The Story Of Kiln The Wanderer, Chapter 7 and on... Options

[Kiln]

Alright for anyone who wishes to read the first six chapters, here's the link: http://www.waiting4oblivion.com/forums/ind...p?showtopic=675
I would recommend reading them, they're likely the best of the story.
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Chapter 7

Kiln walked around town pointlessly until dark, he wasn't tired. He couldn't help but wonder what trouble York was in and how he needed his help. He walked back towards the Eight Plates and entered.

Tomorrow he would go to the fort. It would be an awkward return even though he'd heard Larrius had left days before, off to Gnisis for his evaluation. Larrius was quite corrupt, perhaps he'd been discovered.

Kiln sat with Rami and the drunks listening to them laugh and sing. He stared at Rami's face when she wasn't paying attention, amazed at her beauty. The most popular drink was likely flin but he drank what he always had, the bitter but effective mazte.

He poured more of the drink for himself, watching the brown liquor flow softly from the opening and into the tall mug. At the moment everything seemed perfect but things never stayed like that for long in his experience.

In the morning he would get his armor repaired, buy some supplies and food and wait until the following day to meet York at the fort.

Kiln opened the journal and read more of it's pages,

"Today I talked to Caius again, he wants me to speak with some stupid orc in the mage's guild about doing a favor or something, I'm nothing but an errand boy I swear..."

Kiln thought for a moment, he'd met with the same orc...strange how their paths had led together so many times but it was probably nothing. For now he would sleep and worry more about that later, he put the journal back into it's pouch and lied it beside the bed.

Rami walked in lying down beside him and he fell into a deep sleep holding her close to him.
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Sorry it's so short but my pain meds suck and I'm getting off soon.

This post has been edited by Kiln: Feb 16 2006, 05:15 PM

[Kiln]

Kiln hadn't slept a bit, he was worried about York. Today was the day they were to meet at the fort and he still hadn't told Rami about why he was leaving. In truth, he didn't know either.

He sat up from the bed still tired as Rami stared at him.

"Rami...I have to leave today." Kiln said putting his hand on her shoulder

"Where are you going?" she asked clearly concerned

"Don't worry about me, I'll return when I can." he said

"You're leaving me?" she said looking away from him and at the floor

Kiln gently grabbed her chin and turned her head to look at him before kissing her.

"I am not leaving you Rami. I'll only be gone for a while, I will return." he said reassuringly

"How do I know you'll return?" she asked staring at him

Kiln dug through his pack for a moment and pulled a small dagger from it,

"Keep Greed's dagger until I return." he said handing her the small jeweled dagger

She took it and kissed him goodbye before he left the building. The tired walk to the fort seemed like it took hours this time, when he finally arrived at the gates he sat down and looked around carefully searching for York.

A big broad man walked up with a cloak over his head and put his hand on his shoulder,

"I'm glad you decided to come Kiln." the familiar voice of Jinx, the man from the cell across from him

"We've been waiting for a while now." York said as he walked up beside Kiln and Jinx

"Now will you explain what's going on York?" Kiln asked as softly as his dark elf voice allowed

York helped him to his feet and they began walking back towards Balmora.

"Alright Kiln, I was enlisted in the blades shortly after I arrived on Morrowind. My task has been to successfully portray to the people of this land that I am in fact the incarnate of the Nerevarine, the ancient hero Morrowind." York said giving him time to think for a moment

"You are a blade?" Kiln said pretending to be surprised, he'd already made the connection between the spymaster and York some time ago

"Yes and so is Jinx here." York said looking at the breton

They were nearing town now.

"Let me be honest with you Kiln, though York may in fact be the incarnate, he still will need our help with a few things along the way." Jinx explained

"Where are we going?" Kiln asked

"To visit Caius...after I told him about how you dealt with Greed, he wanted to know if you'd join the team." York said

"Why didn't you just say to meet at Caius' house?" Kiln asked somewhat annoyed

Listen, all will be explained after your meeting with the spymaster.

"Caius? A spymaster?" a random man on the street said apparently overhearing their conversation

York turned and glared at him,

"Jinx!" he said pointing at the man

Jinx looked at him and chanted strange indistinctive words and unleashed a powerful spell towards him,

"That should do it." Jinx said looking at the man

"Hello, have we met? Where am I?" the old man asked confused

"I'm afraid you've hit your head rather hard sir, perhaps you should go to the temple and have yourself looked at sir." Jinx said to him

The man obeyed and they continued on to Caius' house nocking on the door lightly.

"Did you bring more booze?" a voice yelled from inside

"No sir, we've brought you Kiln." York yelled

"What in oblivion is a Kiln? I want booze." the voice yelled back at him

"Sir, we have returned with the man you wanted to speak to." Jinx yelled nocking again on the locked door

"No Kilns until I've had my booze." he yelled

"Caius, don't do this again...just open the door." York yelled

Silence followed and then the sound of a bottle breaking against the door showed that they weren't getting in without booze.

"Jinx, go fetch a bottle of brandy." York commanded

They sat down beside the door to await his return.