A Mighty Quest For Thee

[Behemoth]

Rothran's Castle

A breeze twirled some stray twigs around the King's feet as he strode slowly toward his bedchambers. As he reached the large oak doors of his room, however, he caught the slight sound of singing. Tilting his head, he listened and nearly swooned. His wife had had such a beautiful voice . . . she taught the local minstrels and entertained at her parlor within the palace walls. It had been such an open place when she decided to open it to the peasants.
But not now . . . not now. He cradled his head for a moment, tears running unashamedly from his eyes at the memory of one so beautiful in spirit.
Gradually, he finished his tears, and rose from where he had knelt by his bedchamber door. He would not sleep there this night, he knew. He could not sleep with her memory so close . . . the bed would still have the impression of her slight figure. He shook his head and mumbled, deciding to walk the corridors. Off he went, unconsciously following the singing.

 

[Lady_Siren]

Ariel sat atop the wall still singing her song. She felt a strange acute sense of lonliness as she sat there. An emotion she did not feel to often and yet she didn't wish to stop singing. Her mother had sung to her when she was little telling her music was a way to express ones soul. She also said it helped cleanse ones self. Ariel felt a tear run down her cheek. She missed her mother dearly, she had been killed by an ambush of rebelling amazons. The rebellion had lasted 10 years, and after her mothers death at only an age of 13 Ariel was forced to become queen and take over. Luckily her mother had taught her well and she managed to help her people through the time of chaos. Now she sat here on a castle wall far from home singing a song her mother had taught her. Singing from her heart which ached with sadness.

 

[Behemoth]

Rothran

Such a familiar tune . . . he wandered through the halls, alternating between grief at his recent loss and wonder at what he hears. Such a musical sound . . .

He murmured the song he used to hear from her just before bed. She would stand just so, by the wall facing the window or by the window itself. 'I see the small maiden, her hair makes a basket, of leaves she has plenty, but needs for her master. He loves her so dearly, and fears for her dearly, and someday they'll stay in a place . . .' he broke down again.

'A place with no fear', the song went. Would that he faced a thousand orcs rather than this grief! His very bones seemed like parchment this night. Legs that had strode across thousands of miles of waste and battlefield buckled under the weight of his spirit. He moved to a nearby window, staring out at the soft lights of homes. Homes with families, women, lovers. A home Meraud had now denied him. His features crinkled in anger. No longer would he call Meraud his deity. God of mercy? Bah! What mercy? He was loverless, childless, with no successor and now no kingdom, depending on the ambition of heroes rather than the steady presence of men he trusted. His head sank into his hands once more.

Presently, he noticed another form by a window. It was the Amazon, staring out her own window. With a start he realized that it was she who made the singing. He looked, sure that he would not be seen in this light. How like his lady did the young one appear . . .

 

[Lady_Siren]

Ariel sensed eyes upon her and her singing stopped. She looked to a window a little distance off but could see no one. She sighed softly gazing once more at the land. Her mind relelntlessly drifted to the king. "why are you so sad?" she asked outloud "I wish I could help him in some way, somehow I feel a need to help him in everyway possible" She wasn't aware that she was speaking her thoughts outloud nor did she believe anyone could hear her. She felt the lonliness return as she wrapped her arms around herself deciding she wasn't going to be able to sleep so she might as well take a walk around the castle grounds. She stood up and grabbed her cloak and left her room for a midnight stroll.

 

[Behemoth]

Rothran

He started, catching the majority of the Amazon's words. Confused, he considered what he should do. Approach her? He was straightforward in manner, but had not hunted a woman, even thought about anyone other than his lady, for the past fifteen years. Well, he decided, at the very least, this stranger has no ties here, and will not be sprteading tales of a mourning king losing his head at night in his castle. "Perhaps I find a listening ear tonight," he muttered to himself. Pushing himself back fropm the stone near the window, he rose and moved off to pursue the Amazon's chamber.

 

[Neale]

[Edited by Neale on 04-01-2001 at 11:19 AM]

 

[Lady_Siren]

Ariel was walking down the hallway not really paying attention to where she was going when she bumped right into the king. She felt her face grow red with emberessment. "Oh I'm sorry M'lord I didn't see you. Is there something I may help you with?" She felt conflicting emotions rush through her. Ones of joy to see him again, others of mortification for bumping into him and others of heat for where she had touched him burned as if on fire.

 

[Kalann Rathwind]

Gregor Carawan

"Well met sir." Gregor replied, " I too see that in the past matters of state are better suited for a table with wine. Thus shall we meet at your table this night and speak of the alliance that surely both sides want a great deal, and so too shall we speak of the evil that plagues your land friend. I will now depart to my men send word when we shall meet again."

This being said both Gregor and Riak left the company of the king.

 

[Lady_Siren]

OOC: has this thread officially died or what?