Date:
2001-07-31 <<Day
11: Pre-dawn>>
As
they stormed the house, D'Altar saw everyone spread out dowstairs. Electing
to take upstairs, he moved swiftly and quietly to the top. Everything
seemed quiet. There was a corridor of rooms - 4 in all - and he reached the first one listening intently. By this time a
great commotion started downstairs and almost at once all four doors opened,
each framing a man struggling to put on his pants. D'Altar suppressed a
snicker as he looked in to the first room. A rather attractive blond,
naked save a sheet covering the waist down stared out at him. She was scared,
yet... she seemed almost glad to see him. What was going on here? He
cast a derisory eye over the four men as one of them barked "Who
the hell are you?" "I
am D'Altar, rider of Brazen, and I have come to take back what you have stolen." The
girl became even more attentive and eyed him almost desperately. "Well
*D'Altar*, you won't leave here alive. Get him lads."
Surrounded by 3 men while the 'talker' stood by to gloat. D'Altar prepared
himself for battle. Before they had time to signal or rush him, Dee punched
the biggest one hard and a splatter of blood marked to spot where his nose
met the floor. Blocking a hard turning kick, D'Altar mercilessly snapped
the leg at the knee before rolling away from a sucker punch. Wight a hard
axe kick keeping the 'bleeder' on the ground, a flurry of arms and legs
began which culminated in Dee kicking a rather surprised young man where it
really hurt before slamming him into unconsciousness.
The 'talker's' smile did not fade.
"I have something for you," he leered.
With a 'sssssssssssssssh-ing', a sword was drawn and D'Altar was on his
knees to give himself extra time to draw his own weapon and block.
"If you do not want to die," D'Altar said, "drop your weapon now."
The man pressed harder and the blades moved to within an inch of Dee's
face. He exerted a violent pressure using his arms and legs together and
threw the man off. He then did something he had never done before in his
life - he began showing off with his sword.
The 'talker' was agog as he stared, transfixed, at the stunning blade the
likes of which he had never seen before. As Dee swirled and swished, he
inched ever closer to the man until the latter suddenly felt the tip of a
sword at his throat.
"Drop it."
As the metal jangled on the floor, D'Altar's heavy fist smacked the man
hard and he joined his blade.
"You may come out now ladies," he said gently.
4 girls between 17 and 19 came out rather scantily and scruffily clad. They
shared a commonality which made him suppose they were of the same ilk. He
was very shocked however when they began to fawn all over him.
"Oh Master," the first girl enthused, "you have come. We knew you would!"
"I am no one's master..." he began.
"We are the mystic 4. We have foreseen your coming and we are now yours."
Not knowing how to respond, D'Altar simply told them they would come to
Daere with him.
"On your winged beast?" another girl gasped.
"Not on mine. Others will take you there and I will return soon."
After seeing downstairs was under control, he summoned riders to bare the
girls away.
"We will await you Master!" the first girl shouted.
"Oh geez," D'Altar muttered, "what am I going to tell Leigh?"
- Early afternoon -
D'Altar had not yet sought out his new entourage. He waited until Lord
Gossimor had left Leigh's office. He had already heard the news that they
had captured the wrong girl.
He made his way to Leigh to find her and Ja'ks alone.
"Ah Dee, come in. This is such a mess! We bring a girl back and she's not
even his daughter! Apparently, we also have four *other* girls who keep
saying they will speak to no one until their *master* comes to them...."
"Erm, yes... that is what I wish to speak to you of."
"You know something about this?" Leigh's eyes narrowed and Ja'ks began to
smile.
D'Altar recalled in detail what the girls had said after his fight.
"And you've never seen them before?"
"No my love, never."
"Perhaps they simply feel indebted to you," Ja'ks suggested.
"It seemed like more than that. They said they had foreseen I was going to
rescue them."
"Well let's see these women," Jayleigh said and they left for the barracks.
Upon arrival, the girls immediately buzzed around D'Altar, offering him a
seat, some wine, some food...
"Ladies please sit down," Leigh said. "I am the Warrenlady here and I need
to ask you some questions."
They looked to D'Altar and he inclined his head. They sat quietly.
"I need you to tell me where you are from and how you came to be there."
The girls told them of a far off land where they were born and of their
kidnap while there community were on a spiritual journey.
"But all of this simply brought us to our Master," the first girl said, her
eyes fixing on D'Altar.
Seeing the reaction in Jayleigh's face, the girl said
"You and the Master are... together?"
"That is really none of your business..."
"Forgive me Mistress! I had no idea..."
"*PLEASE* don't call me 'Mistress'."
Leigh turned to D'Altar and looked at him closely. He seemed uncomfortable
with the whole thing. Ja'ks was grinning like crazy.
"We will house you here for the time being until we have a chance to look
into this further." Turning to the two men, she said "let's go."
As they left, Ja'ks said,
"So Dee... 4 very pretty young ladies who seem willing to bow to your every
command. Why didn't *I* take the upstairs!!"
TAG: Barb - what is Leigh going to do with this one!! [eg]
Day 12: after midnight
D'Altar accompanied Leigh to the meeting in her office regarding the
strange riders.
- insert meeting here -
D'Altar sat with Ja'ks as he chatted with these strangers. They seemed
fair and it was hard to believe that a dragon would join with anyone who
was not. D'Altar then remembered Leigh's first mate... dragons were not
always too choosy.
- - - 8 - - [Troubles in the Dark of Night] - - - 8 - -
"Well if your riders and their dragons are ready," Ja'ks said, holding out
his hand to Allora. "We'll just mount up and my Sprarroe will give your
dragons a picture of where we're going."
- - - 8 - - [Troubles in the Dark of Night] - - - 8 - -
After leaving Ja'ks, the Osran guest settled, D'Altar was just eating when
he heard the BCS were required... Pandora had been kidnapped!!
- insert search and 'rescue' here -
- Early evening -
D'Altar was in their apartment. He had gone to see the girls in the
afternoon while Leigh went to deal with Pandora and Almantha. They had
wanted to follow him back home, to "serve" him but luckily he was able to
tell them there was no way for them to reach the cliffside apartment.
He was cooking a meal for himself and Jayleigh. Jadain was out for the
evening and Ravenna was asleep in her cot. Finally Jayleigh arrived back.
"I've just seen your new fan club," she said looking none too happy. "If
they call me 'Mistress' one more time, I'll..."
Tag Barb!
NRPG:
Hey guys!! Long time no post from me... :-D
I hope this makes up for it as I stir up a little trouble. These girls are
each 6ft tall, blond and rather curvaceous (i.e. probably Leigh's worst
nightmare!! LOL). They are all devoted to their new Master who is severely
embarrased by the whole thing and has no idea what to do.
The subject is a reference to the TV show "I Dream of Jeannie" for reasons
which are obvious if you've seen it... :-D
It's good to be back in Daere with you all.
{{Hugs}}
Peter.
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