Post by jacobi on Jun 3, 2009 12:04:33 GMT -5
Jiemunda calmly stepped in front of the gates of feinster. At the top were sharp spikes and spearheads,that looked ready to impale an intruder. "okay, thank,jie"he thought to himself using his nickname. "i am here to visit an uncle"he thought. Walking up to those gates took courage,but jiemunda had plenty of it. Two guards stood guarding the gates. The first one was shorter then the other one with short black hair,while the other one was taller and older with short red,curly hair. "whats your business in the city?"the older man asked, raising his pike slightly. "i am visiting an uncle"jiemunda replied confidently. "whats your name"the younger man asked him. "thats none of your business"jiemunda said defiantly. The shorter one said nothing while the taller one narrowed his eyes. "You will tell me your name or be thrown in a cell!"the older guard practically screamed at jiemunda,giving them attention. "Xavier alleg" he answered through gritted teeth. "we will be keeping an eye on you,Xavier alleg"the older man said with a malicious look in his eyes. The younger one still said nothing but let jiemunda go. "what bastards!"he thought angrily,as he walked into the city.
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Walking quickly down a small ally,was jiemunda with his face lowered and purse kept close. He noticed everyone he passed stared at him like a pack of hungry wolves while clenching some form of weapon or another. "i would love to see a thief try to cut my purse right now"he thought,almost wishing it would happen. Uncomfortable with the hostile glares he walked faster out of the ally. Turning a corner around a small shack,he saw a large building on the far east side of the city. "that must be the cathedral"jiemunda realized with dread. "I'm going to try to infiltrate that?" he wondered in amazement. Kicking through the hard snow,he quickly covered a hundred yards in five minuets. "i need provisions" he said out loud,hoping to convince himself not to go to the cathedral. Seeing a friendly looking boy,he walked over to him. Do you know where i can buy provisions?" he asked the young boy. "Or maybe a inn?" The boy looked at jiemunda seriously. For several minuets he was deep in thought,finally he pointed to a small inn entitled the gold coconut. "wonderful,the golden coconut"he thought to himself. "thank you" he said to the boy and tossed him several coins. Walking torwards the small inn he noticed the sign on the doorway. It had a old man cracking a golden coconut. Walking inside he quickly rented a room for the night.
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Jiemunda woke up early in the morning and quickly got dressed and belted his sword on. A moment later,he stepped out of the inn,to the beginning of a blizzard. "good!" it will give me time" he thought. He started to run tor wards the cathedral,but immediately stopped as three dozen soldiers walked pass him. "whew!" "that was close"he said out-loud,relieved. Stepping for wards their was a crackle. "huh"jiemunda said thoughtfully backing up he picked up a large wadded up scroll. The title was: AGENTS OF THE ICARIAN EMPIRATE UPRISING It read:
witnesses:
Matthias orian
Adam tae
Natalie gholdon
survivors:
Joshua font
confirmed:
Ema rowgha
roran garrowsson
Erik uia
arise holter
morsa Rae
suspected:
natha tryol
gorik tasal
yenton flogh
rentye hui
warger falh
iow fertrude
Torrin icexburg
As jiemunda quickly went trough the names,his heart stopped at the last name: Jiemunda baskla. Suddenly he fell to the street clutching his ears as a terrible screech ranged in his ear. The las thing he saw was a tall man in heavy,black robes rushing tor wards him with a club.
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Jiemunda woke to a sharp pain in his side. "is he dead?" voices sounded in his head. "no! look he is still breathing"jiemunda opened his eyes to find a large crowd gathered around him. "what happened?!" a small woman asked jiemunda. "w-where am i?" he asked feeling a bit dizzy. "get your arse up!" a old man yelled and kicked him viscously in the side."quiet! quiet!"a man in his late 40s yelled. "what happened?" the man ssaid sitting down to jiemunda's level. "i...uh...i don't know"he stammered. "son,we must know"the man insisted. All of a sudden jiemunda jumped up and ran,and ran he did. For almost an hour he ran through the city.
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Jiemunda walked alone the road to feinster. After he had ran he had left the city in terror. "how do they know my name?" he wondered. "whats the icarian empirate uprising?" "witness of what?" as all these questions ran through his mind,he hadn't noticed he was back at the gates. "well,well. The young guard said sneering at jiemunda. "you left in quite a hurry"he said sharply. "I need to go back in"he replied, not looking them in the eye. "not sure" the younger guard said smiling wickedly. "rolling his eyes,jiemunda tossed half-a-dozen coins to him. "thank you very much"the older guard said smiling. "open the gates" the older one commanded. walking through the gates again,jiemunda walked down the slightly busy streets of feinster. Walking tor wards the cathedral,he planed to scope the place out and return to the varden with his information.
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Crouched behind a stone well,was jiemunda. Creeping for wards he studied the amount of troops coming in and out and how strong their weapons were."halt!" someone yelled and a dozen red-tuniced soldiers immediately stopped. "march!" a drill commander commanded. Running for-wards he jumped behind another well just in time as the drill commander looked where he had been hiding. "you!" he yelled to one of his trainees. "m-me sir?"the man asked nervously. "yes you"! "go check over there,make sure nowone is over there!"hurry at it! your throwing the whole F****** line off! he yelled like it was completely the mans fault. The man quickly searched for anyone. "no!"he yelled. "no,what?"the commander growled. "no,sir!" "sorry sir!"he apoligized. "i need to get out of here"jiemunda whispered to himself. "he turned around to find the same boy from the other day staring wide eyed at him. "follow me"he whispered urgently at jiemunda. The boy,probaly around twelve, walked to a small little shop,where sevaral dozen horses stayed. "you can have my horse"he whispered. Jiemunda tossed him 3 three coins,but the boy gave them back. I want to come with you"he said. "ummmm"jiemunda thought about it. "i'm not sure,it will be hard and dangerous." he warned. "i know" the boy replied. "okay" "we leave at dawn"
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They woke an hour before dawn and quickly got ready "change of plans" Jiemunda announced to the boy whoes name was "Joshua" "We are going to the spine first." Joshua's eyes bulged. "We will go north to the spine,come back to feinster for three days,then we will head to the varden"He let his words sink in. "well,what are we doing in the spine?" Joshua asked curiously. "Searching for...the vault of souls...his voice droped to a whisper,his breath froze in the air. "saddle the horse"jiemunda commanded.
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Walking quickly down a small ally,was jiemunda with his face lowered and purse kept close. He noticed everyone he passed stared at him like a pack of hungry wolves while clenching some form of weapon or another. "i would love to see a thief try to cut my purse right now"he thought,almost wishing it would happen. Uncomfortable with the hostile glares he walked faster out of the ally. Turning a corner around a small shack,he saw a large building on the far east side of the city. "that must be the cathedral"jiemunda realized with dread. "I'm going to try to infiltrate that?" he wondered in amazement. Kicking through the hard snow,he quickly covered a hundred yards in five minuets. "i need provisions" he said out loud,hoping to convince himself not to go to the cathedral. Seeing a friendly looking boy,he walked over to him. Do you know where i can buy provisions?" he asked the young boy. "Or maybe a inn?" The boy looked at jiemunda seriously. For several minuets he was deep in thought,finally he pointed to a small inn entitled the gold coconut. "wonderful,the golden coconut"he thought to himself. "thank you" he said to the boy and tossed him several coins. Walking torwards the small inn he noticed the sign on the doorway. It had a old man cracking a golden coconut. Walking inside he quickly rented a room for the night.
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Jiemunda woke up early in the morning and quickly got dressed and belted his sword on. A moment later,he stepped out of the inn,to the beginning of a blizzard. "good!" it will give me time" he thought. He started to run tor wards the cathedral,but immediately stopped as three dozen soldiers walked pass him. "whew!" "that was close"he said out-loud,relieved. Stepping for wards their was a crackle. "huh"jiemunda said thoughtfully backing up he picked up a large wadded up scroll. The title was: AGENTS OF THE ICARIAN EMPIRATE UPRISING It read:
witnesses:
Matthias orian
Adam tae
Natalie gholdon
survivors:
Joshua font
confirmed:
Ema rowgha
roran garrowsson
Erik uia
arise holter
morsa Rae
suspected:
natha tryol
gorik tasal
yenton flogh
rentye hui
warger falh
iow fertrude
Torrin icexburg
As jiemunda quickly went trough the names,his heart stopped at the last name: Jiemunda baskla. Suddenly he fell to the street clutching his ears as a terrible screech ranged in his ear. The las thing he saw was a tall man in heavy,black robes rushing tor wards him with a club.
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Jiemunda woke to a sharp pain in his side. "is he dead?" voices sounded in his head. "no! look he is still breathing"jiemunda opened his eyes to find a large crowd gathered around him. "what happened?!" a small woman asked jiemunda. "w-where am i?" he asked feeling a bit dizzy. "get your arse up!" a old man yelled and kicked him viscously in the side."quiet! quiet!"a man in his late 40s yelled. "what happened?" the man ssaid sitting down to jiemunda's level. "i...uh...i don't know"he stammered. "son,we must know"the man insisted. All of a sudden jiemunda jumped up and ran,and ran he did. For almost an hour he ran through the city.
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Jiemunda walked alone the road to feinster. After he had ran he had left the city in terror. "how do they know my name?" he wondered. "whats the icarian empirate uprising?" "witness of what?" as all these questions ran through his mind,he hadn't noticed he was back at the gates. "well,well. The young guard said sneering at jiemunda. "you left in quite a hurry"he said sharply. "I need to go back in"he replied, not looking them in the eye. "not sure" the younger guard said smiling wickedly. "rolling his eyes,jiemunda tossed half-a-dozen coins to him. "thank you very much"the older guard said smiling. "open the gates" the older one commanded. walking through the gates again,jiemunda walked down the slightly busy streets of feinster. Walking tor wards the cathedral,he planed to scope the place out and return to the varden with his information.
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Crouched behind a stone well,was jiemunda. Creeping for wards he studied the amount of troops coming in and out and how strong their weapons were."halt!" someone yelled and a dozen red-tuniced soldiers immediately stopped. "march!" a drill commander commanded. Running for-wards he jumped behind another well just in time as the drill commander looked where he had been hiding. "you!" he yelled to one of his trainees. "m-me sir?"the man asked nervously. "yes you"! "go check over there,make sure nowone is over there!"hurry at it! your throwing the whole F****** line off! he yelled like it was completely the mans fault. The man quickly searched for anyone. "no!"he yelled. "no,what?"the commander growled. "no,sir!" "sorry sir!"he apoligized. "i need to get out of here"jiemunda whispered to himself. "he turned around to find the same boy from the other day staring wide eyed at him. "follow me"he whispered urgently at jiemunda. The boy,probaly around twelve, walked to a small little shop,where sevaral dozen horses stayed. "you can have my horse"he whispered. Jiemunda tossed him 3 three coins,but the boy gave them back. I want to come with you"he said. "ummmm"jiemunda thought about it. "i'm not sure,it will be hard and dangerous." he warned. "i know" the boy replied. "okay" "we leave at dawn"
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They woke an hour before dawn and quickly got ready "change of plans" Jiemunda announced to the boy whoes name was "Joshua" "We are going to the spine first." Joshua's eyes bulged. "We will go north to the spine,come back to feinster for three days,then we will head to the varden"He let his words sink in. "well,what are we doing in the spine?" Joshua asked curiously. "Searching for...the vault of souls...his voice droped to a whisper,his breath froze in the air. "saddle the horse"jiemunda commanded.
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