Rancorr's Tales: Comeuppance, part 7

Rancorr's Tales
Comeuppance, Part 7.

At my insinuation, the cadre of Blood Chalice mercenaries charged down the steps to impart death unto my new friends. While the rest of the mercenaries descended on my friends, one of them was cautious enough to keep an eye on me. He was, of course, the first to die.

Down the stairs, battle had been joined. The second guard fell to the deadly arrows of Tallon, and I slew another with a sincerely thrown dagger. After that, it was all Vreen. His battle prowess was displayed in all its lethal skill and ferocity.

Vreen met the cadre of Blood Chalice mercenaries with his long sword at the ready. He stood with confident poise, despite the fact they outnumbered him three-to-one. As we were to discover moments later, those odds were quite unfair to the mercenaries.

In three quick strikes, Vreen felled them each. For all my trickery and subtleties, I couldn't match Vreen's brute force. The remains of his handiwork lay crumpled in a grotesque display of crimson and white as he strode up the stairs to meet me. He was as he had said - just a warrior; no more, no less. Well, he very good at his job, and I felt better about our little retributive romp into the Black Mace Temple. Apparently he was not comforted by my effort as I was by his.

"Just what in the name of the gods did you think you were doing, Rancorr?" asked Vreen, as the others dragged the corpses (or what remained of them) into the shadows. "That was impetuous, rash, reckless and heedless of danger! You could have got us all killed!"

"I know. Yet it all turned out in our favour, did it not?"

Vreen only snorted and muttered beneath his breath. Apparently he did not approve of my tactics. So be it, I thought; all's well that ends well.

Having dispatched and concealed the initial group of guards (and a few more disapproving looks aimed in my direction), we pressed on into the dark hallways of the Black Mace Temple. As we entered the unknown, I pressed the issue with Vreen.

"Besides," I whispered, "It was fun."

He didn't like that comment either.

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