An Eshu's Tale
by David Fox, alias Aeron Trueblade, Knight to House Liam
If I may.. I will tale a tale about Nobility,
I was sained in a peaceful community in Saskatchawan
known as the Barony of Rolling Wheat
Our Baron, and Eshu of great age and wisdom ruled fair and just
and our Barony Flourished as much as it can
my Motley hunted nightmares and our swords were bright and clean of blood
because the nightmares feared our Barony
Our city in the mundane world flourished
then one fateful night a trod opened
and THEY stepped through
clad in Armour of the blackest Onyx
Clara interrupts ad asks "who were they?"
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they were Sidhe
claiming this was their land before they left for Arcadia
their leader was Theon DarkRaven
A dark man, and the other 5 were his knights
He walked into our Court
wearing a Wonderous Treasure from the Dreaming,
as did all his knights
we were all assembled, as it was Imbolc
and then he spoke.. his voice dreadful and commanding
This is my Court. It is mine by Right that I am Sidhe. Any who challenges my right will be "educated"
Then our Baron, my mentor Stood up
and asked why if this was his barony, why had he neglected it?
"what did he say?"
and Darkraven, and his knights responded by Drawing their Weapons
calling him Traitor, and then My mentor was attacked
Drakraven stood there and watched his knights attack him
and my mentor forgot who he was
they took him out of the hold and sent him away, and he continued on with his mortal life.
"you mean they beat the fae out of him? or he did something he normally wouldnt?"
To this day we do not know.
Darkraven took the throne
and the nightmares returned, foul Chimerae
So my Motley took up the mantle, and hunted Chimerae
and any who voiced that when my mentor was baron, we hadn't any nightmares.. Darkraven replied that we were (the Barony) breakers of the Escheat and that these nightmares were punishment sent from the Dreaming
this continued on until 2 years later.. My motley was summoned to the court
It was well known that I did not care for the Baron.
But I followed the Law and obeyed his commands
as was my station
"but he was bad?"
I will not state what he was/was not.. you can draw your own conclusions
So we arrived at Court
Darkraven Accused ME, and my Friends of being the source of the Nightmares
in front of the Barony
WE were spawning them
WE were seeking to undue the peace that we had worked to protect
we had betrayed them
it almost worked..
The court almost believed him.
I could not stand the injustice
in all my lives I had NEVER seen such Tyrrany
and I stood in the Spot that I kneeled at Spoke
" I am a loyal Servant of the King. I serve the Dreaming and Protect those who need protection, You, my Lord, are A Traitor"
the court fell silent
I regret saying those words.. but it needed to be done
The Baron Darkraven Rose
and spoke
"Trueblade, you are vile, and so in the name of the King I challenge you to Mortal Combat. Let the victor decide who is true to the Dreaming"
at that he drew his sword
and a space was cleared for the battle
in a field of wheat that my Boggan friend carefully tended
I took up my sword and fought
we fought for hours
and then, as my lowthrust sent his gleaming scimitar flying
he stabbed me in the side with an Iron Dagger
I staggered back, appaled
and he stood there.. smiling..
I tripped over an errant tree branch, and fell
then he loomed over me, his iron dagger aiming for my heart
my mind racing I desperatly searched for a way out.. a way not to die in vain,
my hand closed over the hilt of a sword.. and glamour Jolted through my very being
"ooooooooh"
and he missed
Clara cheers
Darkraven fell to the side.. his own sword.. a treasured Artifact of the dreaming, one that would only obey him
had betrayed him
The entire court stood silent
Darkravens knights stood dumbfounded
I stood up, on weary feet and raised the Scimitar in the air
and spoke:
"I swear, by the blood that flows onto this ground That I Aerion Trueblade serve The Dreaming. I am The Protector of the meek, defender of dreams"
Count Darian Strongstar enters Orchid Grove. "Good evening, peers Noble and Common"
"shh, stroytelin time."
"he's tellin us all about the time he saved the whole dreaming singlehanded!"
"I will not rest until Balefires grow bright again."
I looked down upon the ground and saw Darkraven, defeated and cold and felt sorrow
I shed many tears that day.. for his poor Soul and the Souls of his knights, twisted somehow
then.. someone brought forth my mentor.. the one who had forgotten
and the kind old man took my hand and said this:
"You did what needed doing.. Though it wasn't the norm it needed to be done"
and then I looked not at the face of an old man, but a face of youth
Orchid Grove wispers "change IS good, afterall..."
He took up the sword
and I knelt down
He spoke with words that Echoed through the entire Barony..
Count_Darian chuckles softly, but remains quiet and leans against the tree he appeared by
"Trueblade, You have restored our hopes, and our Barony. I knight thee Sir Aerion Trueblade, the Bearer of Immolotius, and defender of Dreams. Go forth shine your light to all”
I was given my sword back, and then I departed
Thus ends my tales
weither tragic or not, it is yours to decide
Clara bubbles over... "where did you go? Did you kill darkraven?"
Orchid Grove asks also "you took your own sword intead of that pimpin blade that helped you against its master?"
No, Immolotius is the Artifact
* Trueblade points to the sword at his side.
I traveled far across the Kingdom of Ice
to a city called Halifax
where the Court of Shining Waters is
and here I am the Knight Errant
I defend this Barony from approaching Winter, and nightmares.
So I leave this tale open, the last word is never spoken.
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