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]

Warning:After reading this you'll never think of Kiln the same again...
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Jinx finally returned with the bottle of brandy and knocked on the door of the home once again.

"We have your booze sir." Jinx said loudly

Someone stumbling around the house tipped over something heavy and opened the door slightly,

"Show it to me!" he said holding out his hand

Jinx held the bottle and the man inside snatched it from him and pulled the cork from the lid.

"Hmmmm....this is good brandy." he said opening the door and waving them inside

As York and Jinx stepped in Kiln watched them set the table back up and York whispered something to Caius. After a few moments the old white haired imperial stood from the bed and walked a few steps before leaning over on Kiln.

"So you...are Kiln? You don't look like much of a warrior." Caius said looking him over and nearly falling over backwards before Jinx caught him

"So can he help us or not sir?" York asked Caius

"So you want to join the blades?" Caius said now sitting on the bed

Kiln stood for a moment thinking of the possibilities of becoming a spy and the fact that York needed his help.

"Yes sir, what must I do?" Kiln asked the old drunk

"Well...can you dance?" he asked laughing at him

"I suppose...when the situation calls for it..." Kiln said before being cut off by the happy old man

"Excellent! Dance." he said laughing

Kiln danced around by himself for a few moments, this was the ultimate act of humiliation.

Caius threw a skirt in the middle of the floor,

"Now put that on." he yelled between drinks of the brandy

"Forget this, I'm out of here." Kiln said kicking the skirt back at him

"Alright...thats enough...most men wouldn't have gone that far to join us." Caius stood seeming at least three times more sober as he shook his head

York and Jinx laughed at him. Had this been some sick test of loyalty? Apparently so...at least he'd passed it.

They led him outside and explained to him that they were heading off to some distant ashlander tribe to see if York can get them to test him against the nerevarine prophecies and they wanted Kiln to act as an escort.

"We can only allow you to go with us on one condition." York said seriously

"What would that be?" Kiln asked

"No more dancing." York said looking at him

They were off to the Silt Strider port to go to the nearest town and make their way to the camp on foot.

This post has been edited by Kiln: Aug 22 2005, 08:00 PM