In a out-of the way castle in the middle of nowhere on the East Continent of Jade, one would swear that a war had just taken place. There were beaten and broken undead all about, bits of the zombies scattered all about and/or broken into an unrecognizable mesh of pulp, rotted clothing, rusted armor, and broken weapons.
However, while there were all indications of an all-out war, that was just not the case. All of the damage was caused by one woman on the warpath. A rather pissed, nasty, annoyed dwarven fighter.
G'nolga had already spent half a week walking and searching, yet she still had no clue as to where she could find those two children. Not too many people that she asked knew what she was talking about, or would even associate with her.
Still, if those that were 'law-abbiding citizens' would not help her, than she would have to get help from those that were more 'under-handed' and into 'shady dealings'...
And that it exactly what brought G'Nolga to Rook's Keep. She had worked with the Undead Knight of the East in the coupe that had gotten her disgraced and destroyed her honor. However, while that was not a memory she looked fondly upon, she knew Rook had his resources. Hopefully, he would be home... After all, she knew that Rook was 'destroyed' and she did not want to have to waste her time searching his keep for anything that would help her track down those meddling kids. And once she had their then she could continue on her way...
G'Nolga pushed the large wooden double-doors of the small fortress opened. The dwarven fighter bellowed at the top of ehr lungs. "ROOK!!!!"
Getting no answer, G'Nolga decided that if she was going to get anything done, then she'd have to look for the Undead Knight herself. Striding further into the fortress, G'Nolga's eyes narrowed in annoyance as she saw a grouping of a half-dozen Ghost Knights that were gaurding a large, intricately carved set of double doors. "What an annoyance..."
The Ghost Knights were no problem for G'Nolga. They were large, but they weren't all that dexterous. With a few good dodging movements, G'Nolga could easilly get out of harms way. And with a few good striked with her staff, the Ghost Knights more or less fell like dominos to her, the magical energies keeping the souls in the armor were disruped as she smashed them with the metal ends of her staff.
Once all had fallen to her, G'Nolga roughly pushed the doors open, revealing a throne room. "ROOK!!!"
And indeed, Rook was there. Sitting on a slightly tarnished metal theone, the Undead Knight of the East sighed and had his hands clasped and on his lap. "Well, well... G'Nolga... What a... 'Pleasent' surprise... From what I heard you had, more or less, joined the ranks of my people..."
G'Nolga snorted. "Don't be an idiot. Do you honestly think I would let myself fall in combat with anyone else BUT Julia?"
Shrugging her shoulders, Rook said, "Well, G'Nolga, when we last worked together, it was up to ME to keep your old, withered, dwarven ass from biting the big one... Remember that," Rook growled, "Lycanthropoid's small automaton?"
G'Nolga winced and growled at the memory. She was about to strike Julia's two students, the jagwere and that girl down when Rook had saved her, sliced some small metallic creature that was about to decend on her. "Never mind that, you undead waste of space! I need help!"
Shaking his head, Rook said, "G'Nolga G'Nolga, G'Nolga... What makes you think I owe you anything? We both got screwed over by Tirant's plan, and I already saved your life once..." Leaning forward, he said, "If anything, it is you who owes me..." His eyes sparkled momentarilly with a red light.
Momentarilly because G'Nolga had punched Rook's head into the wall behind him, having moved with a speed uncharacteristic of her. "I see someone doesn't have their little teleportation trick..."
Rook growled. It was true. He had gotten rid of that enchantment on his armor since it was proving to be more of a hinderance than a help, especially the last time, when the Armsmaster's daughter Brianna, and that small, defective jagwere Sheila used his armor's teleportation against him, to freeze him, and break him apart. Pulling himself back together was quite a task, but he had managed it. "That was rather uncalled for, dwarf..."
Smiling, G'Nolga said, "You do realize without your spell, you're more or less prey for me to hunt, don't you?"
Narrowing his eyes back at the dwarven fighter, Rook sneered underneath his face-mask. "What of it, G'Nolga?"
Relaxing her stance, G'Nolga said, "Well, undead, look at it this way... As soon as I get what I need, the sooner I can leave you in peace to do whatever it is you're planning..."
Rook was silent for a moment. He knew that there was probably no way he could get out of this encounter intact unless he gave into the disgraced dwarven Weaponsmaster's demands. "All right, all right... Yeesh, what is it you need, G'Nolga?"
G'Nolga became serious. "I need you to give me something to find two certain people I'm looking for..."
Rook raised an eyebrow to this. "Would this have anything to do with that rumor of you biting the dust..."
G'Nolga's eyes narrowed as she glared at Rook. She mentally vowed to tear him apart as soon as he helped her. "You could say that..."
Rook nodded his head in understanding. "I think I might have something..."
"Why not, she deserves it."
"Would you want someone who can fight mom to a draw to get angry at you?"
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(Posted Fri, 16 May 2003 18:18)
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