CHAPTER ONE:
The Gathering

[Guen]

Stalling that last of her string of mares, the tall desert girl looked longingly at the Inn proper.

*What I'd give for a drink of that cool fruit juice they serve.*

But the lightness of her pocket sang a different tune.Tomorrow she would be full of pocket. The mares she'd brought were all highly trained and none could ride as well as she , to show their paces to the buyers.

It was hard for the golden skinned girl. Blue eyes glazed as she thought of the past.Raised as the pampered daughter of a warlord, it was a desperate strait she 'd landed in since the destruction of the Hold. Lord Jarg made sure he had killed every male of the Line and ravished her just for the joy of her humiliation.

Bitter now, Gueny had made a name as a trader and trainer of War steeds.Only occasionally did the hard shell waver.

Right now the thought of a hot bath and soft bed made her resolve to survive alone weaken. Turning her face to the soft smell of Hai'nn's neck she breathed deep.

*I can do this*

She wrapped herself in her warm cloak and curled across the stall entrance. Too many men had made the mistake of trying for her horses. After the first few came minus body parts, the rest left her and hers alone.A soft nose nuzzled up against her neck-the great sight hound Raza curled against her and they both fell asleep, the hound longer than the girl as they slept.

[Kara]

Kara wished she had a horse to ride.

The trail to Mondfort was longer and harder than she thought. She was hot, tired and her feet hurt. Sitting down by a rock, and taking her boots off she pored rocks out onto the ground .

" And once I find a good ,strong horse, I am going to buy a better pair of boots. Turning, she hears something in the bushes. Reaching for her staff, she pulls herself up and waits for whoever or what ever is coming. The bushes move and then a large black wolf jumps out and stands with his teeth showing. Kara was startled for a moment, then she saw why the wolf was growling. Near the rock she was sitting on, layed a stone snake. They were called stone snakes because their skin looked like stone. They could hide until thier pray got close enought to strike. They were very poisonous, and could kill a horse with one bite.

Taking the staff, she placed the end under the snakes body and threw it into the woods. What she did not see was when she touched the staff to the snake, it turned into real stone and broke when it hit the ground.
Looking back at the wolf, she said "Thank you Rolf. If it was not for you I might have been bitten." Sitting back down , she placed the boot back on and started on her way.

" It is a good thing we found this staff Rolf. It has came in handy." The wolf looked up at her and waged his tail, his gray eyes shining.

Over the rise Kara could make out the town. " Well it looks like we are about there Rolf, so it should not be long now. "Reaching into her back pack , she found her cloak and placed it over her head. The cloak was made of fine cloth. It hung down to her feet. Her small 5'3" frame was almost to small for the cloak , but she managed. Walking down at a faster pace, she found herself near the front gates. She heard Rolf growl when the dayguard walked up to her, and asked......

[Day guard]

Well, what have we here. A fine young lass with a wolf. Now what brings you here to Mondfort. No good I wager", looking down at the staff. Are you a mage?

[Kara]

" A mage? No, I am not a mage, tho I do have a little power. Want to see?" Looking up, and seeing the guard step back in fright. Looking in his eyes, she could see what he saw. He saw a skull with two flaming red eyes and a white toothy grin.Laughing, she walked threw the gates with Rolf.

" God I love doing that", and speaking a few words , the illusion disappears, showing a beautiful young lady with green eyes and a cute nose. Her ears showed that she was an elf, but she knew she was only half-elf. Her mother was true elf, while her father was human. Her mother knew a few good spells, and Kara picked them up rather quick.

Looking around, she asked a few people where the best place to eat and get a good room. They all pointed to the Dragons-inn. Thanking them, she headed over there and spotted a group of mares that were in a the stables. Finding a small boy sleeping in the hay loft, she asked who they belong too. The boy yawned and stretched , then pointed to the dark skinned girl that was sleeping with a strange looking hound.

" I would be careful how you wake her up. She has been known to take a few hands and fingers from the last guy that tried", the boy said and then went back to sleep.
Walking over to the dark skinned woman, she tried to think of a way to wake her. Before he had the chance to do any thing, Rolf walked up to her and started licking her face. " Rolf, quit that!" * I am only seeing if she might taste good* and he kept on licking her............

[OCC]

Rolf is a timber wolf, and can talk with telapath . So far he only talks to me.. He is harmless, unless he is prevoked....

[OCC/ Raza]

Raza is lean and built much as a racing hound for speed, with a great long head and large brown eyes .

Given to Guen as a puppy , she has been her sole companion the last years. Grown now to the point where she can gaze in the eyes of a tall man if she raises on hind legs, her long fur is silken soft and gleams chesnut in firelight. Though not a telepath, she manages to get her messages across-quite well!

[Guen]

Waking to a warm tongue in the ear, Guen rolled over to swat at Raza-when she heard a deep growling laugh-She looked directly into the face of a timber wolf-a grinning timber wolf. Raza stirred behind her-looked at the wolf , at Guen and sat , lolling her long tongue out, as if she too were laughing. Beyond she saw a small woman with elven ears. The horses showed no agitation which made her relax-Hai'nn usually had good judgement.

"Greetings!"

Careful not move , she smiled at the stranger. "Would you ask your friend here to let me up?-nature calls-rapidly"

[Kara]

Watching Rolf licking the young,dark skinned girl and seeing her swat the strange looking hound.

" Rolf , I said quit that, you are going to get us in trouble." About the time she said that the young girl woke up with a start. Rolf growled-laughed, at her, then set back and looked over at the hound with a strange look in his eyes.

" Do not even think about it. You have no time for that right now" and lightly kicked him.

* Well I was thinking that you should at least introduce me to her, It would be a proper thing to do*

Laughing, Kara stepped back and said, " I am sorry about Rolf here, but as you can see, he has no manners. I am sorry, this is Rolf, my friend and companion, and I am called Kara, Kara Stonewing."

She watch the young lady eye her then Rolf. Then she heard the girl say "Greetings!Would you ask your friend here to let me up?-nature calls-rapidly".

" Oh, I am sorry. Rolf , step back and let the young lady up.

* She didnt taste to bad. I think next time I will take a bite instead of licking her first*

"ROLF!! Behave yourself," and she blushed .......

[Gueny]

Tending to her needs , Guen re-entered the stable. Squatting with her back against a wall, she introduced herself-" I am Guenyvere, a trainer of War steeds. These are my companions, Raza-, and Hai'nn, my stallion. You friend Rolf must have an--ahh -interesting history to be traveling with a halfelf-you pardon, Miss-hope I didn't offend?"

Turning to Raza, she said" I filled the water fresh in the yard , if you'd like some." The lean sight hound moved slowly toward the entrance , looking over her shoulder at the wolf.

" Don't have any klah, but there's a good herb tisane here, if you'd care to share?" Sending a raised eyebrow at the half-elven girl , she used a heat globe to boil a small pot of water on the stone hearth in the corner.

Guen knew the look-this one needed a horse- and badly from her body stance. She settled back as the heat globe started the water boiling.

*I truly could use a good meal now-I bargain better from a full stomach*

Knowing she could get this one to pay, she started her spiel."Have you tried the meals here at the Inn , yet?"She asked, casually. No indications of her hunger on the surface. With a full stomach she could ride better , show the schooling that she had worked months to put on the mares, show them off better. So this became part of her sale plan. A meal. A BIG meal.

[Kara]

Smiling and watching Rolf following the hound over to the water, Kara walked over to where Guen was boiling a small pot of water.

" No offense taken Guenyvere . I have been called a lot worse than that. You know, I was thinking. The Dragons inn is just up the street. Why don't we go there and have something nice and hot to eat. What people have told me, they have great food and the best drinks around. There we can sit down and relax and I can try to talk you into selling me one of your horses, and please, Miss is so formal. Call me Kara, for it sounds better between to ladies than 'Miss'. If you are not offended, I would like to by the meal and drinks. Who knows , I might get you drunk and get a great buy for one of your horses, and I will even let you pick her out". Kara Laughs, and her silver blue ponytail flashed back and forth across her sholders. Turning and walking out of he stable, She whistled for Rolf. " Now where did that wolf go".....

[OCC]

Well it looks like wolf has wandered off..Hope he stays out of trouble..I well tell you our story when we get to the inn.. :)

Remember that somewhere in the shadows is the one that was sent to watch over you ...to be with you... you just haven't seen them yet...but soon they will walk out of the shadow to say they have always been there with you..watching over you...

[Guen]
Shrugging , she gathered up the few items she had unpacked the night before. "Kara, I'll take you up on that-give me a moment while I stir up that stable boy!"

After setting the lad to caring for the mares and Hai'nn, she did a last sweep of the room and moved out into the yard.

"If you will follow me, the Inn is this way." The black haired girl slid into and easy walk."Where are you from? " She asked the smaller woman. She liked the sense she got from this one.Humour always struck a positive chord with her-it was a survival tool.

Arriving at the Inn , Guen saw an empty table by the fire-"I tend to chill easily -would this be all right with you?" Lifting a hand for the barmaid, the two headed for a table. Then, she heard a sharp "Yip!" at the door and raised voices.

"Apologies, Raz" With a wry grin she made her way through the small group trying to keep the huge sight hound out. Even the larger men gave way-though a striking woman with her goden skin , blue eyes and deep black hair-this one had a reputation for swift an deadly retaliation if crossed.

Turning to the landlord she said "Hugh, Raz will lie quiet-as you know. I take responsibility for her behavior."

They made their way back and settled at the table. Raz made herself into an amazingly small ball under Guen's feet-long legs curled in , tail wrapped up daintily.The large soft eyes followed every nuance of the human's movement and voice.

"The barmaid will be here soon."Guen smiled at Kara-"Glad you offered a meal, they have good food here." Gazing around she saw several newcomers since her last visit the Spring before. Attention back to Kara, she ventured "Now, tell me your story-and Rolf's-I am MOST curious abou that one-it was almost as if he spoke."

[Kara]

Kara waited while Gueny made sure that the stable-boy knew what to do, and where she would be. Looking around for Rolf, Kara made her way, following behind Guen, and headed towards the Dragons-inn.

Walking into the inn, Kara was a bit taken back by it all . Looking around, she saw all types of people. Some like her , while others were a bit hard to explain. She followed Guen to a table by a very large fireplace. Sitting down , she heard a "yip" at the doorway and saw a group of people trying to keep Raza from coming in .

" Brave people", Kara thought, and wondered if Rolf was close behind. Watching the WHOOPS her, or her reputation for not backing down". Guen came back with Raza after talking to the barkeep.

She smiled and looked past the people to see if Rolf was there , but he wasnt. Sending out a mental-voice , She said " Rolf, where are you this time? I have told you before that you can get in trouble if I am not with you. Remember the last time you snuck away?" And then she waited.

The bar maid came up and asked " What will it be today ladies? Everything we have here is good, but I would stay away from the gruel", and gave a litle wink and a soft smile.

" I am sara, and I will take your order and return in a bit. Would you like to get a drink first, or will you order the meal"

Remembering what her mother told her about the desert people, she said " If it will be no trouble, I would like some fresh fruit juice for me and my friend , and a plate of your best meat and sweet bread . Oh, and if you have it, a bowl of fruit to go along with the meal.What ever is in season is alright, If thats is ok with you Guenyvere?"

About that time, she Rolf. * I am coming, but I will have to wait until the door opens again. I saw what they tried to do with Raza and I would not want to hurt anyone. If you are ordering a meal, add a large boars bone with it.*

Looking up at Sara, she added " And two large boars bones,if you have any?" Sara smiled and winked.

"I think I will be able to fill that order. I will return with your drinks, and then I will place your order", and she left.

Turning to Guen, she said " Rolf is outside waiting for the door to open. He is going to sneak in", and she laughed. Turning , she heard Guen say "Now, tell me your story-and Rolf's-I am MOST curious about that one-it was almost as if he spoke."

Kara smiled and then bowed her head. " It was a long time ago. I can still remember my father telling me ,when I brought Rolf home, "You can not keep a Wolf as a pet. They are wild animals." I tried to explain that he was only a pup, that his parants were killed by hunters, but he said "No, and that is that. I was young then, only four seasons old , and I did not know why he wanted me to let him go. I could not say -Wolf- to well, so I said Rolf, and the name stuck".

Looking around the room , she saw Rolf sneaking in, and hid under the table. reaching down and scratching one of his ears, she went back to telling her tale. " I kept him out in and old shed that was out back, and fed him scraps left over from the table. It always seemed that my mother made more food that we could ever eat. She would keep all the bones and place them by the back door. They would alway be gone the next morning. I did not know until I was seven seasons old, that my mother was feeding Rolf too. Even my farther made sure he was fed when I was out with my schooling, or doing chores. They both loved him, as much as they loved me."

Turning away, and wiping a tear away, she went on. " One night , they came. We did not know why they came or who they were. My father hid me in the shed with Rolf, telling him to protect me no matter what. I watched him kiss me, and then Rolf.

After closing the door, I heard him run back into the house. I heard the horses first, then the men yelling. At first I thought they were celebrating something, but when I looked through a crack in the door, I saw that they were holding torches. One yelled out " Human, and an elf. why dont you breed with your own kind". My farther ran up and tried to pull the man off, but the man had a sword , and he ran my farther threw, and then kicked him to the side. Rolf tried to pull away from me, to try and save him, but he stopped and looked into my eyes. He said * Turn away Kara, for you do not need to see this.*

That was the first time he -spoke- to me. I was shocked at first, But then I heard my mother scream. I closed my eyes tight, and covered my ears, trying to keep from hearing the screams and the laughter". Rolf placed his head on Kara`s lap and looked up.

* Do you wish to go on?*

Looking down, she smiled a weak smile, and thought * Yes, I think it is time. I have held this back for to long.*

Looking up, she went on. " I woke up to the horses galloping away, and saw something red between the cracks in the door. slowly opening the door, I felt the heat and tasted the smoke. They had set my home on fire, and placed my dad in with my mom. I tried to run in to try and save them, but Rolf kept me back". He kept saying to me that there was nothing I or he could do". I fell asleep and awoke the next day . We have been walking around ever since".

Tears fell and Rolf started to whine. Kara looked around the room and saw no one paying any mind to her crying. Reaching in her back pack, she pulled out a small piece of cloth and blew her nose and wiped her eyes. The staff she was carrying was standing straight up, as if it was stuck to the floor.

Sara brought over the drinks, and asked " Are you alright my dear? Is there anything I can get you"? Looking up , Kara said " No, thank you Sara, I was just telling Guenyvere a sad story, thats all", and took a big drink of the juice.

The drink calmed her down a bit, and she saw Sara place two very large bones below the table, and then she said "Your welcome Rolf and Raza", and went to gather the rest of the meal. With a surprized look on her face, Kara said to Rolf *Did you thank Sara?* and scratched his ear once more.

* Well I was being polite,and how was I to know she could hear me.* And he went back to chewing on his bone. Sara brought back a large plate , full of meat, cheeses and sweetbread.Reaching down, Kara took out a small blue bag and dropped three steel coins on the table. " Is that enough for the meal? I have more if need be". Taking the coins, Sara smiled and said " Yes that is more than enought. Thank you", And off she went to serve another table.

As for this staff that seems to have a mind of its own, I found it to the south of here. We were walking through a deep forest, and found it sticking out of the ground. It was standing by a skelaton that had long since been dead. All that was left , was the staff and this back pack. I did not think he, or she would need it, so I ahhh, borrowed it for the time being. It is a strange back pack tho, being what ever I need, it is always in there".

Looking down at her boots, she commented, "Anything but boots", and kicked the back pack lightly. Then reaching for the meat and bread, she started to make a sandwich . "Please dig in, because I am very hungry and I might eat it all. Oh, I hope you do not mind ordering, but since I am paying for it, I thought I would order something I like", And she laughed .............

[ OCC] well thats my story... your turn!!!

[Guen]

Allowing the woman time to gather herself, Guen then laid a gentle hand on her arm.She felt a warmth from Rolf in her mind. Withdrawing the hand, she ventured-"Turn about is fair play, Kara."

Wearily , she lifted a glass to look at the firelight through the sweet juice.

" My story is similar. My sire was a Warlord in the northern desert lands.While engaged in battle he crossed his Lord-Jarg. The mighty Jarg. Father didn't feel it was necessary to wipe out all life in an area, just because a troop of soldiers had challenged them and lost. Jarg had no choice

Passing a hand over her eyes the girl continued. "The following Winter, after Father had sent the soldiers home to their families, Jarg attacked. He came in the dead of night, entering by treachery-as a FRIEND. He decimated our Line, killing all my brothers, even year old Ranald. He-" with a deep breath, she went on-" He smashed Ranald's head in against the wall. He turned his soldiers loose on the younger boys and cut my two older brothers to pieces a part at a time while I watched.Then he turned to me. Thank the Gods that my Mother had died first He ...Enjoyed my humilation-throwing me out, tarnished goods, into the dead of winter.

It's not an easy world on the High Desert at any time, but the Steppes in the dead of winter-well, they can kill. I survived. I snuck back and stole Hai'nn back and two of the best mares. I have made my own way ever since.

Jarg will die by my hand in due time." With a smile that bode evil for Jarg, she shook her head to empty the memories.

"But for what purpose do you enter Montfort.?"

[Kara]

Feeling Guen's hand on her made her feel better. She smiled back and waited for her story. It sounded about as bad as hers.

At least she did not see what they did to her mother. Rolf would not let her, and in a way she was glad. But the pain was still there and it hurt her to her soul. Reaching out and touching her hand , she saw her shake her head, trying to remove the memories.

" It doesn't help Gueny. Nothing helps but to see the one`s head, hanging from a pole".

Kara took another bit of her sandwitch and looked into Guenys eyes. She could see the hurt, and touching her hand she could feel it as well. She saw everything that Gueny said, from the raiders killing her brothers, to the things they did to her. She saw Jargs face, and heard his evil laugh. The laugh was older, but she knew that laugh well. It was the same laugh she heard when her parents died.Pulling her hand back , like she was shocked by the touch of her skin, she looked away and into the fire.

"Could it be the same person that killed my parants? Why could I see what she told? Something is not right", she thought and started to get up. Thats when she -heard- Rolf.

* It was not you, Kara. It was me looking into her. Somehow you are able to -channel- my thoughts when I do that. I am sorry, but I had to know.*

Kara sat back down and looked at Gueny. "Sorry, I thought I saw someone I knew". It was a lie, but a small one. She did not want Gueny to know that Rolf was able to do that. At least not right now.

She took a sip of her drink, and heard Gueny say "But for what purpose do you enter Montfort.?" Placing the drink back on the table , she said " Well for one thing , I need a new pair of boots, or have these repaired. Second thing is I need a good, strong, and fast horse. I am tired of walking", and she laughs again. bringing her foot up and nipping Rolfs ear, she turns her boot up and looks at the bottom of her boot. There in the center of her boot, was a very large hole, and she could see her socks sticking out and thread bare.

" It looks like I need some socks as well", and sticks her finger in the hole.

* Hey, watch where you throw that big foot around. You almost took my head off.* Rolf -spoke- and went back to chewing on what was left of his bone.

With a wink of her green eyes, Kara said " As I said before, I am looking for a good horse and I am willing to pay a good price for her" and shook her little blue bag that was full of coins."I hope that the horse comes with a saddle and bridle? Bit-less if you please. I hate to see a horse harmed that way. I will pay extra if I have too. ". I have been meaning to ask you, where did you find Raza ?? She is a strange breed of dog. I have never seen one like her before. Is she Telepathic like Rolf"?

Rolf looks up from his now eaten bone, and looks over at Raza . He watches her nibbling on the bone that Sara gave her and his mouth started to water. Edging over to Raza , he started to take a bit out of her bone. Kara looked down in time to see Rolf jumping back from the bone. Looking over to Raza, she could see her giving him a strange look.
,br> Shaking her head Kara said * are you afraid of a little dog ?* Rolf looked up and said * I was only trying to be friendly, and did you see that look she gave me?* Kara laughed and scratched his ear, * I told you to behave , now didn't I ?* about that time Sara came by and dropped another bone by Rolf. While walking away, she said " You better listen to her. I have seen that look on Raza before, and It was not nice", and she laughed and went behind the bar. Kara looked at Sara and saw her wink . " Well it is nice to have a friend in a strange place, she said and looked at Gueny.

" Do you think we should turn in before it gets to late? If you like I can send Rolf out to watch over the mares. He will let me know if there is any trouble".

Standing up, she walked over to the bar. " Excuse me sir, but would you have a room for the night . I need one that has a window, that faces the stables, and one that faces the forest. Hugh looks up from wiping a glass, and smiles. " Please,Sir is to formal. I am called Hugh around here. Sir makes me feel old", and he smiles up at her. "Let me look and see what I have left". Walking to the back room, Kara has the chance to look around. She sees all Kinds of pictures on the wall. One of hugh, one of Sara, and one of a beautiful young girl. She heard a little giggle, and turning, saw no one close enought for her to hear the giggle. Hugh came back with two keys in his hand, and said " I have two rooms like you asked for. This key goes to the door with two dragons on the door. The other key is for the door that has a Shield on it. The shield faces the forest, and the other faces the stables". Thanking Hugh, she reaches in the bag, then asks "How much for one night ? I think that is all we need it for". Hugh looked at her , then over at Gueny. " For one night , it should cost you both about three sparrows".

Looking in her bag, she brought out six coins and threw them on the bar. " This should do, and thank you Hugh for the rooms". Walking back to the table, she layed one key infront of Gueny, and said The door that has a shield on it faces the stables. Mine faces the forest. I will take the room out of the price of the horse", and laughed.........

[OCC]

I thought my story was bad.. WOW.. And what about Kaza?? I need to know about her..so does Rolf.. BTW.. where is Diego ??

[OCC]

Raza was given to Guen as a pup-the sight hounds were extremely valuable -they are from the north wastelands-ice and tundra -Telepath?-growing into it, I think.It probably wasn't developed due to Guen's abilities being blocked by the trauma. Which awakening is a "coming event" I think- but back to Raza-They are thinking , vicious and loyal to one only-they also bond for life , once emotions are invested with a mate. Raza was a gift-Guen got her shortly before her world fell apart, and as with all traumatic things , some of her memory around it is gone.Their hounds were a partner , rather than a servant, as your Rolf seems to be.Long -lived, they reach upwards of 100 years, before age begins to weaken their incredible strength.

[Guen]

Looking around , Guen turned her attention back to Kara. returning the smile, she said "Many thanks, Kara. Hugh , you did well by us, that's one of my favorite rooms." Mulling over their conversation, she added "Kara, you've given me a lot to think about. "

" Looking at Raza , she waved her hand-Raz-wil you and Rolf watch Hai'n and the mares? Rolf, my advice is not to tease the mares. Hai'nn is as edgy as I am"With a smile at the two large beasts, she looked back at Kara.

"Kara, I think I'll stay for a night cap-I'm not quite ready to settle down yet. There's a sense that someone is in need , too. Is Rolf picking up on it?" Calling Sara over , she asked for a small glass of elder blossom wine. "You , Kara?"

Leaning her chair against the corner by the great fireplace she settled in to watch the crowd. To herself she thought *If I make the sale tomorrow, this is the year. I will hunt down the Lord Jarg, and tear his world down around his ears!* Brooding, she watched the guests as they ate and drank.

[Kirjath]

He wasn't drunk, but he wished he was.

At least while drunk, he wouldn't be able to remember his failure. His people had depended on him to bring help from the towns and castles. He had enlisted the help of adventurers and returned home only to find that there was no home anymore. Only corpses and burned tents had welcomed him. Any survivors had been scattered to the four winds.

Now Kirjath sat at a table by himself, contemplating his options. Unkempt black hair hung down in front of his face hiding blood-shot brown eyes. Moments passed. Suddenly, in a fit of rage and despair, Kirjath lifted his fist high and pounded down hard on the wooden table. Some patrons nearby looked at him with sour looks on their faces, but quickly returned to their own business and conversations. Blood began to ooze slowly out of his fist, but Kirjath paid no heed to his hand. For the first time in his life, he was truly alone without a people and deserted by his god.

[Guen]

Settling back to enjoy her drink, there was sudden crash. Following the glares of other patrons, she noticed a disheveled man, with wild black hair. Reaching out, she could sense an overwhelming dispair.

*Another.If not Jarg, then one like him has wounded the Spirit of this one, too.*

Inhaling deeply, she stood, then wove her way to that table. Pulling out a chair she straddled it, tossing black hair out of her eyes."I am called Guen" the desert girl said in a soothing voice."And you?" She sent as much compassion his way as she could. Making sure it read as compassion, not pity.

"I have a feeling that you have need of a friend at this moment.Sometimes it's easier to talk to a stranger , than ones we are close to."

Guen immediately realized that she had touched a nerve..*He's lost family, then.Gods-how many more of us are there?* Looking up she saw Kara-lifting a hand she signed for her to join them

[Kara]
" I think she was only kidding Rolf, but I think you should behave. Now remember, if anything goes wrong tonight, do not be afraid to to wake me, and if you can, wake Gueny as well. Now go and watch her horses like she asked".

* Can I finish my bone first?*

"Yes but hurry up.By the gods I think you are spoiled". Looking up at Guen , Kara asks " Are you ready to head up to the rooms?" and looked to see where the stairs lead to. "Kara, I think I'll stay for a night cap-I'm not quite ready to settle down yet. There's a sense that someone is in need, too. Is Rolf picking up on it?" Rolf ears picked up when she asked that and started looking around the room.

* For what I can sence, there are a lot of people in need, for one thing or another. There is one thats stronger, but I can not cut him/her out of the crowd. If we were out in the open, it would be easier. Sorry..*

Calling Sara over, Guen asked for a small glass of elder blossom wine. "You, Kara?" Looking back at Guen , Kara said "Well I have never tried it, but if you like it, it can not be that bad . Sara , we will take two glasses of your best".

"Thank you ladies. I will have your drinks out in a bit",Sara said and went back to the bar. Thinking about what Guen said about someone in need , she looked about the room. Sara brought back the wine and told her that the coins she gave earlier was enought to cover the drinks, and then she was gone.

Reaching for the glass, and starting to put her lips to the glass , she heard a sudden crash. Startled, she almost spilled the wine on her shirt. She saw Rolf stand, with his back hairs standing straight up. A low growl came from him , and she reached under the table to hold him still- It is ok Rolf- looking over to where the noise came from - It is someone that is upset , nothing more. She started to get up , but Guen was already up and walking to the strangers table

" She must be brave to just pull up a chair and start talking to him. Kara could not hear what Guen was saying, but>she saw and felt the sadness in the strangers soul. She was about to ask Rolf to look and see what he could find out , when she saw Guen, waving her hand , motioning her to come over to the strangers table. Taking the staff in one hand and both drinks in the other, she made her way to the strangers table. Dropping the drinks on the table and letting the staff stand where she stopped, she said "Hello, I am Kara Stonewing, and I guess you have meet Gueny? This is..." looking around the room and seeing Rolf still under the other table finishing his bone and watching Kaza with one eye. Well I was going to introduce Rolf, but it seems he has MORE important things to do at the moment". Shaking her head and sitting down, she took a sip of the wine and asked the dark haired stranger " And you are...........

[Kirjath]

The voice of a stranger entered his world. It brought him back to the present. He looked at the girl before him. "Kirjath," he said hollowly due to his parched throat. He brushed a hand over his face as though removing imaginary cobwebs. He leaned back and sat straight on the chair, hung down slack around his face but the rest of his hair was tied loosely into a ponytail that reached down a little past the shoulders. Blood-shot brown eyes gazed out at her with a sincerity of heart. Aquiline nose led down to a thin-lipped mouth that was parched. A leather hide vest covered his torso but it didn't hide the big black and red tattoo of a stylized bear encircled by a ring of runes. This tattoo lay in the center of the man's chest. His skin was tanned and darkened, the sign of a person who lived his days out in the open. He carried no weapon on him, but it was obvious from his strong build that he could put up a fight unarmed.

Kirjath didn't know how to respond to Guen. There were no more kinsmen, so everyone a stranger to him. He swallowed back some saliva. "I'm sorry that I disturbed you with my behavior... I've damaged this table." He looked down at the crack and splinters on the wood where his fist had landed on the table. The blood was still oozing out slowly from his fist where the splinters had rent the skin. "I've no home and no kinsmen." He didn't know why he said this to the girl, and yet she already seemed to know.

[Guen]

Taking in the pain in this one, Guenn made a decision. "Kirjath, I'm a terrible, managing woman. Come to our table, and we'll find you a meal. Then , perhaps you would share a little of you story with us-" Guen caught Kara's movement out of the corner of her eye, and nodded toward their table. "We have plenty. And have walked in your shoes, believe me."

Face grim , the Wareen girl controlled her fury . Anger and bitterness were not what the man needed at this point!

*Later. I will yet have vengence on Jarg and all his kind.*

Sara was quickly making her way toward Guen and Kara. "Sara, bring Kirjath? here a stout meal and a pitcher of cold juice-he seems parched. In an aside, she murmured"Sara, I'll have to pay you from my sales tomorrow. You know I wouldn't ask for myself, but you can see---?"
,br> "Of course , young Kirjath!' Sara beamed out her special smile-"We'll have you a full plate in no time. Now, sit you down and listen to the Lady Guen, she's a true Healer!" With that parting shot Sara bustled off. Guen growled after her.

Pouring a glass of juice for the weary man, she handed it to him. "Now rest, eat and all will come to pass, in time."

[Kara] Before she had the chance to hear his reply, she heard Rolf getting up and stretching.* I am finished with my bone and we are going to head out to the stables to watch the horses.* With a big yawn , and a smack of his lips, he turned and looked at Raza. She was still nibbling on her bone, so he started without her.

Kara got up and taking her glass with her, she went over to the door and opened it for him. " Now remember, if anything happens, call me before you get into any trouble".

walking back to the table, she sees that they have moved back by the fire place. Taking her drink back to the table, she grabs the staff and walks over to their table. She sees that Sara has brought more food for the stranger. That was good, he looked like he needed a good meal. Sitting back down , she waits.........

[Guen]

Kara rejoined them, and Guen watched as the stranger, Kirjath and Kara chatted as he ate. She noticed the restraint he used to keep from wolfing (sorry, Rolf!) it down. Just as he finished , they heard cries of pain and horrendous shouts of anger! Looking across the table at Kara , Guen landed on on her feet in a dead run.

* Raza! Rolf! Are you all right? What in gods name is happenening?" the women covered the short few blaocks in record time. Almost bowled down by figures running from the stable and paddock , Guen heard Hai'nn in full Battle mode. Thunderous snorts and neighing , the crash of heavy hooves on the rails and walls -screams echoing. Then too, Raza was baying for all she was worth! Rounding the corner she saw...

[Kara]

Kara sat back down at the table and started talking to kirjath while he was eating. he was trying to mind his manners , but she could tell he had not eaten very well the past few days.As the young Warrior demolished the food , she was about to ask him something when she heard Rolf say*Kara, you better get out here and bring Guen with you! We have troulble out here and they smell bad. I think they are dead.*

Guen must have heard all the noise that was going on, because she bolted out the door and was headed for the stables. Kara reached for her staff and followed right behind her.

Running as fast as she could , she caught up with gueny adn was almost knocked down by two strange looking creatures that were flying through the air, after being kicked by one of the horse

At first Kara thought they were gully dwarves, but the smell from them almost made her sick. Taking a good look at them , she saw men in old raggedy clothes that were gray. The color had bled out of the cloth years ago. Their skin was brownish colored and it looked to be mummified. She could see every bone , the skin was drawn so tight across it. The beings face was drawn in, and she saw that they had no eyes, yet they could see. What was left of their hair was stuck in places all over their skull.She turned intime to see one of them running toward her with a very large sword.

Standing at a stance , she ducked, and brought the staff up and over her head. Just as the Ghoul was about to run his sword through her,she pivoted and brought the staff down on it's arm, breaking it off at the shoulder. Turning as the ghoul passed her, she noticed thatit did not scream , or even yellout in opain. "They are Undead." she yelled over at Guen and Rolf.

"Someone has sent them for the horse."

She saw Rolf take a bite out iof one of the ghouls leg and watch it fall.It was trying to get a good swing at Rolf, but he was staying away from the blade. Kara ran toward the stables in time to see one of the horses kicking a ghoul in the chest. It fell back , looked down at the hole that had once been it's chest adn got back up and tried to ride one of the horses.

"Rolf, try to keep them away from the gate. if they get that open, we will lose the whole herd!" She yelled and doged another one. "Where are they all coming from?"Kara said and looked to see where guen went.

She heard Hai'nn snorting and saw boards in the stable being blown apart by the beasts hooves. Reaching the gate along with rolf, she kept them away by swinging the staff.At first they were just standing there , testing the staff. One or two of them tried to get close, but Rolf kept them at bay.

Finally, the ghouls started to come at her , two or three at a time.Kara was able to keep them from reaching the stable, but the one trying to ride the horse inside was giving her trouble. All the other horses were trying to get away and were slamming intooo the fence and the gate. She was not sure how long the fence and the gate would hold.A few of the boards were already splintering from the hooves slamming into them. Striking out at one that got too close, she took his head off and watched in amazement as the ghoul dropped and turned to dust. Yelling a t Guen, and hoping she would hear her, she yelled, "Aim for thier heads! That is the most weakest part!" and she hoped that Gueny had heard her.

[Kirjath]

The scene before him was something out of a nightmare. "The living dead,"Kirjath whispered to himself. He saw Kara and Rolf facing off a band of the monsters. With axe inhand now, Kirjath threw it at the closest ghoul.He saw the axe imbed itself into the creatures backand the force of the impact took the creature down to the ground. Wthout a weapon, Kirjath charged one of the ghouls and took it by surprise. they both went down in a mass of flailinf arms and legs.

[Guen]

Wading her way out of a stinking mass of undead flesh, hands that kept crawling after being lopped off, Guen heard Kara cry out "aim for thier heads! That's the most weakest part!" With the reflexes that had saved her on previous occasions, the tall girl took her great sword in both hands and proceeded to decapitate anything in reach. As the stable filled with noxious dust,she saw the newecomer go down under a pile of the things. She went after them, managing to reduce the mob to a number he would be able to handle. Several blades had grazed her, but none deep enough to stop her. Turning , shifting the great sword from hand to hand, she stood braced, looking around for Kara.

Suddenly she heard a whimper from within the stable. Running for it she heard soft sobs from behind a pile of feed sacks. there was a small elf child hidden-curled up tight in a ball, sobbing fearfully inot Raz's silky side.

Gently she knelt in front of the child. "come out , little one, they are gone now, -we are here." it took much coaxing to get him to release his death grip on Raza.It took much coaxing but finally the small being was cuddled in the crook of her arm.

"They-they- foloowed me! I tried to hide, but they found me again!" the child sobbed. Guen wrapped the small elf in a horse blanket and carried it outside, Sword in the other hand and Raz at her heels. Looking at Raza, she saw dust around the great hound's muzzle. "Looks like you figured out how to take a head or two, mutt!" She grinned at the dog. "let's see where Kara and Kirjath are.Have you seen Rolf?"

Hai'nn suddenly let out a loud snort.

"Yes, My Hero! I know how well you did ! You saved this child's life. you are worthy of the great name you bear!" Hai'nn calmed a little as Guen continued talking in a soft voice, calming both the great war stallion and the frightened child,while she walked toward the corral to see to the mares. "Kara?" It seemed quiet. all the animals were accounted for, and save for minor things were unharmed.

[Kara]

Kara saw Kirjath go down, with one of the ghouls going down with him, so she yelled"Take his head offf, that's the only way to kill them!" Out of the corner of her eye she saw one trying to sneak up on her.Taking the staff and sticking it in the ground, she puuled herself up and over, kicking the ghoul just under the chin. the ghouls head snapped back and he fell, turning to dust.she watched as others ran , with rolf close behind them.Turning, she saw the one that was trying to ride the horse, go dwon and get trampled on.She watched as one of the horses bbbrought it's hooves down oin the ghouls head and she heard a loud"Crack!" , then dust rose up from the ground. Dusting herself off, she calls for Rolf.
"Rolf, get back here right now! They are running away. they know they are beat."

[Rolf]

*I can never have any fun> Anyway , they tasted bad. Like chewing on dirt. I am still trying to get the taste out of my mouth. I can't wait to get back to the Inn. A good taste of resh water sounds good right now. A bite of bone sounds great too. Maybe I should ask Sara to put a little meat with it too. I wonder if Raza left her bone behind?*

[Kara]

"Gods, you are spoiled." Shaking her head, they headed back to the Inn. The stable became quiet once more, and Kara knew that if Guen were in trouble, she would be yelling by now. Looking around for Kirjath and not seeing him, she stepped back in and asked Hugh for adrink.

"Hugh, if it's no trouble, could you pour me something ice cold and sweet? Nothing with alcohol, if you please. I need to get this-this-Dust out of my throat." She did not want to say dead skin. Hugh smiled and went in back.She heard a strange sound in back, like something was being crushed very fine. Looking around she saw more people enjoying the Inn. Some were playing a game of cards , while others were throwing darts. The table they were seated at before was stillopen. Turning in time, she saw Hugh bringing out atall glass filled with what looked to be crushed, red and blue ice. Taking the glass from Hugh, she took a big drink before Hugh could say antything.

[OCC]

"Brain Freeze":Crushed Ice, Ice Cream, Fruit Juice. Like aSmoothey, only colder than ice. Like drinking "Dry Ice"....

[Kara]

"Ohhhhh...What on earth do you call this, Hugh?it tastes great, but by the Goads ,it is so cold." Hugh just stood there, with his hands on the bar and tears falling from his eyes. His face was red, his cheeks were puffed out like a chipmunk, and he was trying not to laugh. Spitting ut a "S..S..Sorry", he finally let go with ahuge belly laugh. Pointing at her, he said"if you could have seen the look on your face when you took that drink..." and fell on the floor. Sara walked up, and looked over the bar at Hugh rolling around. Smiling she asked "did you make another "Brain Freeze again? You know , one of these days, someone will not like you laughing at them, and they are going to make you drink the whole glass at once."

Sara said"If you drink it slow, it will not be so bad",then winked and walked away. Kara took the glass and walkedover to the table.she felt chilled and the fireplace was starting to warm her up.She felt tired after the fight and thought about going to bed,but she wanted to wait untiol guen and kirjath came back. Sara had alreadylaid another bone under the table, and Rolf was already working on it.Next to him was a large bowl of fresh water , which was half empty. T here were drops of water all around the bowl, so she knew Rolf had found it while hugh was having his fun. Sitting back with two feet of the chair off the floor, she sipped her brain Freeze and waitied...

[OCC]

Did hugh slip on some marbles? There are a few rolling around the threads! Be careful...they could be anywhere LOL.

[OCC]Marbles-I don't see any marbles, do you see marbles? Nah, i don't see marbles, I just-aarrgghhhhh!!!!!Splat! Kerthunk! @#$%^&*&^^$#@!!!!!!

[Guen]

Setting the Elf child down, she gave a hand signal to raz-"Youngling, Raz will keep you company a moment. I want to be sure none of these horses are hurt."

Hai'nn gently stepped around the child and followed Guen into the corral. Waking slowly from horse to horse , the golden skinned girl ran hands over legs, smoothing terrified feelings and in general making sure that none were hurt and all were comforted.

LeavingHai'nn with them for the night, she moved to the corral gate. Leaning on it, she glanced at the Elf. He was talking to Raz!Small balck head against large chesnut skull. Talking! no fear. *this gets more and more curious.* Moving on through the gate , she picked the boy up again and headed for the Inn.

Shehad seen Kara nd Rolf go on ahead, but there was stillno signof Kirjath.

*He'll be along, Guen. I believe he belongs with us.*Raza said in one ofher rare sendings. "True, he has much work to do, though." Dropping her freehand too the head of her great compnaion,Guen went into the Inn.

Kara, as seemed to be her gift, was extremely comfortable by the fire, with one of hugh's infamous Brain Freezes in her hand.Chortling, Gune wondered if kara knew thw results of a few of those. Signalling Sara toi take the boy and get him cleaned up and settled in, she sank gratefully into a chair, propping her long legs on the fender, letting the fire draw the numbness out of her cold feet.They sat quietly for a while letting the adrenilin calm out.

Finally Guen stirred. "Thanks, Kara." She smiled at the other woman. "between the three of us, withour companions , we seem to have handled that pretty well. Kirjath knew what he was doing, too. He's been through a few fights in his lifetime!"

Sara interrrupted just then, "Guen ,I gave that child abath and settled him on a pallet in you r room. He was out like a light as soon as Raz laid down by him." Stratled Guen realized that Raza had followed sara when she took the boy upstairs.

"Thak you , sara, I knew you could comfort him well." As teh barmaid moved off, Guen hestitantly turned to Kara, "Kara , you did me a great service tonight. I would have you accept one of the mares as a token of my thanks. You may chose in the morning before the sale."Gazing into the firelight, she added "If you are to be a part of my fellowship, you will need to be well mounted." Smiling to herself , she waited to see Kara's reaction. It wasn't qiute what she expected!

[Kara]

Kara waited by the fire, sipping her brain freeze, trying not to get any more headaches. "Wow, these things are powerful" She said, while shaking her head.

She heard the sound of the Inn's door open and turned to see Guen carrying a small bundle of what looked to be a small elf with black hair. Raza was right beside her , making sure that the boy was alright. Guen signed Sara to take the boy to her room and Kara watched as Guen sat down and took a deep breath. " She must have had a time with ghouls, and the boy", she thought. She watched Sara take the boy upstairs with Raza close behind.Guen spoke for a moment and then Kara, in surprise ,heard Guen say "Kara, you did me a great service tonight. I would have you accept one of the mares as a token of my thanks. You may choose in the morning before the sale." Gazing in the fire, she said "If you are to be a part of my Fellowship, you will need to be well mounted. Kara looked at her like she was crazy. She was not sure if it was the drink or she did not hear what Guen say. " Mounted? What do you mean mounted . The only thing I know about mounting is"....... Kara`s face became real red and she blushed from her head to what looked like her toes. " OH my"...and she drew her hand to her lips. Your not talking about.......

[Guen]

Guen leveled the woman with a steady gaze. "Kara," she drawled " Tho down right attractive, if I walked on three legs. " Big grin smeared across her face , the horse trader laughed aloud. Then her face sobered.

" But in all honesty, my friend, I was inviting you to join me on a different sort of quest. I have reached a decision. This TenDay I have seen too many victims of Jarg or his like! I and any I alone can gather him out to bring him down. Woman , I may be, weak-not these last turns!! I am a survivor, as are you and the others. We go-the Vengence begins."

Pausing to gather her composure, Guen watched the face of the half elf. "I would have you join me in this,Kara. You too know this one-I heard him in you mind. I well sell the mares tomorrow -they will provide us with means to travel and perhaps a few warriors to help us fight. I hope that you will accept the mare-she is ours regardless of your decision."

" Kara, Jarg is deadly. He will cause your death to be long and painful, if we are caught. Know this, going into the quest.Thou are free to refuse. I am bound. My belly is full to the gorge with what this creature has done, simply because none will stop him. I must try." With a grim look on her face, The Wareen girl stopped talking and gazed into the flames. Raza raised her muzzle and howled-a grief stricken, bone chilling sound that frozen the entire in in quiet , before voices resumed much more quietly around them.

[Kara]

Kara laughed when Guen explained what she meant about Mounting. She took another drink of her brain freeze, and watched Raza sneaking down from Guen's room, and laid down by her feet. She thought " The young elf boy must be sleeping, that's why she came back down. She is making sure Guen is all right.

[Rolf]

Looking into Razzes eyes, he said "If you like, you can share my bone withme. Sara made sure that there was some meat on it this time. I am only doing this is because..well..ah..I ate your bone you left behind. Why are you looking at me that way? It was just laying there.......

[OCC]

Raza must have felt her pain ,because she let out a mournful howl, and Rolfpiped in as well.

[kara]

" I would be honored to have one of the mares, But I can not just take her. I know how much trouble it took to capture and break these Mares. I will pay an "offering" for our trip. This well help us gather the supplies we will need for the quest that we are about to take".

Looking down at her boots, she took a deep drink from her glass and held her head. "I don't know if its the drink, or the chance of getting my hands on the man that killed my parents, but I am willing to follow you until the time we catch up with Jarg or we find or heads sticking on one of his poles.

I was thinking of a trying to find others to help us in our quest. We are going to need a mage, be it male or female. Also it might not hurt to have someone that is a tracker or warrior, or both. The road to finding Jarg, will be long and perilous with meny dangers along the way. I have heard things about the desert and the meny deadly creatures that live out there. I have watched others walking over by the bar. There is a bulletin board where one can place and read ads forhelp. Wait here and I will go and see if anything is up there that might help us".

Getting up and finding that she was a little dizzy, Kara stagers over to the bars and start reading a few of the ads. " Here is one for a dancer. No that will not help. Here is another for a mages help but its over a year old. Hugh, you need to clean this thing off once in a while. Some of these have dates back to the first wars". Hugh smiles and says "I know, but I can never find time to do that. I am afraid I might pull one down, and the one that placed it there might still need help or still seeking help. I will get to it soon", and he goes back to wiping a glass. Kara laughs," there is enough paper here to keep the inn warm for years. Finding paper and a pen, she stuck her tongue out and placed the tip on her tongue."Yucky", and started to write:

" That should teach him", and looked around for a tack or tape to place the note on the board. Not finding any, she licks the back of the note, and slaps it in the middle of the board. Turning and stumbling back to the table, after almost falling over Rolf, she catches herself and plops in the chair.

" Damn, I told Hugh no alcohol in my drink", and her head drops and hits the table with a smack. She was still holding her glass, and didn't spill a drop. If anyone would have walk by, they would think Rolf was growling at them. Rolf knew better.....

[Rolf]

"Hey!! watch where you place those big feet. Gee, can't a guy chew on bone without getting stepped on around here"?

Hearing Kara snoring, he looked into Raza`s eyes and said "Ahh.. Can I stay in your room? I will not get any sleep with all that snoring going on", and he thought to himself, "and no one else will either.

[Raza]

After howling in response to the grief in her lady's heart, Raza turned her attention back to Rolf. She glided over there, towering over him , as he made excuses about her bone. Rumbling in her chest, she snapped up the proffered replacement, with a deliberate cold shoulder. Rolf caught her eyes again , and her temper softened. *IF YOU don't snore.* brushing his face with her plumed tail, she settled in to work on the bone. *Actually--* she speculated to herself.

[Guen ]

Smiling to herself at the pluck the little woman displayed, she took a pillow off the hearth and put it under the woman's head. *Rolf, You and Raz , look out for her.*

Standing she moved to the kitchen door-"Sara? There you are. I must check on the Mares and Hai'nn. Can you keep a eye out for my friend , she is ahhh-singing? a little now. " With an understanding pat on the back Sara pushed Gueny on out the door.

The chill night air helped clear Guen's head as she walked the short steps to the corral. The horses were all fine. Leaning on the rails of the corral,listening to the soft whuffling and snorts , she reviewed the days events. *Seem to have made a friend* The lonely girl thought.* Haven't done that in a span of seasons. But this woman, there is a bond there -almost as if we had a history. Yet I can't seem to recall meeting her before.Ah, time will test all. And this Kirjath, I wish he would reappear-he seemed one of heart-worth the knowing. He came to the aid of two strangers, without the asking. * Returning to the Inn , she shook Kara, to waken herand send her to bed.

[Kara]

" No.. no mom, I dont want to go to school". Kara felt the shaking of someone and in her dream state, she thought it was her mom. With a sudden shock, she woke with a start."NO!! she yelled and threw up her arms, almost knocking Guen down.The glass went flying over Guen and into the fireplace. With fuzzy eyes she looked around the inn.

"Oh..Where am I..God, I have a headace and a half. The last thing I remember was writing something on a piece of paper, and then walking back to the table." Stumbling is more like it", she heard a patron say.Pulling back her hair and giving the man a dirty look, she said in a quite voice, " I would be careful what you have to say about me", and she bent down and rubbed Rolf neck. "Come on boy, lets get away from this so called man".

Reaching over the table, she grabs the staff, and started stagering to her room.With the help of Guen, and the staff , she was able to get to herroom. Rolf was by her side, carrying the satchel that she left behind." Good boy. I would'nt know what to do without you. "

Reaching in her pocket ,she brought out the room key, and tried to open the door. After the third try, it went in,and she turned the key, and heard the click. The door swang open, and she saw a very soft bed,sitting in the middle of the room and a window over looking the forest. " Just like Hugh said it would look like. Walking in and dropping the staff , she falls into bed and started snoring once more. Rolf pulled her boots off, and waited for Guen to roll her the rest of the way on the bed. After Guen covers her up, Rolf follows her out the door. Looking over at Raza, he smiles.

[Rolf]

The way it looks, I am going to take you up on your offer , and no, I do not snore. I might ask you the same question, but I will be a gracious and not ask someone as beautiful as you.

[OCC]

[Raza]

*Wolves!* Looking at the big Alpha sideways-she takes inventory-*Well, takes about 2 days for the "hor"mones to kick in-but he is very enticing-mmm*

Guen caught the thought and sent *Raz, if you don't take that OUTside, I'll make you very sorry !*

Looking totally innocent , Raz curls around Rolf a few times, *MM-Rolf , shall we check on the horses?* Hound grin over her shoulder, as she opens the latch with a paw, Raz glided out the door.

[Guen]
Weary beyond belief, Guen undressed and climbed into bed.* Would that tomorrow goes well, Lady. Bring Your Blessings on us.Watch over our friend Kirjath.* With that prayer , the girl of the desert slipped into the realm of sleep.

[At a nearby stream]

Blood poured out profusely out of several wounds on the arms of Kirjath. His left arm was quickly becoming numb. Bending down by the stream, he undid a small pouch tied to his belt with his good arm. He poured its contents, dried herbs of a reddish color, onto some wet dirt and mixed them with his fingers into a soft clay. This done, he began to put the clay onto the wounds on his arms, wincing in pain. In the span of a few moments, feeling began to return to his numbed left arm.

Kirjath sat there with his back leaning against a tree, letting the medicine take full effect. He wasn't sure what to make out of all that had transpired tonight. Guen and Kara had reached out to him. They provided him with a meal and then they had fought against the ghouls. As he remembered the fight, a surge of satisfaction rose up within him. Battle gave him a sense of purpose and brought him out of his self-pity.

Walking back toward the Inn, Kirjath wondered whether the women would still be there. As he passed by the stable, he realized that the horses were still there and unharmed. Kirjath sneaked silently into the stable. One of the horses snorted in disapproval, but Kirjath paid no heed. Finding an empty stall, he laid down on the hay, closed his eyes, and the images of his broken homeland returned to him in his dreams.

[After a good nights sleep]

Morning light struck Guens face. Waking instantly, a habit that most desert people had, she saw that Sara had already collected the Elf child.

*Thank the Gods for big hearted women!*

No Raz yet- *Must have been a good night for her to sleep in * Guen thought with a smile. One steaming , luxurious Bath later,dressed in her market clothes, Guen sat at her favorite table by the fire waiting for a huge breakfast. Desert metabolism allowed her to eat almost as much as Hai'nn and sat rib thin. She watched as the wealthier buyers drifted in, making sure they saw her. Bran, the stable boy had already let her know which had been admiring her string.

Guen had picked out a young mare for Kara , a Silver line back with white mane, tail and four white stockings. The mare was flashy , but sound, and trail wise. It was a horse she wouldn't hesitate to ride into danger.She saved back a gelding , too. For some reason , she felt that Kirjath would rejoin them. Other than that her mental inventory left ten mares for sale.

Trained war horses all, they would bring top dollar at the market today, in fact ,if she worked it right she might make her sale here.

*No. that would not give the buyers a chance to bid up the price. Best go on to market after breakfast*

Fingering the rich material of her gown and cloak, she enjoyed feeling well dressed again. Looking like a defenseless woman , often gave her a sharp edge in trading. Men tended to assume a lot , when they focus a on a pretty face and figure. Guen caught the traders speculative glances from the corner of her eye.

*Good , they like the mares.*

Sara brought in her food and one small lad. The elven child had brightened with food and sleep. He still wouldn't talk to any but Raz. Guen told him to eat, and then they would talk. Glancing around, she looked for Kara.Grinning to herself, she thought*I imagine she'll be very enlightening to be around THIS morning.*

[Kara]

Kara woke with a startled look on her face. Her mouth felt like cotton was stuffed down it . She had a bad headache and her eyes were blood shot. Throwing the covers off, she sat up in bed and almost fell over. " Please, quit making the room move so fast". standing up was not that easy. Looking around, she sees a small bowl with a pitcher full of water. stumbling over to the bowl, she pores a little water in the bowl. Placing the pitcher down, she takes both hands, cups them, and brings the water to her face. The cold water hits her face and she shivers." Damn, that waters cold, but it feels better than before. I need a good hot bath . A good soak in a big tub with bubbles and beads full of perfume so I can smell better than Rolf".

Thinking about Rolf, she looked under the bed and around the room. " Now where did he get off to now"? Shaking her head, she walked out of the room and bumped into Sara bringing some towels up. " Well good morning, sleepy head. How are you feeling today". Kara looked up at Sara and while holding her head, she asked " Would you have time to run me a nice hot bath with lots of bubbles and perfume beads, would you? I would be willing to pay for it". Sara laughed and looked at her. "Guen is already downstairs and waiting on you . She has ordered breakfast and is in her "selling clothes". I have already drawn you a nice hot bath, and here are some towels. Now get freshened up and I will tell Guen that you will be down in a bit. Now go on scoot",and Sara pushed Kara into a small room.

Looking around, she saw a large brass tub with clawed feet holding it up. After locking the door, she undressed and slid in. The hot water yielded from her touch, but finally gave in and she lays back, letting the water caress her skin. " That feel so good". Taking a small bottle that was laying near the tub, she pored a little fluid in the water, and stirred it around. "Smells like rose petals". Closing her eyes she slip up past her hair and goes under water. Coming back up, she finds a wash rag and started scrubbing herself real hard. " I can not believe it has been so long". The water started turning from clear to a little dirty. Laughing, Kara said, "I cant believe I was so dirty, But I guess it has been a while. Getting caught in the rain doesn't count I would guess". Finding another bottle marked shampoo, she took a little out and placed a small amount in her hand. Rubbing her hands together, she started washing her hair. Her hair started to change from a dirty brown color to a rich bronze color.

After she was all clean, she got out and dried off. The towels were warm to the touch and big enough for two people to use. Looking around for her clothes, she noticed that they were gone. " Great, now what am I suppose to do? I cant very well run down and ask Sara for my clothes back". Wrapping on of the big towels around her, she unlocks the door and peeks out." Good no one is out there. With her hair wet and only a towel, she ran out of the bath room and down to her room. She was about to go in when she saw Rolf coming up with a silly grin on his face. " Where have you been all night"?

[Rolf]

"Now you look alot better". Taking his nose, he sniffs her around the leg." You smell a lot better too", and he laughs. "Would it be to much to ask , but why are you running around with a towel wrapped around you? And why is your hair wet? Did you get caught in a rain storm in your room? Where was I all night? Hmm..... Well lets say I was with Raza , watching the star.... stables and the horses. Why? Were you worried about me? You could hardly get up the stairs last night. I had to carry your pack , and pull off your boots. You were felling no pain last night", and he turned and started to head back down to the lobby. Turning, Rolf said " I am going to get a little breakfast . I will see you down there IF you can find some clothes".

Chuckling under his breath, he headed down, with his tail wagging. She could hear him say" Hope Raza is there"........

[Kara]

"Smell better huh. Well you just wait my little furry friend. You will get your turn later. Lets see if Raza likes the smell of roses on you".Looking in her back pack, she found a nice pair of jeans and a soft white shirt. Looking deeper, she brings out a black vest with silver buttons and a white pair of socks. "Damn thing, still no boots" and she digs even deeper. "Well , it looks like I am going to have to walk down stares with just my socks on."

Closing the door to her room and locking it, she pulls the towel off and finishes drying her hair. Taking a brush out of the pack, she went about combing her hair. At first the brush was not working to well." Wind blown look", Kara said and laughed. "God I needed that bath. It felt so good". Finally getting her hair combed, she started putting her pants on. They were a little tight, but she was able to get them tied. They were black leather, and they showed her muscled legs. "Not to bad for a half elf" and she reached for the shirt. The shirt was soft, and warm.

Putting it on, she noticed that it only had enough button to go halfway up. It was V cut and very tight around her small waist. Throwing the vest on made it look better, but the vest was cut in a V shape as well. Looking in the mirror, she said "Boy do I look good. Now all I need is a nice pair of boots".

She turned and heard someone knocking at the door. Opening it, she saw a small boy with freckles over his nose and under his big brown eyes. He was standing there holding a pair of brand new black boots. Looking up, the small boy said "Ahhhh..ahh.. Miss, Sara sent me to gather your boots and take them to the leather shop, but you see...ahh.. that is.." Kara looked down at him and saw he was nervous. Bending down on one knee , she smiled and looked into his big brown eyes. "Its ok boy, I will not bit you". What is it you are trying to say"?

The boy took a big gulp of breath and said " Miss. The boots Sara told me to get have fixed..well..The man at the shop..well..he told me that they were to bad to be re..re..fixed up. I ran back as fast as I could and told Sara.well..ah..she told me to go back..ah..to the shop, and ah.. pick out a pair of boots that would fit you..I .. I asked the man at the shop.. and he..he.. gave me these", and he held up a pair of black boots that were beautiful. The soles were hand stitched . The leather was softened by hand . The heel was set up low, and plated with steel, to keep them from wearing out so fast. Taking the boots from the boy, she sat at the end of the bed and pulled them on. "They fit like a glove, and they are so soft". They reached up to her knee and formed around her calf .

Standing up and moving around, she could tell that these were the best boots the leather smith had. Turning to the boy, she asked "How much"? and saw the boy reach into his pocket. Pulling out a piece of paper, she read the note!

[Leather smith]

Kara. Sara has sent this boy over to repair your boots. I am sorry to inform you that they are to far gone. He has left and came back, telling me now that Sara wants him to pick out the best I have. What you see, is the best I have in the shop. If you do not like the cut, or anything about the boots, please follow the boy, and I will fix them up while you wait. The price I have on them are twelve steel. If that is to much, send the boy back with them, and I will do my best to find you a pair, at a cheaper price. Thank you. The leather smith.

[Kara]

Wow only twelve steel for these"? Taking the boys hand, she spun around the room , all the while holding onto the boy. "Weeeee, this is great. Oh, I am sorry". Letting go of the boys hand , she reaches in her coin bag, and pulls out twelve steel coins. Looking up at the boy, she pulls out a five more steel coins and places the twelve coins on one hand and closes his fingers around them." Now do not lose any of those, and tell the Leather smith Thank You". The boy was about to run out of the room, when Kara stopped him. "Hey, I think you are forgetting something". the boy turns with a puzzled look and says " Miss? I don't understand. You have the boots. What did I forget"? Taking the five silver coins, she placed them in his other hand and closed his fingers around them. "This is for your trouble", and she smiled. The boy slowly opened his hands an started counting one.. two.... three.. four.. FIVE.. Five silver?? For me? Kara laughed and said Yes, for you and you only. Now get, before the smithy thinks you ran away with his boots". She watched as the young boy placed the coins in his pocket, and ran out the door.

On her way down stairs , she met up with Sara. "Kara, you did a good thing back there. The boy doesn't have much, with his parents gone. I use him for errands and things around the inn. He doesn't get to many tips, but when he does, he helps all the other children that are like him. Those five coins will feed him and the others for a long time. Thanks again", and she places her hand on Kara's shoulders. Kara thought she saw a tear, but Sara turned away.

Walking over to the table, Kara looked down at Guen, and said " Thank you for helping me last night. I am not use to the spirits. Have you ordered breakfast yet? I am hungry"...........

[Guen]

Looking at the bathed version of Kara, Guen realized she would be fending the men off right and left as they traveled. With a mental sigh , she offered *Yes. Told Sara we'd be fairly hungry. " With a mental slap on her hand , she added " She makes a great Pork Fat Gravy for her biscuits."Watching Kara 's green shade deepen slightly, she supreesed a grin.
br> Breakfast finished, she asked Kara " Are you ready for Market? I must take care of my business, before we leave." The pair gathered the horses that Bran had ready and Guen ran her finger down the front of the specially designed skirt. She showed the Silver Mare to Kara and said "Ready? Let's show them what MY horses can do."

Mounting Hai'nn, she cued the mares and the entire herd danced down the main throughfare, not a step off beat. Proud carriage, gentle manners and bright hides shining, they were the focus of the entire Faire. "Not another horse to compare! " Guen thought ,with sheer joy feeding her body. This was the one true happiness left her -the feel of power in the horse she rode.

Halting in the square she proceeded to put the stallion thru his paces , then signalled each of the mares in turn. By the time the first hour was over each mare was sold to greedy buyers and she had many offers for Hai'nn. The desert girl felt htat she had placed her mares well. Each of the buyers eemed to be one who would care for the horse. Inwardly, she was estatic about the prices they had brought. Turning to Kara, she said "Let us return to the Inn and see what or who we can hire to help us."

[Tigra] "Two miles . By the gods , I can't wait". Pulling her cap tightly over her head, she starts to run. Her skin started getting cooler, and things started to look like a blur around her. "Ahhh it feels great to run again . It has been so long".

Every muscle felt stronger, every breath felt lighter, every heart beat felt like she was alive once again. It did not take her very long to reach Montfort.

[Doug- Sargent at Arms]

Doug stood by the gates leading into Montfort, when he sees a long figure running up fast . "Halt!! You must stop before you are able to enter Montfort". He watches as the figure gets closer and stops in front of him. Looking up, with a sparkle in her green eyes and a smile. He hears her say in a soft voice " Hello Doug".

[Doug],p> "Tigra? Is that really you? My God , How long has it been since you were here last? God, your just as beautiful as the last time I saw you. Do you remember the last time you were here ? It took almost half the garasson to hold you down and throw you in jail. Ahh those were the days. I hope that we do not have to do that again. I am getting to old for that any more. Tell me, what brings you to Montort?

[Tigra]

Smiling up at the guard that stopped her, she said "Hello Doug. Yes , its me. It has been close to eleven years since I was here last. I see that they have made you a Master Sargent. Its about time they saw talent . I always thought the council was blind".

Laughing , her eyes all aglow, she says " Yes, I remember. I also remember the nights we had as well", and she winks at him. " You don't look to old to do the things we use to do". Laughing she added "I will be staying at the Dragons -inn for a few days. If you find time from your busy schedule, why don't you drop by and we can ahh... talk... about the old days", and her tail curled up around Dougs neck. She watched him blush, and it made her laugh again. "My..my. Doug. You didn't use to blush when I did that" , and she gave him a kiss. Turning, she pulled her tail off from around his neck and went in. Without turning she called back "The Dragons-Inn. I will be in the old room " and she slinked away.

[ Day Guard]

" Wow Doug , who in the hell was that. She`s beautiful. Did you get a look at that tail ? I bet shes a beast in bed! I would love to take a ball of string to her....

[Doug] Turning to walk back to his post, he heard one of the lesser guards say something about taking a ball of string to her. Reaching out, and taking the guard by his throat , Doug starts to squeeze the breath out of him. "You listen, and you listen good, you Son of a Bitch. IF I ever hear you say anything...anything bad about her , I will personly take you out in the woods and strip every bit of skin off of your hide and let the ants eat you alive. That young lady has seen more battles, fought more wars, than you,or your kids grandkids will ever see. She is to be respected around here", and throwing him down, he look at the rest of the guards that came close to watch what was going on. " And that goes for the rest of you. Her name is Tigra..Tigra Swift, and If I was you, I would remember that name" .

Spitting near the guard that was laying on the ground, trying to catch his breath, Doug said " I am thursty. Take this so called Guard and place him up in the tower facing the west.I do not want to see his face ever again". Walking away, he heard some of the other guards say, "The west tower? That has to be the lonliest place to be. No one sees anyone up at the west tower". On guard said "Well? You heard the Sargent. Get this man up to the west tower, OR would you rather have him come back and tell you again"? About four guards picked up the man that was still trying to catch his breath and headed towards the west tower. As the group was walking out of sight, one could here a weak plea " No..no..not the west tower...noooo............

[Tigra]

It was not hard to find the inn. A few things had changed over the years, but the Inn looked the same as it did so many years ago. Walking up , she felt the wooden door with her hand . "Hello there girl. It looks like I am home once again". The sound from the Inn made her feel alive again. Glasses being hit together, people talking all at once, the smell of Hugh's wife's cooking lingering in the air. It brought back so meny memories.

Opening the door, with it familiar squeek, she steps in, and watches as all the patrons heads turn to the door. Smiling, with her tail dancing behind her, she walks up to the bar and waits. She didnt have long to wait. Hugh came from out back, carrying an arm load of glasses. With a soft velvet voice , she said " Hello there handsome. Would you have a sauser of milk for this little kitten"? She tried not to laugh when Hugh dropped the glasses on the floor and watched as he slowly turned, to see Tigra sitting by the bar , with her tail in her hand , spinning it around between her fingers.

"Hugh , what did you do this time"? She heard Sara say."It was nothing, just a glass is all", and he ran over to where Tigra was sitting. With a big grin, and both arm open, he pulled Tigra close, and with a big hug, said " Tigra, you little brat, you scared the life out of me. My girl, it has been a long time since I last saw you. You look great". Trying to breath, Tigra let out a little "thanks" before Hugh noticed she couldnt breath.

"Oh, sorry, Its just I am so happy to see you. What brings you back to Montfort. Last time you were here we had "..... Laughing, Tigra said, "I know, and I do apolagize for the last time I was here . If it wasn't for your "Magic bubble" the guards would never have caught me. I still think that elf was cheating at cards. Oh speaking of cards, do you still have "The Widow". I have missed him for to long now. I can pay this time". Hugh laughed, " You could pay last time, but you were to drunk to remember how much you owed. Yes I still have the Widow. It in the back near the rest of the stuff you left behind". Running back into the storage room, he yells at Sara. "Can you clean up the glass I dropped while I am in here"?, He asked sara, while heading to the back .

Sara looks at him , and shaking her head, she brings out a broom, and pan. " One glass he said. One glass. It looks more like all the glasses we have are here". Sweeping the glass she sees Tigra sitting at the bar, watching her. "Did you do this"? Tigra looked up from watching her tail and said "Me? All I did was say hello to Hugh. Its not my fault he's so jumpy", and she smiles a cats smile. "Jumpy huh. I have never seen Hugh jump before now". Shaking her head, she cleaned up the glass and steps out back. Tigra could hear Sara yell to Hugh, " Since when have you been jumpy"? She was not sure what Hugh said, but it brought a laugh from Sara.

Hugh came back from the store room with something that was wrapped in a old oily rag . It was about three feet long and heavy. Laying it on the counter, Tigra unwraped the cloth to see a beautifuly made sword and sleeve. It was made out of the finest steel, Dragon forged, and folded over twenty times, to make the edge razor sharp. The hilt was carver with a Dragons claw, and the claw was holding a deep black globe. The sleeve looked to be made from Dragon skin, and ordained in silver inlay. Tigra picked the sword and shook it around, making figure eights in the air, and swiping the air. One could almost see the air split around the sword, like butter to a hot knife.

"Hello there . I have missed you by my side for to long. It still sings to me Hugh. It has not forgotten the song of death". Placing the sword back in the sleeve, she asks Hugh for a good drink, and some of his wifes favorite meals. Placing The Widows sleeve on her belt, She walked over to the fireplace and finding a table that was unocupied , she pulled out a chair that had no backing -for her tail- and sat down. Placing her feet near the the fire, she felt at home once again. She watched Sara bringing a plate of fresh meat and a large glass of dwarfen ale . Taking a deep drink, and finding it to her taste, she smiles at Sara, and adds " Put it on my tab along with the glasses Hugh broke. I will gather the rest of my things, and pay Hugh tommorrow. I have a few things I have to do first".

She watched Sara walking away, laughing and wispering in Hughs ear. Hugh looks over at Tigra, and smiles, trying not to laugh out loud. Unknown to Tigra, the dwarfen brew left a foamy mustache under her little nose. It made her look like she had whiskers. Reaching out with one fingernail, she started etching a picture of a forest with a beautiful sunset, dipping down into a large body of water into the wood of the table. She didnt pay much attention to the patrons. She would feel if there was going to be trouble. With her feet up, and one hand on her glass, she etched and waited.......

[Guen]

Once back at the Inn,Guen unloaded the parcels she had picked up at the market. Maps and scrolls covered the table, rolling to the floor. She made a production of picking them up and securing them. Raz sent *Not planning on keeping this a secret are you?*

Guen grinned *no . the idea is to draw a few hardy warriorsor a mage or two our way! This is bait.*

With that guen settled down to plan out thier route and supply needs. *Where is Bittea when i need her?* Guen's old friend, a Trail master , bittea would have been a great deal of help.

Just then she heard glasses breaking. Hugh rushed by , running like a hound with it's tail between it's legs.Gazing around to find the cause of Hugh's discombobulation, she speculated when she saw who had caused it...*Mmmmm, I wonder...?

[Raza]

*Think about it Little One. You have a Wolf* this with a definite grin , Raz continued*a Hound , a striking Woman and at least one Man-Is this CAT agood idea?*

Gazing at her companion with love, Raz let a mental chuckle escape. She knew Guen only too well.

[Guen]

*You're right, Razmataz, as always. we really do NOT need contention on this trip.*

With a sigh, the girl returned to the paperwork in front of her.

*I wish Kara would return from the market. she's going to wear out those new boots before she goes anywhere!*

A candle later, Guen sat back rubbing her neck. Looking up she saw the catgirl again. *raz, this one belongs with us.*

Raz lolled a tongue *well, on yourhead be it!*

Pushing back her chair with a decide air, Guen stode over to the other table. "Miss? Excuse me , but would by chance be interested in a job? We are beginning a long journey and have need of several companions to assist in protecting the group and in hunting for provisions. The pay is minimum, but it is steady work."

Guen smiled at the girl, adding "Then too, you'd have the great pleasure of annoying my Companion Raz over there. " Chuckling, Guen indicated Raza,sitting with her back very clearly turned on them.

"My name is Guen WaReen, and I am well known in Mont fort as a tradere of horses. Please inquire and then let us know. We will be leaving before dawn tomorrow. " With a short bow, Guen left the girl to think it over and returned to her table.

Laughing at Raz's insulted attitude, she sputtered "Settle down Raz, After all you can always tree her , if she gets to be too much trouble!"

[Raza]

Giving Guen an extremely annoyed look,Raz strolled outsidde looking for Rolf. Stopping in the stable yard to visit Hai'nn a minute, she stretched and thought*Last night -ahh - that was worth the Time. I wonder where that Dog is now?*

[Guen]

*Now if Kara will just get back we can review this route. I would like to know what Kirjath knows of the area, too. I hope that he is faring well.* Guen was beginning to worry that the warrior might have been more damaged than he seemed.

[Tigra Swift]

Walking up to the bar,she asked Hugh who the young girl was, studying the maps. "Well , that's Guen ,the Desert girl. I know her quite well. About every Season she brings in a group of mares to the market to sell to the very best buyers.She will only sell to a buyer that she knows will take care of her horses. I can tell you this, she had a strange second sight , when it comes to the buyers. Why, I have seen a buyer outbid everyone in the market for one of her mares. She took one look at him and refused the bid.".

Laughing, Hugh went on "The buyer was not happy so he tried to take the mare. He threw Guen a sack of coins, and reached for the mare. Before anyone knew it , the bag was split open and so were the man's pants. Let's just say he will not be standing to relieve himself anymore. She cut off his 'thing ' before the coins hit the ground. It was a sight. They took the buyer to the healing tower,and the coins were passed around to those in need. She has always looked out for the needy. Be it young or old, I have seen her go hungry, but she always made sure that a child would have something in his belly for the night. As for the hound? That is Raza, Guen's Companion. She goes where ever Guen goes. She has a friend as well-her name is Kara Stonewing."

"Now Kara is another thing. She is new around here. As you saw she is half Elf. I do not know too much about her, but from what sara tells me , she is a lot like Guen. She is very pretty, and I think she is about eighteen or nineteen summers old. She has an old staff she carries everywhere , and when she let's go of it,it just stands there, I mean it doesn't fall over. It's like it's stuck to the floor. Sara told me she bumped into it and it didn't even move. It was like hitting a wall, she said. The wolf she has is called 'Rolf' of all things.

Laughing, Hugh asked "Is there anything else you need?"

Tigra said "another glass of your dwarven ale, please?"Hugh pored another glass and she took it back to her table and waited. *I wonder if they need any help?* she thought to herself.

It was getting late in the day and Tigra was getting bored. No one bothered to say anything to her or even smile. "Do I smell that bad" and lifted a hand to her her nose. "Nope, not me.". Taking a drink of her ale, she couldn't help but notice the young girl Hugh called Guen, studying a table full of maps. She saw Guen look up from the maps from time to time and look over at her. Tigra was about to get up , when she noticed Guen talking to her hound, and saw the hound turn her back on Guen. *Raz looks mad* she thought to herself and took another drink.

Etching a few more lines on the table, she didn't know anyone was standing beside her until she heard Guen say "Miss? Excuse me, but would you by chance be interested in a job? We are beginning a long journey and have need of several companions to assist in protecting the troup and in hunting for provisions. The pay is minimal, but it is steady work. " Tigra saw Guen smile. "then too, you'd have the pleasure of annoying my companion, Raz, over there." Chuckling, Guen indicated Raz, sitting with her back turned on them.

Guen finished speaking a few moments later and left. Tigra was sitting there , thinking it over. Tigra heard Guen laughing at Raz and saying"settle down Raz. After all, you can alwasy tree her if she's too much trouble!"

*Too much trouble , huh? We will see who trees who*,and she started walking over to the table to sit down. She watched Raza get up and leave. Dragging her chair with her, she she sat down at guen's table, and with her tail holding the drink, she said "Hello Guen WaReen. I am Tigra Swift.I am interested in your little job, but I think Raza has other thoughts. " Smiling, she asked " Is there not more to your little band? I thought Hugh told me that you have a young half elf with you . He said her name was Kara...Kara Something... Oh, well, it will come to me in a bit", and reaching for her drink , she took asip and waited for a reply.

[Guen]

Leaning back in her chair , with a welcoming grin, Guen spoke-"Tigra, I am glad to have you join us. Hugh spoke well of you." Setting forward over the maps again, guen told the catgirl a little of Kara and Kirjath.

[Kirjath]

Kirjath walked into the Inn with bits of hay still clinging to his clothes.Recognizing Guen amdst the pile of maps, he walked up to her and the catgirl. "Um,hello. I'm glad to find you safe and unscathed from last night's attack. "

Kirjath felt he might of made an error in bringing that up into Guen's conversation."I would join your quest against whoever attacked you...and my thanks to you ...for the meal last night" he quickly added.

[Tigra]

"Well, hello there. i am called Tigra. tigra Swift, and you must be Kirjath. It is nice to meet you." Taking a drink f*om her ale, she let her green eyes look Kirjath up and down. "Not bad , for a human* she thought and sat back down, all the while letting her tail dance. "A fight? And I was not here to help...so is life..."

[Sandanamous]

Outside the Dragon's Inn, one of it's name-sake landed, sillouetted by the sun, which was presently balancing on the tip of a distant mountain, as the day waned. Fanning broad, five-fingered wings, sixty feet from tip-to-tip, with cream membranes, the creature kicked up quite a bit of dust. Freezing for a moment, in an unconcious pose, one might almost of mistaken it for a statue. The horse like head narrowed down to a sleek snout, tipped between the arched nostrile ridges with a short , cream colored rhino style horn. The tips of a pair of fangs protruded from beneath the creatures' lips.The were only one of two white places on the whole beast. Back in the space between it's eye ridges, the row of cream colored one-to-two foot long spine-spikes began, and followed the length of the beast , down it's long supple neck, over broad back, to a few feet past it's tail base.

> There, the slim, cone-like spikes dwindled gradually down as short as four inches. The tail was two-thirds the length of the -twenty five foot long- body, and tipped with a razor sharp, spade shaped tail blade. Powerful hind legs rippled with thy and calf muscles. The huge, thick, cream-colored talons dug into hard packed earth. Hugely strengthened chest held forearms that were just as strong, though more slender, with narrower talons, built for slicing appart prey. Three front toes and one back, were for each limb. Marbelized browns and golds swirrled up its scales, giving the impression of a stone carving. The only hint of life was the bright gold eyes, with startlingly red pupil slits, taking in everything about its surroundings.

This great beast had no gender, it could be either male or female, dragon or dune. It was the only one of its type.

Sandanamous . . . the Sand Dragon.

Finally, it employed its chief power, begining to ripple like a mini sand storm. Body parts melted away, a sand castle under high tide. Melding and shifting until, finally, what stood before the Inn, instead of a Sand Dragon, was a sandy haired youth. All of eighteen was he, bronze skinned, sleek and muscled. Six feet tall, he was clothed in a simple, cream colored tunic, belted with a cord of woven gold. A sword hung at his side. Copper blade, with a hilt of carved, petrified mohogany, it was an unusual artifact. Stepping forward on leather sandles, the straps lacing up his calf Greek fasion, the transformed Sandanamous entered Dragon's Inn.

Sounds and sights, bombarded his eyes and ears, startling to the dragon who was used to silent stone cliffs and deserts devoid of large, noisy life. >He crossed quickly, and selfcontiously, hand straying to hilt as this > creature or that human moved past him, or made a loud noise. Finally, he was at the message board. Would the name be here? Would they have even thought to come to this place? No. It wasn't, and they didn't. Blinking rapidly, Sandanamous turned from the board. Curiously bright eyes stared sadly at the wood floor. Jessica . . . Michael . . . little Fen . . . all gone . . . no telling where . . . With a deep sigh, his gaze returned to the plorethera of sygnatures and writing. One note caught his eye, for no particular reason. Touching it with a finger, he drew its scent to his nostrils. Carefully sniffing, he turned to regard the room. Picking up a faint trail, leading from the Inn's rooms, he followed it until he came to a table with a woman, tiger-woman,a grim warrior and pile of maps.

"Hello," hesitantly he spoke, unaware that he had a soft voice, musical and pleasant to the ear. "Would you like a warrior for your company? I am skilled at fighting, and know some types of magic-working." His shoulders were held back, in a strong posture, though he felt very insecure as a human.

[Kara]

Kara watched as Guen put her horses threw the paces. She looked around and saw so meny shops, so many buyers. There were people everywhere , selling, buying or just shopping. Kara had never been to a festival before, and there were so meny things to see and do. There were street preformers, dancers, firebreathers, and all type of small booths. Some were selling food, while others were seling fine cloth, or jewlery . A few were selling weapons that were told to carry magical powers, but after a few were sold, and found to be fake, the people were ran out of town.

It wasnt to long before Kara found herself buying things she might need for the trip. Some rope, a few sharp knives for cutting, and nice bridle and saddle for her Mare. She made sure that the bridle was bitless.She hated hurting anything. Rolf was right by her side most of the time, when he wasnt wondering off a stealing bits of food from the venders.

Stealing was not really the word . It was more like enticing the venders. Rolf would walk up to one of the venders and give them his starved , sorry look, and they would give him scraps of food . If he found something to his liking, he would drop it on the ground and stick his tongue out , making them think it was not good enough. They would offer him something better, and he would eat it and lick his lips. Then when they were not looking, he would bend down a pick up what he dropped , then go to the next vender and do the same.

" Rolf, Quit that. All that rich food is going to make you sick.And I am not going to hold your head this time. Rolf looked up at her and smiled.

** If I remember right, who was not feeling to well this morning** .

"Well thats because of that Brain freze Hugh gave me. I told him , no alcohol . Thats why I was so sick".

** I tasted that drink . All there was in there was fruit juice and crushed ice, ** and she saw him shake his head and walk over to another vender.

Finding her way around, she happened apon a small shop . At first she did`nt see the door way. But as she turned to go back, there it was. The small faded sign, that hung above the door said " odds and ends" and below that "things of magic". Walking in, she heard a small bell ring. Looking up she said , "Strange, no bell . Looking around the little shop, she saw a few swords on the wall and shields. There was a shelf full of books. Walking over, and picking one up, she dusted the cover off and started reading. " The Book of spellbinding". Reaching for another , it simply read "Spells". Placing the book down, she looked to see if anyone wa there to help.

"Hello..Excuse me, but is there anyone here? She heard a strange noise and turned to see a very strange man looking her up and down .

The old man stood about four foot three. He had very big ears, a long nose, and a sharp chin. Gold wire rimmed glasses stuck down near the tip of his nose,and his golden eyes shone brightly.

"Yes, do you need my help? Why, I could not know, for everything is marked what it is and priced . All you have to do it look at the label and see that".

Looking at one of the books and not seeing any label, the old man said "Those damn scamps , they went and placed a spell on my lables again. Just wait until I catch them, I am going to turn them into frogs. Thats what I will do, frogs..with big warts . Damn scamps"...

Kara heard him say something, and waved his hand around the room. Before her eyes , small white labels started poping up, telling what each thing was, and the price. He looked at her , and then at the staff that she was carrying.

" Are you going to buy that, or just carry it around"? he asked.

" What? The staff? Oh thats mine. I carried it in with me". The old man looked up threw his glasses and smiled a toothless smile. " Ya..ya.. thats what they all say. Now are you going to pay the price, or should I call a Tower guard and have him throw you in jail for theft".

Kara was getting mad at the old man, and Rolf was not very happy as well. Rolf started to growl, but with a swipe of his hand, Rolf shut up.

** What did he do? I cant open my mouth** and Rolf started pawing his mouth ,trying to get it open.

"Old Man.." She started to say, but he stopped her." I am called Morfadon Grunch, not old man. It says so on the sign out front. Now then, If the staff is yours , then you will have to prove it, or put it back from where you got it"!

"Prove it? Prove it? Why you old"... and she stopped and took a breath. "Listen to me very careful Mister Morfadon Grunch. First, this is MY staff. I brought it in with me. Second, if you look real close , you will see that there is no label on it. I am sure that you have cast a binding spell to the label so no on can pull them off. Third, I want you to take the binding spell off of my Wolf, Or I will use this staff to beat on top of your head".

Morfadon backed up and looked through his glasses once more, and saw that the staff was not one of his.

" My apoligies, but one can never tell for sure these now a days".

" I have a few brats that are just studying spells, they are driving me crazy. I thought that you might have been one of them . I am sorry, really. Look around, and if you see anything you like, let me know. I will give you a discount for your troubles. Oh my friends call me Morf". Waving his hand once more, Rolf found he could open his mouth again. He tried to bit Morf, but only bit air when he disappeared.

There was a bit of noise in the back room, and a little cursing as well, and she heard Morf say " never could get that spell right". She laughed, and looked about the shop some more. At last she picked up the spellbinding book and yelled back to the back room. Ah..Morf. I found what I want".

From the back room, she heard him say, "Well place it on the counter, and wait . "Gasp with be with you in a few minites". Kara thought "Gasp? now who is Gasp"?, And before she could get an answer, she saw a soft glow of a blue orb floating near the book. She waited for the orb to move or say something, when a ghostly hand reached out and took the book. She let out a "gasp" and her heart started beating faster.

** Well. Now you know why its called Gasp** Rolf said, then turned and walked to the door. It would not open . **Kara, would you tell this Gasp, to open the door**. Kara turned and gave Rolf a deep look and said "You can wait for me". The book came back from the orb, and Kara saw the label was now gone. Calling back to the room, she yellled " How should I pay for the book?". Morf called back " You must be new in town. Its been taken care of", and then more cursing. Damn scamps". Kara took the book and headed out the door and back to the inn to show Guen what she found.

Turning to look at the shop she came out of, she noticed that the little sign was gone. Walking back, she noticed the door was missing as well. All that stood there was a brick wall, and no marking that a shop was there at all.

Turning back and heading out to the town square, she noticed that her coin bag was a little light. Opening it she noticed she was two steel coins short. In its place were three copper coins . "Well at least he gave my change back". Running back to the inn Kara burst in the Inn with Rolf right behind her, and ran up to Guen. Look what I found" and showed her the book ."Its a book of spells. My mother had one of these". Turning and almost sitting in Tigras lap, Kara jumped up and looked at her. "Oh.. I am sorry. I was not watching where I was sitting. I didnt know Guen had company. I am Kara..Kara Stonewing, and you are..."?

[Tigra]

Wiping ale off of her fur, Tigra stood up and said " Hi there Kara. I am called Tigra..Tigra Swift. You must be Guens companion. This must be Rolf. Guen was right when she said that he was quite a handsome wolf. Guen has asked me to join your little group. With nothing else to do, I thought I might follow you, and see what kind of trouble we can get into. It sounds like fun".

Sitting back down again, she started looking over the maps. "I know a little about this country that you are about to embark to, and I can tell you , its very dangerous. I have seen meny a person go there and never return. Let us hope that we are not one of them. So. When are we going to head out? What I have with me , is all I need" . Taking a drink of her ale, she leaned back in the chair and waited...

[Kara]

Well it is very nice to meet you Tigra. It looks like we are gathering ourselfs a good group".

Looking around the table and seeing that Guen has found maps, she says " I know a little about this part over here", Pointing to a place to the east, "But thats all I know. God, I am so thirsty. Excuse me , I will be right back".

Walking over to the bar , Kara looks at Hugh, and says "Hugh, I am asking for something to drink, and nothing like you gave me last night. A glass of juice is all I want. Nothing but fruit juice". Hugh looked up from wiping a glass, smiled and said " Ok Kara, one glass of fruit juice coming up". Reaching behind the bar, he pores her a tall glass of juice. "Now if you can not handle this, then start drinking water".

Kara gave him a hard look and sipped the drink. " Orange juice. Thanks". She sat by the bar and watched Rolf wanting to go out. She started to reach over and open the door , when a golden skinned boy walks in, and Rolf sneaks out before the door closed. She watched him look around the Inn, then walk over to the board. Turning back , to see where Rolf was going, she heard the boy say "Hello, Would you like a warrior for your company? I am skilled at fighting, and know some types of magic-working." Kara turned back to see that he was talking to Guen.

"Wow. One more to add the the group", and she went bact to sipping on her drink..........

[Rolf]

" Did you hear Tigra called me? Handsum. She thinks I am Handsum. Raz has never said that to me.Cute , yes, but never handsum. By the way.Where is Raz? I think I wil go out and look for her. See if she needs any company" . With that thought, Rolf started to walk out when he all most bumped into a golden skinned young boy walking into the inn.

"Strange looking boy, and he smells funny too... Hmmm"..

Turning, he catches the door before it closes and heads to the stables to find Raz...........

[Guen]

"Kirjath! you're all right!"

Guen almost lost her reputation for calm when the tattered man walked in. She clasped his hand, gladly and gestured him to join them , waving his apologies away as unnecessary between Companions.

Glancing around, Guen was pleased. She told Kirjath to pull up a chair and turning to the gold skinned boy, offered her hand. "I am Guen Wareen. Please, be seated. We are all just now gathering, but I feel we have our company, if all are agreed?" Looking around for acceptance , she continued.

[Kara]

Kara watches as Guen welcomes Kirjath back to the group. Sipping on her fruit juice she looks at the young man as he introduces him self to the Group. He never spoke his name , but he looked to be from the desert as well. "A warrior? He looks to young to have been a warrior for very long. No scars, his stance is a little off, and he looks to be a little frightened by the group", she thought.

"Well frightened might not be the word, more like a worried look. When he first walked in, he headed for the bulletin board, and not straight to our group. It was like he was searching for someone, or something. He even sniffed the note." Strange".

Walking over, Kara offered her hand, and said " It is good to see you again Kirjath . The last time I saw you, you was at the stables , fighting those Ghouls. I hope that everything is ok with you". Looking at the bronzed skin boy, she said Hello, I am Kara Stonewing, and you are? ........

[Guen]

The company was gathered at last. Guen looked around at their faces. It stuck her that this would become her family over the next Seasons, until they either destroyed Jarg, or he killed them. Not willing to speculate on those odds, Guen cleared her throat.

"I thank you all for agreeing to accompany me on my Quest. I think I have spoken to you each individually about my reasons, but feel that you should hear them as a group. If you then decide not to go, it will be understood. But, once committed, there will be no turning back. By associating with me, you will be marked as the walking dead, by any of Jarg's ilk".

Drawing a breath, the Guen continues, "I am sworn to the destruction of Jarg. He killed my family , and ravished our land, making it uninhabitable for many seasons. Many of our folk, have been killed, more yet mutilated and tortured and many starved in winters past , due to his cruelty. He has taken a large grip on the Northland. My will is to break his hold there. I cannot do it by strength, therefore I seek to do it by sabeotoge and gueruilla warfare.Magic if that becomes available to us!"

Looking around at the group, she lowered her head into her hands for a moment, then steeling herself, she continued.

"I owe you the why of my personal vengence. Listen, then, while I tell the tale , as I learned it from my Mother before her death, and then on my own. It is a tale to chill the bones, but tells much of who and what Jarg is."

And so she made a beginning:

Guenyvere's mother called her to sit beside her on the window seat.Drawing her up in an embrace, she began: "Dearest, I want to you to understand about your father's friend, Lord Jarg. You know that once he and your father, Lady Melana and I were best of friends. Jarg has changed, dear, and I want you to understand some of what has happened. " Joanna, Guen's mother began softly speaking.

Melana walked up behind Jarg and wrapped her arms around his chest. Her warmth filled his soul with happiness. Jarg could feel the slight bulge that their child gave her graceful body. Turning to hold her, he gazed out over the Forest. "Are you happy , My Love?" he murmured against her soft chesnut hair.

She laid her cheek against his chest. " I am full with the wonder of it My Lord." With a slight smile, she continued. " Never in all my childhood fantasies did I imagine that "THE GREAT LORD JARG" whom I was to be forced to marry, would turn into the Prince of my dreams! You have fufilled me, given me a child, built these beautiful twin towers to please me and created the walled gardens -all for me? And, greatest of all wonders , you love me! Jarg, how precious our life is to me." Her arms tightened around him.

Jarg often thought of that night , when a few years later Melana fell ill.

She was dying. Through helping a local woman who was bespelled with an old Evil, she broke the spell which had been killing the woman. Unfortunately it backlashed, claiming Melana. Melana was spelled -with none close enough with the strength to break it. She aged at an astronomical rate. Jarg watched as his beloved wife aged daily, failing before his eyes. He began to fear her Death, then as her time grew short, he came to have a terror of Death itself. Melana, despite her own pain, tried to comfort him, but to no avail.

Melana died. All their friends gathered to see her Honored to the tomb.

Jarg's Sword Brother, Reen, a desert Lord, my father, was the one to force him away from the tomb and into the Hall. In the great round hall the two men sat in front of the fire. Reen had waved the others away, giving Jarg privacy.Reen gazed at his dear friend. Sword Brothers since their first Cadet year, Jarg was of all people , most near. What he saw was shocking. Jarg , normally a man from whom joy and life radiated, was now sallow and grim. His swarthy desert profile had gone from handsome well fleshed features, to a dark, hard- beaked profile, mouth a cold slash across the bitter face.

As Jarg leaned back in the great carven chair, Reen could see the veins through his skin as Jarg's hands hooked like claws where they clutched the arms of the chair. His once great muscled frame had become whipcord thin and drawn tight. Reen could only grieve with him. He stayed a full Moon with Jarg, but to no effect. Jarg shut out everyone, even Reen. He sent the twin boys to be fostered at the High Kings court, dismissing all the servants, doing his best to empty the towers that had once been filled with happy voices. He drove friends away with fits of anger, Reen restraining him and apologizing for him.

Tears started to fall down Guens cheek ." Are you alright"?, Kara asked. Looking up, she shook her head "yes", wiping away the tears,she cleared her throat and said "Sorry". Then she went on....

One night , he finally turned on Reen, drawing his sword on his friend. Reen disarmed him and dumped him in the horse trough. The episode made him realize he couldn't reach Jarg now.After Reen left, Jarg's life feel apart. The once great mind began to twist-always looking for a way to defeat death. He spent months seeking out wizards, sorcerer's and mighty mages, following obsure clues to gain any knowledge. Then , as the King's spring Call to Arms went out, Jarg appeared again, seemingly normal. The Sword Brothers did not renew their friendship, however.

Reen watched Jarg all spring , his thoughts ever more concerned. Something was different. Jarg smiled again, but the smile never quiet reached his eyes. He progressively became more vicious at practice. The troops began whispering about the violence of his punishment for minor infractions.The summer campaigns passed. Jarg won battles with an amazing regularity. He returned to the Court, feted by all as the conqouring Hero.

As Autumn council approached , the Lords began to speak uneasily to Reen.Their concern about Jarg's behavior echoed Reen's own. Many were gathered at Court for Council.

One night Reen was enjoying a quiet time , feet being toasted by the fire, a good book in his hands, when there was a knock on the heavy door of his suite at the castle. Samah, his valet , answered the door and showed Jung and Nichols in, two of the Council members. Rising , Reen said "Welcome, my friends! Will join me by the fire? Samah, something to drink!" Once Samah had provided the libations Reen sent him to bed for the night.

After a few minutes of polite chit chat, Nichols cleared his throat-"Reen,do you trust us?" he quierd in a worried tone. Jung leaned forward, hovering on the answer.

Reen steepled his fingers, tapping his mouth. Golden eyes gazed steadily at the two men. "You are here concerning Jarg, are you not?"

Leaning back, Jung smiled grimly at Nichols. "I told you he knew what has been happening."

Reen talked to them for over a candle about the cruelty Jarg was displaying. "So, it is deeper than we thought." Shaking his head, Reen leaned against the mantle.

Turning back, he said "Lords, you must needs understand - Jarg and I grew up together. We married Ladies who were strong friends, had our children in the same years, our wives even had twins at he same time we-we-were Sword Brothers, by the Gods!" Sweeping the books off the study table, Reen paced angrily. "How can I be the one go to the King about this?-No- someone else must do this thing."

Nichols came up, carefully placing a hand on the tall desert lord's shoulder. "Reen , there is none else that will be believed. The King trusts you, beyond all others. You are known to all as an honest man. His Majesty will believe you, We MUST prevent Jarg from gaining power, he wil..."

Jung interrupted-"There are stories making the rounds , Reen , of traffic with the Dark. Jarg has bene grievious wounded , yet has not bled.Servants disappear. Strange lights are seen at the Towers. The people are afraid."

Nichols took up where Jung left off.

"We must convince the King. Jarg doesn't just win a battle, he razes the entire countryside to the ground." Fear and repugnance quivered in Nichols voice. "Reen, Jarg is no longer the honorable worrior we knew. He has changed. he belongs to the Dark now. We have to stop him."

Reen thought for a few minutes. "Jung, my friend Nichols- we go in to the winter. There will be no battles now, until spring. Give it that time to prove true. I can do no more. If he continues his course then I will speak to the High King. I give you my Word." The two Councilors weren't happy, but were forced to conceed if they were to have Reens backing in their plan.

Reen returned home to his family for the winter.

Safe in the Keep with Joanna and the children, life was good. He watched the children grow and mature. What a joy they were! Ferrin and Schererhorne were young, but had seen two seasons of battle. They were both tall, true desert stock, with golden skin and eyes, shocks of thick black hair worn in their warrior braids. Hearty laughter filled the halls when the boys were home. And young Guenyvere! How beautiful she was-laughing -trusting the world; competeing with her brothers in training the great war stallions from the Steppe; dancing the nights away with a train of young neighbor Lordlings over Yule tide.

The laughter at the board each night in the great Hall , brought much joy . The new baby Randall was passed from lap to lap, never being put down long enough to cry, even. Reen and Joanna were truly blest.

The spring Call came again. As time passed stories of Jarg's atrocities grew. Reen and the others spoke to the King, but he was too pleased with the new territories Jarg was gaining for him to be willing to listen. Finally in a fit of pique, he ordered Reen out with Jarg "If you think he's so full of Dark, then go control him!"

Keeping uneasy boundaries, Reen traveled with Jarg as the campaign moved forward. Much there was to turn the stomach of the noble Reen.

But he forbear speaking until the attack on Zamara. The small militia that faced them fought well and bravely. They surrendered with dignity , asking only that their families be spared. Jarg, high and black on his stallion, smiled at the Captain."Yes, my fine Warrior, "He answered, "They will receive the same kind treatment as you and your men." Turning his back on the man, he screamed at his troops- " Destroy them all! Lay waste to this land! Kill all, men , women and children. Leave me not one standing to tell of a life without Jarg in power!"

Reen , soul shattered with horror at what his friend had become, screamed out, "NO! By all that's Holy, No! You will not do this , Jarg! I am your friend and Sword Brother and I say you will not do this Evil!"

Wheeling his great War horse around with his knee, he spoke to the men. "This is evil. We fight for Right-not like this. I call upon you to lay down your arms. You know what is right-do it- in the name of the High King- Lay down you swords."

Reen's pleas touched the souls of even the most hardened soldier. The sound of swords clattering to the ground or being sheathed reverbrated over the battle field.Turning back to Jarg, Reen pleaded "My friend, I beg you, turn from this path you have chosen. Come back to us!" Jarg, with a dead gaze, replied "It seems the tide has turned , Reen. You remember this day Reen, For I will right it."

Taking a drink of ale that Hugh brought to the group, Guen took a deep drink, and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she went on.

"Autumn council drew all the great Lords and their families to Court. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jarg spent hours convincing all and a sundry that he had reformed. He became his old gay, charming self. He even made overtures of friendship to Reen, who remainded politely distant.

Jarg stayed for the final ball before all scattered to their individual holds for the winter. Jarg publicly sought out Reen, and going down on one knee, apologized, begging forgiveness. Finally accepting the change in his old friend wholeheartedly, Reen forgave him. "You will come to spend the Yule with us, Brother? You know Joanna, will greet you with open arms!" They parted on the best of terms and the rest of Court , following Reen's lead, forgave him as well.

Here, Guen's mother stopped. Little was Guen to know that her Mother's part in the story would soon be over.

With a voice choked in emotion, Guen tried to continue. stepping outside herself and the memories , she went on, as an outsider telling the tale:

Little was heard of Jarg , as life went blithely on at WaReen Hold. The twins were sprouting their first beards-Joanna could now keep Gueny in skirts for a short while, rather in her brother's hand - me - down hunting gear and year old Ranald was bravely venturing from bench to bench on his own.

Excitement sparked the Hall. Yule was approaching and all the small secrets were flying from mouth to ear and out again. There were expeditions to find the mistletoe, and gather the greens - holly and ivy- to dress all the Keep. While the cooks--Ahhh-the smells that wafted up from below the stairswere heavenly!

Gueny was in a constant of excitement, and Now, best of all, her cousin, whom she had yet to meet was coming! Kara would be staying the season. Finally! Another girl to share gossip and finery with! She had friends, but a cousin? It would be almost as good as a sister! Let the boys beware!

It was a busy time. One stormy evening as the family gathered around the huge fire, Lord Jarg was announced. Joanna exploded into a flurry of welcome-throwing her arms around his neck, then bustling to get him settled."Now ,Jarg!" She admonished. "you will be staying the Yule with us. If you think I shall let you escape again , you do not remember me well!"

Welcoming his man Rocler also, she showed them to chambers upstairs"Shake off the dust and then join us downstairs, I'll have cook prepare dinner for you".

Half a candle later, Jarg came down to join them. In answer to Joanna's enquiry about Rocler, he said "He was weary and would rest awhile. I hope that does not offend , My Dear?" "No, no. I hope he rests well." Little Joanna was truly happy to see her husband and his best friend on good terms again.The man made her uneasy tho. She didn't like the hidden look in his eyes. It some how seemed cold and dead.

The storm continued outside. The guards all huddled within the small shelters on the battlements, staying as warm as possible in heavy weather like this. It made it very easy for Rocler to open the postern gate , allowing Jarg's men to slip through. Within moments the walls and battlements were theirs.

Meanwhile Jarg, at his most charming, was regaling the family with tales of Court. Young Gueny hanging on his every word. She was fast becoming enamoured of this handsome Lord. it almost made up for the weather holding up the arrival of her cousin

Rocler stepped through the arch of the Hall with sword drawn. Seeing this, the men reached for swords already racked for the night along the far wall."Ah-ah-ah!" Jarg shook a finger at the group. "Do not move if you value your women folk." Signing to his men, who had followed Rocler in, he said "Bind them."

Guen took a deep breath and looked around the group. They were sitting, standing there holding on to every word she said. She felt like it was someone else telling her tale as she spoke once more. Small bumps ran up her arm and down her leg, making her shiver.

" Do you not think I did a most excellent job of acting, My Lord?'" He Taunted Reen. "Even You believed me!" With a scornful laugh, Jarg walked over to Reen. "Now, my "friend" you will spend tonight paying for my humiliation." Rocler handed Jarg his great sword. "Now, the pain begins ."

Indicating the twins, he had the soldiers hold them with arms extended, then hacked off first their legs then arms. As the lifeblood gushed from their veins and their screams echoed in the great hall, he took their heads. Then reaching, tearing open the chest of the bodies , he clutched their hearts and devoured each in turn.Tears rolled down Reen's face. "Jarg, they were yet children in their first beards!"Anguish reverberated in Reen's voice.

"All the better pleasure , my friend." Next he took young Ranald from Joanna's arms. Joanna glanced at her Lord, then set her features."Yet another angel of good." Jarg sneered. "Let me change that, then you , my dear Joanna will be next." Holding the child by his feet he battered it's head against the rocks of the wall, throwing the broken baby aside like a doll. Joanna , power surging through her muscles in her grief, broke free and lunged at Jarg, when suddenly a crossbow bolt bloomed in her chest. "Noo-ooo!!"The word was torn from Reen as he watched the lifeblood drain from his beloved's body. Jarg cursed , striking the soldier who loosed the Arrow. "You , Fool! She was to be mine,a long slow death,now she has died cleanly. You shall not!"

Jarg stood before me. Tipping my chin with a hand, as I tried to fight, he told the men "Take her upstairs."

He stood looking at Reen a moment. "Do you hurt yet , Reen? It's not yet over.I will have my pleasure, then my men will have theirs here, where you can watch!" Heartless laughter hung in the air as he went slowly up the stairs. Reen heard no sound, until a sudden sharp scream rent the air.

Guen shook, sitting at the table. Deathly cold,even with the heat from the fire, she struggled to go on. Kara saw her shake and taking her robe off, she threw it over her shoulders.

Hours later, Gueny lying in a bloody heap on the floor-her father's bonds cut deep into his arms and throat, Jarg , saitieted finally, spoke."I will not kill her , Reen. She can earn her way as only tarnished goods can. The pride of your Great House is done , my friend. But your time, is finally at an end." He signalled to his men to take Gueny out. Lighting a brand from the fire , Jarg walked aroung the hall, igniting any thing that would burn. Walking away, Jard said "And so goodnite my friend." Reen said nothing, only fixed golden eyes on Jarg as he left.

The next spring, high on a hill, Jarg was gloating. "Destroyed . This is the end of our enemies, Rocler. We have searched out and destroyed all of Reens' line. None have survived." Rocler asked "What of the girl, Milord"? "Bah, she can't have survived a week in this-those pampered castle women are helpless to care for themselves." With that they rode down from the hill.

Over the next years, Jarg no longer served the King Over the Montains., but took the Steppe and Forest for his own. His name became a horror-It was confirmed that he was dedicated to the dark He seemed invincible. Then came a time of Revenge.

Guen's words stopped . The voice of a Bard left her, and her body slumped over the table. Her head buryed in her arms that were crossed on the table.Everyone could tell she was crying, but no one moved. A few tears were wipped away, a few prayers were said under someones breath. Some looked away,afraid that they might say something wrong. A few held their breath, while white nuckles could be seen holding the hilts and staffs tightly. Not a glass was lifted, nor a sound was made, until Guen lifted her head.................

[Kara]

Kara sat there listening to what Guen had to say. It was heart breaking to hear about the things she went through, but she had to tell the group, to make them understand why she was seeking revenge.

Finally Kara spoke.

" As I see it, we have only one option. We are going to follow Guen to where she can find this Lord Jarg and let her take her revenge on him. I have heard a few things about This Jarg, and all of it wasn't very good. I also belive he was the one that murdered my parents as well".

Placing her hand in the middle of the table, Kara said "Guen, I am taking an oath. I will follow you to the ends of time, or until we meet our fates. This is a promise that I place on my mothers and farthers grave. You may do with it as you wish."

[Tigra]

Not wanting to be outdone, Tigra places her hand-paw on top of Karas, and Said " I too will follow you, until I am no longer needed or my fate meets me eye to eye."

Her tail danced behind her. A small thing it did when she was very excited about something. "I place my hand in good fate, and let no one say that I do not keep my promise," and her other hand holds the hilt of the widow, with the blade showing enought , meaning she meant what she said. " Will anyone else place their hand on ours to show their fate to Guens Quest?" Standing there with her hand on Kara, she could feel the young girls hand shaking........

[Sandanamous]

He had listened, heart and soul, to her story. Too many people, creatures, -beings-, had he known, that had went through the same horrid things. Finally, he was being given a chance to do something about it.

Standing, he locked eyes with Guen. "Now, I think, is the time to tell my nature."

His soft voice took on a deep, grave tone. "Guen, you have a dragon on your side. One that will follow you to the ends of Iffrean, and beyond. I am yours to command, powers, skills and knowledge. Please accept this offer, in the hopes that I can, in some small way, help you reach your goal." He added, almost to himself, "Far too often have I seen -good- people suffer." Bowing gracefully, he added his hand to the three womens, pressing gently, golden eyes still staring into Kara's.

[Kirjath]

Out of the mire of confusion, purpose knocked on Kirjath.

Here and now he could help someone take revenge on a killer. He wished he could do the same but had no clue as to what had happened to his people. It was frustrating. Gritting his teeth with resolve, Kirjath joined the company. "I will be there for you, too."

[Guen]

Warmth washed through Guen at the intensity of the Oath the Fellowship had taken. Standing , she slid the Sword of her once Great House from it's worn sheath on her back. Holding it to the light that caused the ancient hilt to gleam and send forth sparkles of gems, she spoke , in slow and solomn cadence.

"I , Guenyvere Maharreea N' Wa Reen, do accept your Oathes of Loyalty unto the Death. I , in turn, do Swear upon the Honor of my House, that I will serve you to the best of my ability. I will seek always the best interests of the Fellowship, so long as it does not interfer with the accomplishment of Jarg NoirCour's destruction. I will give Life for Life, Blood for Blood, for each of you here Sworn. YOU are now my House. You are now my Blood, and you have all the Rights that declares." She gazed deep into the eyes of each one of the beings gathered. Even Rolf and Raz, who laid quiet at her feet.

"I further swear this Company to the Destruction of Jarg Noir Cour and all that he stands for. We will pursue him until our dying breath and reach for his throat, even as we lay dying!" With that she laid her hand upon the others, then was silent.

Stepping back, she broke the spell of the moment. "Now-we need to leave, as quietly and stealthily as possible-after our display just now. Kirjath, I have a mount for you-I need you mobile. Have any others need for mounts-?" Smiling grimly , she went on-"Don't worry ,it will come out of your salary."

" We go North-through the pass by Mysthaven, then Northeast through the Badlands to Arrowind Abbey. It's a hard path, but one we are less likely to attacked on. At the Abbey , there is a cleric who has been researching Jarg -hoping to find the Source of his power. Where we go from there depends on what has been found."

"Kara , you are so goooo-dd at the Bazzaar," Guen smiled at the small woman" would you and Kirjath pick up supplies?-We need camp food for the first seven day, and then pack rations beyond that." She handed the half-elf a sack of coins.

" Kirjath, we especially need salt , to handle any meat we may need to carry. Gather any tools you deem necessary for your work, also. You need to gather what back packs and gear we might need should we lose the horses."

Turning to Tigra, she asked, "Tigra , would you mind seeing to grain and a repair kit for tack?-We will have to carry grain through the badlands. You will all find the mules in the stable yard. I want to leave 3 or 4 hours before daybreak-Bran will let us out a small postern he knows, that is seldom watched." Placing another bag in Tigra's care. She laid a hand in thanks on the girls shoulder.
,br> Guen finally leveled her gaze on Sandanamous. "May I call you Sand, Sirrah?" One must always be polite to a Dragon. " Your name is great and beautiful , but my poor tongue twists and stumbles on it. I am truly glad of your company. Kara here, has aquired a book of Spells and I hoped that you would know of a shop in which you might pick up any supplies that she would need and any you might think of. ?" She bowed respectfully in his direction , then placed a final bag of coins in his hands.,br>
"We meet here at dusk , to rest and eat. I need to see to the horses and consult with an old friend about Jarg. Take care, my Friends." With a sign to Raz, she headed for the door.

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