would not let him near her place smelling like this. The town guards allready knew him too well and might not let him into the city for smelling like this. And lastly he needed to get a cleaner job.

He kept walking placing the pie in a special box he had made and stored it in his magic pouch. If he remebered correctly there was a creek near the road a bit and he could jump in and clean himself off, even get most of the mud off his cloths. They would be wet but anything besides this smell right now. So he walked happy in simplicity and happy he had found Rhydin again.

CKalb DragonShadow

Date: 2006-09-21 19:55 EST
From the haunting wind to the quiet lightning the storm raged on out side the window. The small room was lined with book shelves that seemed to almost glow with anticipation as the lightning from outside illuminated them. CKalb sat quietly at the desk in the corner opposite of the simple bed. Chryrie had let him stay here and he had made this room his own. She was slightly miffed when she came in one night and found her spare room completly rearanged and her furniture gone. The patient drow had calmed her and shown her where he had stored it very safly and promised to put it back when he left. She had aggreed and even teased him a bit as she left saying some comment about make yourself comfotable why don't ya. He had chuckled, but that was days ago. Now he sat quietly in the empty house. He had checked to make sure he was alone and with the storm outside was pretty sure Chryrie would not be home tonight at least not untill the rain let up a bit. He wanted to be alone.

Sitting at his desk he held the Dragonspath in his hands. A creation of his from long ago. Something he had never placed but had thrown away. Something he now wondered if he should have left buried among the trees. the large disk sat about 10 inches accross and was studded with several small low value gems. The lines of a dragon seemed to wind there way through it each touching one of the gems. The item was a recorder of sorts. Set to record times, places and pictures. He had perfected it long ago, and had used it on several occasions. But what was on it now seemed to have him hesitate. Thoughts ran through his head like a heard of beasts through a field. All headed one direction but like a mobilized chaotic dream.

He glanced over at his armor placed on its stand near the bed and wall. His great sword hung near. Both items had memories of there own embeded in them but this was something more. With a sigh and a steeling of his heart and mind he spun the disk and in an instant it floated above the desk and light omitted from the gems. He touched the edge as images stood out in 3d reliefe. His touch seemed to move them forward or backward till at a critical moment he stopped. The image was of Him, and female Wild elf roughly looking his age, and 5 Children, ages appearing to be from 18 to new born roughly in human terms. Each child had unique features but all were easily of elven desent and all had a hint of the Drow in him. The youngest two ages 4 and the baby also had a lot of the Female Wild elf in them.

He flipped the image ahead and the picture changed. The 3 oldest children were gone He and the WildElf were there with the 2 youngest roughly 4 and 8 now. The youngest a boy with a slighlty sarcastic look in his eyes whill the 8 year old girl seemed to have the curiosity of youth all about her. The image was paused there for a moment. The dark elfs finger reached towards it more importantly toward the youngest male child and seemed to touch it as if for a moment. He put his head in his hands, the 2 tears that fell were quiet and without fan fare. No sound came from the large drow. He collected his thoughs and resteeled his heart.

For if this seemed to be the end of this flash back, many should know it is only the begining.

CKalb DragonShadow

Date: 2006-09-24 21:43 EST
The drow stood silently staring at the now quiet dragons path disk. He spun the cup of water that rested in his hand as if musing over a problem. His eyes now looked worn but the resolve in them was enough to launch a war fleet to sea. He had just come back from securing the house again. With the rain down his suspisions of Chryrie being out all night were coming true.

With a determined breath he sat back down and started the disk up again. Lights came into view and the picture of the family cam into view. With a simple touch time sped forward. Images and scenes sped by untill with a deep breath the dark elf stopped the disk. He stared at the scene of a elf woman from the last scene laying in a bed and the youngest male child seemingly grown up standing over her. The woman appeared dead to any with even the slightest of senses. And the child was not the same. His features were of the young boy of the previous scene, all grown up, but his eyes, the way he stood, the presents he sent, his very Soul was not of him. This was a man who had lived lifetimes. With a frown deeper then any dispare the Drow touched a gem and the scene came to life, playing that day.

The lights showed the Dark elf entering from a side, his presents seemed to startle the other elf standing over the woman but for only a moment. The drows appearence was gastly. His armor covered in gore he seemed to come right from the battlefield. Some of his armor was sheared away and freash blood still oozed from open wounds that were much once worse. Twin sheaths on his back were well worn but only one contained the long blade that was supposed to be in both. He skidded to one knee and went to the bedside of the female elf. Then as the disk spun sound came from it. The dark elfs words were frantic, scared and troubled, " Vae, Vae oh shadows no not Vae too. Please please please do not take her too." His pleading words fell on deaf ears as the woman did not rise or move. He layed over her holding her in his arms his will going against death and loosing. The other elf standing there said nothing but the lift of the corner of his lip into a almost smirk could not help be noticed.

The Drows eyes moved up and took in the other and with that moment inbetween the breath the other took and the eyeblink he made the large dark elf moved with a speed and an anger that would put fear into the hearts of even the demons of the lower abyss. He had leaped the bed and grabed the other elf with a bloody gauntlet and slmaed him against the back wall. The force of the blow shook the room and even the image wavered as if the disk had been disturbed. Power ebbed from CKalb as he held the elf against the wall, his voice boomed of acusition and regret. "You killed her, you son of a harpy you killed her after she saved you! Your betrayel will end here tonight in your blood Evander." The other elf never lost his smirk. "Oh dear dear CKalb, I did not kill your precious Vaelishe, you did. You know you did too. She died years ago. You let me live then and you'll let me live now." His words were self important and all important. but carried every bit of the truth with them, and he continued. "You know Mara is in my place now, and just as you have helped me before you will help me again. You love your family too much."

CKalb's power wavered. The words slaming him like a mace in battle, with a last bit of resolution he fliped the elf accross the room letting him crash against a dresser. His eyes were worn and quiet as he turned back to Vaelishe laying in bed. "Your right Evander." He brought up the womans hands and touched it too his chapped lips. His eyes closed as he held it there for a moment. "Your right Evandar I will help you, but you will know that I will remove you from existance. Your blood will flow and you will die by my hand. You owe me 2 lives now and I will come calling."

The other elf stood dusting himself off. His traveling cloths straightened he laughed. Ah dear dear DragonMaster. What empty threat next' Send you brother after me? Or will you face the facts that I am not the king on a chess board but the hand moving them. You are pathetic but for that fact I give you 5 days to morn if that is what you intend to do. Then you better be by my side. If your not well then you know the consequences." the laughter was soul stealing as Evander left the room.

The immage of CKalb crying silently with his head resting on Vealishes lifeless shoulder holding her hand went still as the dragon path froze the image. The drow leaned back into his chair a moment and took a deep breath. He produced a small pouch and pulled a vial from it. The substance in it was unknown, almost amber in color it chured as if shaken even though the vial did not move. The words the came from CKalb were quiet only ment to be heard by one person who could no longer hear. "I give back my debt to you my wife and with the relase of this soul I release all that I have given and all that I have taken. I love you Vae may the angles still be with you as this soul was intended." With that he released the stopper on the vial and the amber substance released out evaporated into nothing.

The tear on the drows cheek spoke volumes of what his heart has just been through. But his eyes spoke of the journey and the ages he had covered. It was time to move on.