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]

Thanks everyone.
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Kiln crawled further up onto the bank, turning over onto his back. Blood flowed freely from his wounds as he lied there on the wet shoreline, spitting out mud and water that had gotten in his mouth.

As he lay there, he wondered how such horrible things could happen on such a beautiful night. He turned over on his back and looked at the stars and the moons but averted his gaze to the sea. The moonlight shone brightly on the water, as Kiln stared at the water, a crab crawled up beside him.

He stared at the creature as it looked at him. Kiln looked for his blade but realised that it was too far away for him to reach so he just continued looking at the crab. It came closer and let out a humming sound.

"Not now." He said pushing it away

As Kiln forced himself to stand, the pain fully hit him. His body ached and the cuts the hound had left upon him burned as the water dripped from his hair. His hair was no longer spiked but hung down in front of his eyes.

He wiped it away and staggered to his sword, picking it up from the ground and wiping the mud from it before sheathing it.

Slowly, he limped back to the small village, hoping nothing further would be attracted by his blood. After what seemed like forever, he finally found the village and entered the tradehouse where his friends had been waiting.

"Kiln! What happened to you?" Jinx yelled

This woke York and he sat up, he looked at Kiln, void of emotion as he usually was.

"What happened to ya boy?" York asked staring at Kiln

Kiln stood there for a few seconds before replying.

"Damn nix hounds..." Kiln said

The tradehouse owner sat up and looked at Kiln.

"What the hell are you doing boy? You're bleedin all over me rug!" the owner said as he stood and walked over to them, motioned at Kiln to get off the rug

Confused, Kiln stepped off the rug and watched as the angry man went outside to wash it.

Kiln lied down in the floor and Jinx knelt down, putting his hands over the wound and chanting softly. A few moments passed as Jinx tried to heal him.

"I can't do it. I'm just not good enough." Jinx said annoyed with himself as he sat back against the wall

"Don't worry about it Jinx. I'll be fine." Kiln said

"Jinx, you'd better go find anyone in this village that can do healing spells or has a few potions to help him along." York said

Jinx stood and left the building quickly, off to search for a healer.

Kiln pushed his pack away, not wanting to get blood on the journal. He desperately wanted to read from it but his condition would not allow him, so he sat there waiting for Jinx to return.
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Journal entry next time.

This post has been edited by Kiln: Aug 27 2005, 11:49 PM