<Acothaein> South of the Grand City, in a grove of trees where a goddess nearly died, Acothaein searches through the battlefield for the rebellious woman named Nari. The soldier, a towering mass of steel, scanned across the scene. Smoke, snow, and corpses littered his field of vision, and the Evincan carefully stepped around the charred remains of a Corpirian as he headed towards the sight of Zafiro's portal. Madrin Kir's army had regrouped and marched north, leaving the Almeddans to clean the field of bodies and traitors. It was as a traitor that Acothaein found himself being approached by an angry Evincan.
<Evincan> "Stop this man!" The Evincan cried, pointing towards Acothaein. "A Fallarbor! Cousin to Brod, that traitor!" Almeddan soldiers rushed up to Acothaein and gathered around him. Acothaein didn't resist, his shocked eyes wide with fear and concern. "Bring him to the other prisoners!" A collection of Corpirian necromancers, Almeddan soldiers with questionable loyalties, and Alerian citizens had been corralled into a circle, held at knife point by the Evincans. Acothaein was shoved roughly into the group and was surprised to find Nari already captured.
Nari: What had she done in the battle? Naturally she had ripped her way through the enemy with sword and hidden magic alike. Some of her corpses looked like burned up husks, like they had spontaneously combusted. As for where she was, she was trying to break free of the grasp of about three heavily armored Evincans. At 5'3, she was a buxom, lithe woman and feisty as a mermaid with her tail hooked on a harpoon. And their ears ought to be burning at the rate she was cursing them out! "You gods-be-damned, spineless, goat-fucking, sons of whores, lemme go, or I'll ensure ya cook within that damned armor of yers!" Whether her threats were empty or not, that remained for them to be seen. Naturally she was rather bloody and tired from the fight, but that didn't stop her fierceness. Outraged and obviously appalled, she tried to wriggled herself about where she could at least punt one of them in the groin. That was til they drew blades on her. "You snivelin' sea-harpies, you've maggots for brains, he's not a traitor!" Yep...totally bravado there. She quickly looked to Aco, her eyes a fierce and piercing shade of green; obviously to hide the truth of her identity.
Acothaein looked towards Nari. "Stop fighting," he hissed, trying to defuse the situation. Acothaein knew, all to readily, what was happening here. Brod Fallarbor had betrayed the Almeddan army.. and now, he could clearly understand why they where treating him as a traitor. Family ties, and all that. Still, Acothaein didn't like it any more than Nari, but he also knew that drawing his sword and starting a fight would only get them killed. His eyes shifted in hue from a frightened grey to a calculating blue as he studied the nearest Evincan. "Look, talk to my commander - Partheus Colipse - and he'll tell ya. I'm a heavy, not some Corpirian scum." To express his point, Acothaein elbowed the man nearest to him.
<Evincan> "Yer commander's dead. Probably you who slayed him." The Evincan whirled on Nari. "And you! Leaving bodies hollowed out like husks of corn! Obviously a Corpse-fucker." The Evincan spat in distaste. "Calm down, lass, or we'll skewer ya here an' now and leave you for the crows."
She'd taken care to hide her magic, how the hell had anyone seen?! Still, they didn't know what she was, so that was the only good thing about this; so far. Surrendering wasn't something she liked to do, but she knew she didn't like these men's hands on her and she was desperate to get out of their grasp, but she was finding it useless. Seething, she glowered at the nearest of them. "I ain't no damned necromancer, ya stupid git. I killed yer -enemies-, saved the lives of some of you ungrateful bastards. This is the -gratitude- I get for helping save lives?!" Sneered at the lot of them. "I dunno who in the hell this Brod fella is, but we sure as hell didn't slay him. You best be coming up with the facts real damned fast before accusing us of something like this." Smirked, only growing still for Aco's sake, since he asked her first. "You want a corpse-fucker...look to your own folks, not me."
Acothaein studied them. "She's got a point! She was helping us. We came with the Almeddans in Jade City. By the time I got here, all hell had already broke loose." His testimony fell on deaf ears, as the Evincan had motioned towards several other soldiers, who proceeded to drag a corpse over. Acothaein looked nervously at the body, burnt as if some inner fire had consumed it, then glanced cautiously at Nari.
<Evincan> "Japshoot here said he saw yer girlfriend turn this Almeddan into.. well.. this." The Evincan motioned another soldier over, the latter a slender man with sharp green eyes and a nervous agitated manner. "It's true," Japshoot stated, glancing briefly at Nari before looking with studious diligence at his feet. "Whatever she did, ain't legal in Almedda. It ain't necromancy, but it aint right either." "See?" The Evincan nodded, pleased with his research. "Traitors."
Nari: Eyed the corpse and then everyone gathered about, knowing if they found out her true identity, they could enslave her, torture her, or any number of possibly unpleasant things. Kept her expressions neutral, though there was a touch of fear revealed to Aco. "I don't know your damned laws, but I do know warfare well enough, and know that one does what one must to survive." Studying the corpse, she let memories of the battle dance through her mind, trying to see what was recognizable about the fella. Cleared her throat, only because she was a bit hoarse from yelling. If she could remember anything at all about that corpse, she hoped it came to light really quick.
<Evincan> "Sure, one does what one must to survive. That's why you helped yer little Corpirian buddies out, huh? Had to keep the family alive, right?" The Evincan didn't wait for a response. Glancing at Japshoot, he grinned. "We gots a special treatment for traitors, don't we just? Hows about you deal with 'em." The Evincan shot them a look devoid of sympathy. "Corpirians get ter rot in the darkness they so admire. I'm sure you'll find yerself right at home." Reaching towards Acothaein, the Evincan yanked Acothaein's sword from his hip. "You won't be needin' this where yer going."
Acothaein growled as the sword was yanked away, stepping forwards as he lifted his arm, aiming for a solid backhand across the Evincan's exposed face that would've resulted in a concussion or worse. Acothaein's action failed, as Japshoot drew his sword and smashed the hilt into Acothaein's temple. The massive soldier stumbled, nearly falling, before he regained his balance. Glazed eyes looked towards Nari and he shook his head. "I'm sorry.."
"Look closer at that body, you fucking fool. It's one of your own people. Look at the charred clothes..those aren't Alerian designs." Anyone not blind could see that! Struggling against the soldiers holding her, she closed her eyes briefly, feeling her muscles tensing up. If they could see past her own clothing, they'd see gruesome scars the full length of her arms and along her neck and even going down her back. Holding onto someone rifling lightning bolts through you left gruesome scarring. Even for one such as herself. "-Asshole-...leave him be!" Somehow they had to get themselves out of this. "Don't apologize for something you didn't do, Aco. They just want someone to blame rather than to find the real culprits. They're picking on me cause I'm a stranger amongst the lot of you. Believe me..I've been in plenty of horrible situations...its nothing new." Eyed their accusers, glaring at Japshoot. "Best study that corpse better, cause I ain't no damned Corpirian. I'm not from Almedda, you -fucktard-."
<Evincan> Japshoot studied the corpse for a moment. "You're right. Those aren't Alerian designs. You killed an Almeddan. Sure, hey, it could be one of the Corpirians. Or it could be.." Japshoot crouched down, and rummaged through the pockets of the dead body until he was able to brandish a metal tag with obscure symbols on it. Reading the alien language, Japshoot nodded. "It could be Arthus Erikstor, a distinguished Evincan medium infantry and archer.." tossing the tag down onto the corpse, Japshoot finally met Nari's eyes - if only for a flitting moment. "Either way, you're guilty until you can prove your innocence. Same with the rest of this lot. No use fightin' it."
Acothaein shook his head. "You said you were Japshoot, right? So yer the one who was Magistrate of Jade City, for a while?" A glimmer of recognition in Japshoot's eyes confirmed Acothaein's suspicions. He glanced towards Nari, hoping she would recognize where he was going with this, then looked once more to the Evincan. "Then you know Zafiro? The little kid with jewels in his palms? Hey, it was ME who helped him open the portal. And he said he was looking for some man named Soul." As Japshoot's eyes widened with fear, Acothaein knew they were on to something.
As much as she hated it, she feared she might have to reveal the awful, horrible truth of the places she once called home. She really was just a wanderer, she had no real home, save the ocean, skies, and her ship. Her crew were her family. There wasn't a soul here who'd come to free her, and she knew it. Save Aco. She even feared she might have to reveal her true form, and she wasn't at all sure how they might react about it. For now, she'd keep that hidden for as long as possible. Eyed the tags and smirked, seeing something on them; thier damned language no doubt. Fuck...she couldn't read that. Course she didn't reveal that either. Laws...they were basically the same everywhere she supposed. "If the boy finds him..." Even she didn't want to imagine what Soul would do to him. "I see you've reason to fear this Soul fella." Again, she didn't reveal she knew the Arraki. Or maybe she should. Hmmm...choices, choices. For now, the secretive little pirate watched Japshoot squirm.
<Evincan> The Evincan grimaced, studying the pair. "I don't fear no one." But it was painfully obvious he did. The Evincan glanced around, eager to pass the situation off to another guard more suited to handle them, but most of the guards were busy arguing with other prisoners and Japshoot was alone. He looked back to Nari. "Look, ok," his voice quiting down as he spoke, "here's the deal. You guys tell that kid and his friend to leave me alone, and.." Japshoot glanced around again. "And I'll let ya go." The whisper was so quiet that Nari would have to strain to hear.
Acothaein grinned towards Nari. Here was their chance! But Acothaein, knowing how clumsy he was with words, instead decided to lapse into a wise silence. If he talked now, they'd end up at the bottom of the darkest C'udiskan prison.
They had him, and he knew it as well as they did. She was about to make him squirm even more, if she could. "Come closer, I didn't quite hear you over the flapping lips of your men. And your men are fucking hurting me by the way..I'll at least keep my hands visible to mollify you." Her hearing was perfectly fine, but she was rather enjoying making the so-called 'Commander' of these troops squirm. "And speak up for your men to hear you as well. You wouldn't want to be held on suspicions or some sort of conspiracy or breaking the law yourself, would you, Commander? You make accusations and then can't apologize aloud? What sort of Commander....and man does that make you?" If he did it or not, this remained to be seen. "Why do you fear this 'Soul' fellow?" Could hear the others fussing and arguing over the other prisoners, and she hoped this worked, else she was going to be in some strange prison. If he had the courage to offer an apology, she wanted the whole lot of them to hear it.
Evincan paled visibly at Nari's words. "Commander?" Japshoot shook his head. "I'm a soldier." His face hardened considerably as he absorbed her taunts and threats. If there was one thing about Japshoot to be noticed, is that he was not unlike most new soldiers - he relished the power he obtained through warfare, the chance to control and alter the fates of his foes. Yet he was virtually incapable of leading a force of his own. His goals were shortsighted. "Last chance," he hissed. "I would be breaking the law by lettin' you go. But you know this feller, and.." he glanced to Acothaein, "Brod was a bad seed, doesn't prove your guilt." His nervous gaze rested once more to his boots.
Acothaein nodded. "That settles it!!" His voice rose to a loud, happy roar and he hugged the shocked Japshoot. Several Evincan soldiers peered their way, but noticing Japshoot giving a nervous pat on Acothaein's back, simply shrugged and resumed their work. Out here, the soldiers were judge, jury, and executioner, and they all seemed to accept Japshoot's hesitant reaction to Acothaein's bellowing embrace. Patting Japshoot on the back and casting Nari a glance, Acothaein moved quickly away from the prisoners.
Having seen Japshoot pale, it took a whole lot of effort for her to not smirk. Somewhat confused over them hugging, she put up no fuss when Aco began moving away. Especially since he had grabbed her hand. He was leaving his sword behind and if her own had been confiscated, hers were being left behind too! She didn't relish the idea of anyone having her prized twin scimitars, her daggers, or any other weapon she had, if they had been taken. "Aren't you forgetting something? Our weapons?" she whispered to him. She was limping due to a pretty good scoring from a blade on her left thigh. She had other various injuries too, but none seemed fatal.
Acothaein could care less about his sword. It was a common blade, in fact worse than common, considering he'd bought it years ago and the damned thing had nearly melted when he stabbed one of those fiery demons during the war. A warped, dull blade, it was, and Acothaein wasn't happier to trade it for his life. But hearing Nari, his priorities shifted quickly. She could turn people to burnt up husks or maybe the Evincans were wrong (probably not) - and that meant that her weapons HAD to be amazing! Even if that wasn't true, she was a pirate, and this Acothaein knew without a doubt. Pirates had the best loot. It was a fact. "Japshoot, you have to go back and get our stuff. Or I'll tell Soul that you didn't!!!" That sent the man running.
Had to hide her face against Aco's shoulder/chest and hide her smirking. She really was about to laugh, but she contained it and cleared her throat. "Soon as we're able, I'll help you get better weapons. Are all of the men's weapons as shoddy as yours?" she asked quietly. Their armor looked better than their swords from what she could tell. Where they'd go, she wasn't sure, she was simply taking things one moment at a time.
Acothaein chuckled, feeling elated now that they were free of the looming threat of prison. Almedda was known for many things, among them harsh sentences within the alien C'udisk structures that were left behind. The darkness within such places was absolute. Acothaein, thankfully, had never been there.. and this was his closest call yet. Weapons were the least of his worries. Looking down at Nari, his scarred face was broken into a broad smile. "The sword was good but they don't make 'em to handle molten lava where I come from." The U'thos sprites, those fiery demons that Brod commanded, had fled once the summoner himself died, but not until a considerable amount of them had been killed by Soul and by lucky sword thrusts. Grinning, Acothaein pointed towards Japshoot as he approached, clutching a bundle of weapons. "Hey you can just toss that molten one away."
Soon as she saw her weapons, she held her hand out for them. Once they were put in her hands, she quickly went about putting them over her shoulder, since they were in scabbards and whatnot. She didn't want everyone seeing where she stored her weapons after all. Now that it was just the three of them, she gave Japshoot a hard stare. "Next time you decide to accuse either of us or any of your men for -anything- without concrete, undeniable, inscrutable proof, remember this. If you fear Soul, fear the wrath of a pirate you know next to -nothing- about. If I discover you're up to no good, like spying on us, sending folks to try to assassinate us, or otherwise do us harm, I swear whatever Soul may do to you and those you set against me will be -nothing- if you kindle my wrath. I'll ensure that no mortal nor deity can put you to rights again. And your flunkies heads will dangle from kites for the winds to blow where they wish while their bodies are left for the buzzards and maggots. And after they are picked clean of flesh, their bones will be turned to ash for the wind to scatter. Do we have an understanding?" Japshoot had best realize he was in deep poo with the pirate and begin making amends -fast-.
Evincan swallowed, his eyes nearly bulging. "Yeah," he barely muttered. "E..Excuse me." Japshoot, free of obligations, rushed away in search of the nearest tent. His pants ..
Acothaein laughed as he watched Japshoot flee. "Well," the Evincan soldier joked, "I can finally return to my favorite pass time." He glanced at her breasts. "Yep. They're still supple." Smiling, he led her away from the Almeddans and towards the Grand City, a distant mark on the horizon. "I think I'm done with being a soldier, for a while.."
Nari Smirked and when Japshoot was out of ear shot, she laughed. And then her boobs were being ogled. Yeah...all was right with the world again. She walked arm in arm with him, not minding the walk, but they should've thought to get horses. "Of course they are, and soon as we find somewhere to stay, maybe you'll get to finally find out more about 'em." Looking towards the horizon, she thought of possibilities briefly, then looked up at him. "Does that mean your getting rid of this armor? Or will you lug it about for the rest of your years?" she asked curiously.
While she waited for his reply, she leaned heavily against him, already weary from the battle, but she knew they had to get away from the army. It felt like a new beginning for the both of them, but she also knew there was plenty of danger all around them. If any of his comrades decided to follow them, she hoped it wouldn't be with the intent of their death in their minds.
Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2013 6:16 pm