CHAIN FAN FICTION-Rebeard (Continued)---JOIN IN!

[EmperorJeramyu]

IS:

Zent smiled, rubbing his hands together enthusiasticly. The dinner would be well attended.

Markus entered, as agitated as usual.

There was a knock on the door; a servant answered. "Ah, welcome cousin!" Zent said, outstretching his hand.

"It's good to be in a civilized place again." Trin replied, trying to seem as plesant as possible.

Quen followed suit. "Ah... Quen..." Zent greeted, bowing. Quen simply nodded, keeping silent. The group was soon seated around the giant mahogony table. Zent clapped his hands together to draw attention.

Zent began. "Now since we have many strangers here, I'll introduce everyone, clockwise. First, my cousin Trin, and his wife, Quen. Next is Commander Markus, whom I'm sure some of you have heard of. After that, we have Mr. Rebeard, a man I met in the mountains, and finally, my wife Louisa."

Trin and Quen glanced at Rebeard, and then at themselves. Quen wasn't about to say anything, but Trin wasn't the restrained type. "We found two other men, battered and beaten near the mountains." he blabbed aloud. Quen closed his eyes in frustration.

He continued. "There's a shadowfoot, and a blood lyn. The shadow foot needed to be taken to Vedder. The blood lyn must have ran off."

Zent stroked his chin. "Ah... the shadowfoot... it must be Sir Taz... perhaps I will speak with him later." He said, raising his eyebrow at Rebeard.

"But enough of such unpleasantries...." Zent said, "On to dinner!"

OOS:
Fixed it. I knew something was wrong =P

[Leo]

OOC: Umm, I belive Trin is man, and Quen is a female, I made the mistake of posting this before I found out Emporer posted, I fixed it.

IS: *Earlier that Day*

Tecker looked down at Taz's wound, it seemed like a normal cut at first, but deep it was slowly growing deeper and deeper. He sighed and looked at Taz for a while, this was indeed a shadowfoot, and his cut was reopened by a normal monster in these parts, but the original cut has made from something, different. It seemed forever until Harris came back with Vedder, Vedder looked at the wound and made a little grunt, he to, was shocked at this.

"Interesting...." Vedder said " Do you know where Trin found this man?"

"Near a cave in the mountains" Answered Harris, he wanted to look good, Vedder was the founder of the mender's guild in Majiro.

"Odd... didn't Lord Zent just return from the mountains?" Vedder said, "Searching and lookingat caves, I think we should ask him about this..."

"He is currently attending dinner" said Tecker, "And as he is our lord, we should wait, I shall send a message."

"No use" Said Vedder, "Let's just see if we can fix this man before we bother Zent."

Vedder then took the herbs, and applied them to Taz, along with the his skills at mending, it was a sight to see, and for a second, it seemed it worked. Then Taz began to sweat more, though the wound was completely healed, though he seemed to get sicker and sicker.

"Damn it!" Said Vedder, " Send message to Lord Zent, he might no what to do, I'll attend t this man, and hurry! As soon as he is done dinner, I want you to bring him here!"

Harris and Tecker then ran out of the room, Vedder sat down, alone next to Taz, the looked at the sealed wound, then tore it off so he bled again.

"This is much more then I expected, imagine the medicine that could be made!" Vedder thought, and with that he took a glass and filled it half full with his blood, then sealed up the wound. He then took the cup to his house, then wnt back and watched over Taz, he didn't want him to die, he needed to see the after affects.
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Trin and Quen had just settled in at there house when they got a knock at the door, Quen opened it, a messanger walked in.

"Message from Zent, do you except?" The messanger said, Quen nodded, " His Lordship Zent has invited you and your husband to dinner, do you accept?"

Trin got up from his chair, Quen hurried to him, Trin didn't like his cousin acting all high and mighty.

"Please tell my "Darling" cousin that-" Trin began, but Quen finished the sentance " We'd love to come."

The messanger nodded, and left the house, Trin looked at Quen furiously,"WHY DID YOU DO THAT!?" Trin said, Quen stood her ground and said, "I have no intention of cooking tonight, and food is great at Zent's".

Trin sat down, he hated to say it, but Quen needed her rest, and so he began to get ready, Quen hurried to find a good dress.
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Colt rushed along the street's, listening to the locals talk, he heard a lot of this "Lord Zent", the lord of this place, could Rebeard be with him? No way, he hasn't good enough to dine with a Lord, not even with pigs, though it might be worth while to ease drop on this dinner, and with that, he ran to find where Zent lived.

[Chip]

OOS: Oh my lord. Leo, are you completely out of it? Use your head, kid. Look, Jeramyu's last entry said that Trin and Quen were having dinner with Zent, but then YOU said that they were at their house. O lord. Pay attention, people. ARGH!

EDIT:(Leo, I apologize..you have done well these last few days. I'm sorry. It's just that that one mistake, combined with all the other ones that are made out of simple carelessness sent me into a frenzy. Sorry.)

[Chip]

The troops walk slowly into the Barracks. They were tired. Luckily, Commander Markus had gone off to have dinner with Lord Zent, otherwise they would have still been training at this very moment. Thankfully, they were not.

Race, still holding the bandaged wound he had on his arm, followed the troops inside. Selfur strided over to his side.

"So," said Selfur, "how's it feeling?"

Race grunted. Selfur chuckled.

"Yes, that what I thought. Say..uh...I've been asked by the Commander to choose three scouts. He feels that such cities as Uratha need to be checked up on."

Race looked up at the tall, well-built officer. He knew what was coming next.

"I have already chosen Cart and Mac, but I need a third person. Would you be willing to accept?" Selfur asked.

Race shrugged.

"Why me?" he asked.

Selfur shook his head.

"You were always the fastest, Race," the officer replied. "Please, do this for the Fort. It would be in your best interest."

Race stopped in his tracks, allowing Selfur to go into the Barracks alone. Hmm...Race the scout....

[Chip]

IS:

Greef and Rexton, riding their horses, sped up their pace. Being at the front of the hundreds of troops gave them confidence, and small amount of arrogance. They had set off only two days ago, and progress was slow. It would take at least a week and a half before the army reached the land surrounding Fort Majiro. Once they did, victory would be theirs. Greef looked at a small group of six men in the militia section, and motioned for them to come forth. Rexton halted his horse, holding up a hand so that the troops would stop as well. Greef dismounted his horse, and walk proudly over to the six men.

All six of them had known Greef personally. They had been his comrades for years; they had shared beers, swapped war stories, shown off their battle scars together. And yet, here HE was now, acting as if he were better than the lot of them. Greef looked them over distastefully. What he wore not but two days ago they wore now. This promotion had puffed up both his chest and his head. He looked at society as if it were his chess board to take control of. Before he had been a simple-minded barbarian...now he was a strong-willed commander. Even Rexton was astonished by the amount of change that had taken place in Greef's life over such a small period of time.

"Now," said Greef, "you six are some of the best men we have. I'm astonished that you can be so poorly-equipped and yet have lasted so long as a warrior. But, I shall lend you items from my arsenal."

The six were as followed: Corsh...a brutal murderer; accused of six accounts of murder. Zebish...an accurate crossbowman who has never missed a shot in his life. Himp.... a hunchback warrior with the brains of a Fligg; armed with two daggers. Seviz....a tall, yet well-stanced fighter armed with a poorly-designed copper shield and iron blade. Bordiss...a theivous dwarf who is excellent at lying and impersonations; carries two hand axes. Qio....a giant of a man;armed with a large mace and pick ax for brutal and gruesome close-combat.

"Commander Rexton and I are unable to captain both militia and ensign (well armored soldiers officially trained for war) divisions," Greef continued. "So, we are setting the six of you as captains for one-sixth of the total militia soldiers."

The six grinned at one another. Greef sniffed, and again mounted his horse. Riding off, he heard Rexton say "Glad to have you with us". Rexton was always too considerate of others. Greef would have to fix that.


OOS: Okay. DO NOT make the six captains and militia soldiers rebel. I know everyone probably has the urge to do so, but DON'T. Please. And let's try to keep the cast as big as it is. Don't try to add any more characters on. It's getting confusing. If you want to, do so. If it's not necessary, avoid it. I'll make a character list soon. Good luck with writing more entries.

[EmperorJeramyu]

IS:

The dinner had continued quite well, without awkward pauses, or unpleasant topics. It was the type of atmosphere Zent liked.

Rebeard said very little, only answering questions proposed directly to him by Zent. He was surrounded by a family he didn't know all that well, and a man in armor who never stoped scowling. If there was one person who talked less, it was Louisa, who stayed very isolated throughout the entire dinner.

Trin on the other hand, was resisting the urge to burst out all he had heard about Rebeard from Colt, about how infamous of a theif he was. Quen could only give subtle glares and nudges to try and prevent Trin from speaking of that. It eventually stopped working.

Trin stood up. "You're Rebeard the theif!", he shouted, pointing at Rebeard, "I've heard all about the heists you've pullled! The murders you've commited! Those men in the mountains were escorting you to jail!"

Quen smacked herself on the forehead, Markus glared in disgust, and Louisa's eyes widened. Zent simply smiled.

"Please cousin, one's past is forgotten here. Whatever he has done stops here, at the place of new beginnings. Mr. Rebeard has earned my trust." Zent said, trying to calm everyone down. "Besides, the treatement he was being given during his escort was preposterous. You know my views on this."

Quen nodded in understanding, Trin continued standing, staring resentfully at Zent, Louisa glanced around nervously.

"It's apparent that this dinner is over." notioned Zent. "I thank you all for coming. Perhaps we shall gather again in the future." The group began to rise.

"Oh, and just so you're all informed, I will be taking another trip to the mountains soon." Zent announced. "I believe I will finally decipher the runes once and for all."

Louisa let out a small sigh, and walked out of the room, staring blankly at the floor. Rebeard, approched Zent. "I... I need to go get some fresh air." he said, tugging at his collar. Zent nodded. Rebeard walked out.

Jacob was standing outside, leaning against a building, having had finished his story with Orie. It was night.

"Jacob!" Rebeard, whispered loudly. Jacobs eyes shot open, he ran over to Rebeard.

There was silence. Rebeard finally spoke. "Do you have it?" he asked.

Jacob nodded, pulling out the sword. "Here it is."

There was more silence. "So I guess that means this job is a success" Jacob said, grinning.

Rebeard nodded, grinning with equal happiness. "A shadow foot and blood lyn are here looking for me. But I've a way around them."

Jacob tilted his head with intrigue, wondering how there was a way around a shadowfoot. Rebeard pointed towards Zent's mansion. "The Lord of this fort has allowed me into his household. As long as I stay there, then he can't touch me" He said. "But from what I gather, the shadowfoot is seriously injured anyway."

Jacob patted Rebeard on the shoulder. "Then we're free..." he replied. "So what next?"

Rebeard turned to Zent's mansion again, and gave it a thorough stare. "Jacob..." he started, "I think we're back in buisness." he said, returning to his old ways.

Jacob gave the mansion a quick glance as well. His eyes lit up. "Nice place... has to have some good stuff."

"Oh it does..." Rebeard said, thinking of something in particular.

"Ooo! I got it! We kidnap the Lord, and hold him for ransom." Jacob stated excitedly.

Rebeard frowned. "I don't think that's a good idea." he said, remebering the feat Zent had performed back at the mountain. "He's a pretty powerful man."

"Then what do you suggest?" Jacob asked.

"In one week, Lord Zent will be taking a trip far away." he began, "That's the time to start our heist. I know where the safe and valuables are... ...And I think I might know someone who might want to leave with us..."

Jacob turned to Rebeard. "So one week? I'm in a wagon trade agreement, so I'll have a cover here for a while too."

Rebeard smiled. "One week."

Little did they know, more than that was going to happen in one week.

[Leo]

IS: Zent walked into his house only to be interupted by Harris and Tecker, " Milord, Vedder requests you come look at his patient!" Harris screamed at Zent, then apologized to him.

"I shall go to see him in a minute, though I believe someone else wants to see him as well" Lord Zent said with a grin," Rebeard, come over her please."

Rebeard was carried away from his conversatio with Jacob, so he told him to meet him at the pub tomorrow, Rebeard turned to Zent and said " What is it Zent?"

"I am off to see sir Taz, would you want to come with me?" Zent said, Rebeard went pale for a second, then remebered that Taz was in critical condition, and couldn't do anything to him, so her agreed.

"Very nice" Zent said, "Don't worry, he can't do anything to you, just remeber to be respectful."

Zent walked with Harris, Tecker and Rebeard to the room Taz was kept in, once there, Zent knocked on the door twice, then waited.

"Who is it?" Vedder said, "It is Lord Zent" Zent said, and Vedder opened the door, and Zent dismissed Harris and Tecker, telling them to get some rest for tomorrow, they would need to heal a lot more tomorrow.

" Who is this?" Vedder said, pointing at Rebeard, Zent quickly answered " Sir Rebeard, a friend of mine at then patient."

"A friend of mine" rang in Rebeards ears, "A friend of mine". Rebeard then tried to forget what Zent had said, and went back to listening to Vedder.

" The man seems to have an illness that I can't cure." Vedder said, " I suggest we send him off to another settlement for better care, I shall accompany him as well Milord."

" That is a good idea, but I should take a look at him first" Zent said, " I think I know what attacked him." Zent then looked at the patched wound, and then to Vedder, then he ordered for Vedder to take it off.

" I need to see the wound, and I believe the wound needs to breathe." Zent said cooly, Vedder did as told. Zent looked at the cut, he was fixed on looking at the cut, staring at the blood slowly come out, none of this made any sense to Rebeard.

" Interesting" Zent said to himself "Rebeard, please go outside for a few minutes, I need to talk to Vedder alone." Rebeard did as he was told, he went outside and waited, just looking into the darkness.

Rebeard sat there looking into the shadows bevcome darker, for a few minutes he did this, until he heard speaking, a low speaking, to him.

"Scum." The voice said " I will take pleasure in killing you." Rebeard looked around and saw nothing, the voice continued to speak to him, until Rebeard got scared and ran into room.

"Hello Rebeard" Zent said, 'Gald you could come in, we were just leaving here and going off to bed, goodnight Vedder, nice travels."

Vedder smiles back, he had gotten what he wanted, dawn tomorrow, he was leaving the fort to the next settlement, Rendier with Taz.

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Colt looked down at Rebeard and Zent walk into the house, he had heard everything, Rebaedr had said to Jacob, and it was he who talked to Rebeard back there, and what could he do to stop it?

[Chip]

OOS: Fine...I have some time before I have to go to the high school. I guess I'll post...*sigh*

IS:

Tents had been set up about a half-mile away from the Fort. Greef and Rexton had decided to camp here tonight...they would be attacking the next night...
At this moment, Greef and Rexton were talking with five of the captains in the "Commander Office". Greef had stretched out a map that had the fort's apparent location sketch onto it messily. And yet, this map was the very key to the Uratha army's plan of action.
Greef looked up from the map, which Rexton pinned to the table with daggers, and glanced at the five captains present.

"Where is Corsh?" he asked.

The captains looked at each other, before Zebish finally stepped forward bravely.

"He has gone to take care of some business," the master-archer said.

Greef shook his head. That Corsh had better have a better excuse then THAT. Then, he looked up at the captains.

"Now..." he began. "To the plan. Seviz.."

The armored warrior stepped forward, replying: "Yes sir."

"You shall attack the front gate. Your men are will be joined with a few of the ensign soldiers. The ensign divisions are well-armed, and will have a better chance at standing up against the Majiron troops. Then, Corsh, being the murderous villian that he is, is going to bust through the back gate. While you and your men are distracting the Fort Majiro citizens, Corsh's men will slay them from behind. Himp and his men shall accompany them. Qio will attack through the west wall, which is still very unstable. Zebish will be stationed on the large rocky hill to the east of the fort with his archers, sending arrow volleys at the opposing side. Bordiss, you shall accompany Qio. Rexton and I shall stay back with the cavalry, ready to chase after any retreating enemies."

The captains nodded in satisfaction.

"Now, inform your troops," Rexton said. "We shall attack tomorrow night."

The captains nodded again, and left the Commander Office.



OOS: DON'T POST!!! I'M GOING TO POST AGAIN!!!! DON'T POST YET!!!

[Telephalsion]

OOS: DON'T POST!!! I'M GOING TO POST AGAIN!!!! DON'T POST YET!!!

but I want to...

[Chip]

Finally, someone new wants to join us. Well, see, the thing is, I am writing the Battle Scene right now. I believe that it may cut the story character list in HALF. So, after the next few Battle entries, you can make as many entries as you'd like.

[Leo]

Sounds good to me... though I swear.. kill Taz with glory of don't kill him at all.

[EmperorJeramyu]

Is it going to go through the ENTIRE battle, or will you leave some space for us to interject some stuff?

[Chip]

I was going to do the WHOLE battle, but you I guess if you really want to you can make an entry....AFTER MINE, of course.

Now, who should I kill off and how?

[Leo]

Whoever you want... Except Taz!

[Chip]

I will reassure you..Taz shall not die. But others shall. So, who should they be?