The Lonely Pass.

Alex watched with mock amusement at the battle. At the finish, he leaped onto his feet. He walked over to take a look at Stefan and at Erik. "Pathetic brawl", he muttered to himself, not noticing Gamaliel. "I could of killed them both in 30 seconds", he muttered. "Although Stefan did fight well at the beginning. Not enough experience'll kill ya", he said to no one in particular. Then he went to rest under the shade of a tree.
 
Gamaliel Heals

Seeing the roiling emotions present everywhere he turned, Gamaliel waited for those around him to subside in their movements. Then, he stepped forward.
With measured strides he approached the fallen form of the man, blood still trickling across the ground near him. He looked the men over carefully, sensing the poison in Stephan's wound and noting the loss of blood in the fallen one. He knelt.

Swirling his fingers over the injured bandit, Gamaliel muttered softly. "Novum portunis alfaor morundit . . . " The hand began to glow. He continued his ministrations as the glow spread downward from his hand like a soft breeze, knitting the man's belly whole once more. At the end of the incantation, the shirt was torn and blood still stained, but the wound itself was but a scar. However, the man's chest no longer rose or fell, and his eyes were lifeless. Gamaliel sighed as he realized that this one had been too far gone to help.
He then faced Stephan, squaring his shoulders. He reached slowly inside his pack, in full view of everyone, and pulled out a small amber vial. Popping the cork, he rubbed some of the contents on his fingers. He combined this with a dash of the earth at his feet. The brown paste that resulted was less than appealing, but Gamaliel was not to be daunted. The vial went back in the pack, and Gamaliel, smiled gently once more. "Dust to heal dust," he said, and began another chant. "Novum portunis isorna . . ." reaching out, he firmly ground the paste into Stephan's aching shoulder. Stephan felt the pain of the injury and the poison subside. Gamaliel's smile brightened. Yes, there are better things than killing in the Realms, he thought to himself.


[Edited by Behemoth on 03-28-2001 at 10:54 AM]
 
Nightblade:

Just as the man finished healing Stefan, Nightblade lifted his blade and set it against the man's neck with a cold tap. "Thanks for helping my man there, but I can't have you leaving this camp, running off to go a tattling on us now can I? Stand up slowly..."

[Edited by Ravenloft on 03-28-2001 at 09:22 PM]
 
Gamaliel

Gamaliel kept his hands to his sides and rose, looking furtively at Alex. He locked gazes with the knight.
 
"Who are you? Are you that Galamiel person the king spoke so much about?" asked Alex, standing up and locking gazes with Galamiel.
 
Nightblade:

"You can ask the fool whatever you like... ONCE HE IS IN A CELL!!! Now, move good sir, or I shall be forced to take your head..." Nightblade shouted, ending off in a calm voice.
 
Stefan slowly rose to his feet and looked around at everyone, noting for the first time the new person. He was about to say something but he knew that it wouldn't be wise as he had seen the look that was now on Nightblade's face before. He reached down and picked up his sword, slid it back into its sheath and walked over to the cell that held Neci. He knelt down with his back to it and whispered in a voice low enough for her to hear, "You will be safe for the time being. I will not let anyone hurt you."
 
Neci

Tears of happiness sprung to her eyes,"Thank you,"She whispered, reaching ahand through the cell and caressing his cheek for just a moment. "I thought I had gotten you kileld! I would have never forgiven myself for that."
 
Neci

Neci glanced around unsure as to whether she should ask this yet or not,"Umm...can I get out of the cell now?" She whispered to Stefan.
 
"I don't think that you can. I would have to ask Nightblade but I think that he would rather have you stay in the cell as would I. His reason is he doesn't want you running off into the woods and my reason is that you would be safer in the cell for now."
He then turned to looked at Neci and saw the look on her face. She was scared but he didn't know what for- if it was for her fate or if it was the fear of coming so close to losing him which he knew couldn't be the reason as he was the one who had captured her and brought her here.
 
Gamaliel

Gamaliel's look at Alex was furtive.

"Well met, strangers," came the reply. "I am named Gamaliel, of the Knights of Diolph, Ward of Pendraven. I come on a q uest, seeking Alex of the same Master, Diolph. He is a knight of no small ability." He looked pointedly in Alex's direction.
"I mean no quarrel with any of you, and indeed, would have remained in the shadows had not two men fallen in battle. I am a healer, not a warrior, although my mace is quick and true. You would be wise to consider that before sticking swords in throats, friend." His gaze went back to Nightblade. "You would also be wise to consider the insignia of Pendraven that hangs on my coat, for if you end my life, they will no doubt hunt you to the ends of the earth." He stood calmly.
 
Nightblade:

"I don't intend to see you dead Knight.... As long as you do as I say. To the cell with you!" Nightblade pressed the chill edge of his scimitar to the back of the knights neck for emphesis.
 
Neci

Sighing and leaning her back against the bars; against Stefan's, she closed her eyes. She was safe for the moment,until NightBlade saw fit. She knew he was not going to let her and Stefan go about their lie...well her lie. The man knew there was no such agrement between the two. Neci was not sure if there was even away to convience the man, well she knew of a way but...

Blushing she shook her mind free of her thoughts and sighed loudly....
 
Stefan heard the sigh and looked over his shoulder at Neci and said, "What is the matter?"
He wanted to move to look at her, to offer some comfort to her but he knew that in doing so it would show to Nightblade that he cared for Neci so he stayed where he was.
 
Neci

"OH! I'm sorry,"she almost giggled,"when I think, which I do a bit too much I tend to sigh alot. Twas something that Gault hated,he said it made me sound liek a unhappy woman." Her voice trailed off,"Maybe he was right.."
 
"He was not right. Your husband was a fool and didn't deserve to be with a person such as yourself. He had no right to treat you the way that he did and I am sorry that someone killed him before I had the chance to because I would have caused him pain for what he did to you- he was a pig."
 
Nightblade:

"No? Just gonna stand there like a fool eh? Well then..." Nightblade said as he pulled his scimitar away from the man's neck only to plant a sharp kick to the man's back, sending him stumbling forward, into the cell. The cell's door was slammed shut and locked. "Perhaps you would do to listen and act promptly next time, else you might not be so... Fortunate..." With a flurish Nightblade turned away, not caring to deal with the fool knight a moment longer. He walked past Alex. "This is your mess, see to it before I get annoyed..." He continued on, over to Stefan. "So... You fought for her... Now, are you gonna claim your prize?" Nightblade said with a suggestive tone to his voice. "Or shall I see if any others wish to challenge you?"
 
In all the commotion noone notices the small women in the far cell. She is huddled in the courner, her dark green robe concealing her body. The only thing visible is her red hair, and small frightend eyes peering curiously at the new comers.
 
Alex walked over to Galamiel's cell. "You know, you really should of listened to the man. But, what are you here for? This place was supposed to be secret, even though they don't make a good job of making it look that way", grinned Alex, gesturing towards the rowdy men who were even now looting the corpse.
 
Neci

Neci's eyes widen at the tone in NightBlade's voice. He was going to make Stefan bed her, she glanced around at the men. Envy flashed in their eyes, they would still be dangerous, and if Stefan refused...
She could not think about what would happen if he did.
 
Stefan stood and looked at Nightblade.
"I will claim my prize and make this woman mine and once she is I will kill anyone who touches her."
He then opened the cell that held Neci and reached in. After he pulled her out of the cell he made her get to her feet then stood up and stood behind her, running his hands down her sides.
 
Nightblade:

"Stefan, lad... You don't have to take her right here man! Go find a tent or something! We wouldn't want to start a lust crazed riot amongst the men now would we???" Nightblade said as he realized that Stefan was ready to take the girl right there in the open. "Go, go on, use my tent even, if you like!"
 
Neci

She shivered as she felt hands run down her sides, whether it was from the cold air, or from his touch she did not know. She turned her eyes down to her hands, fully expecting him to take her , her cheeks flushed red.

"Stefan, lad... You don't have to take her right here man! Go find a tent or something! We wouldn't want to start a lust crazed riot amongst the men now would we???" Nightblade said. "Go, go on, use my tent even, if you like!"

She glanced up quickly surprised, she hadn't expected him to offer his own tent, more or less a tent at all! She shivered again, yes it was the air that time. She was cold, Stefan was standing so close to her that she could feel the heat of his body and it sent chills through her.
 
Stefan turned and looked at Nightblade as he held Neci close, "You are right. I would not want that to happen."
He took Neci's hand in his own and led her to Nightblade's tent, opened up the flap and let her walk in before he followed, closing the tent behind him.

As soon as it was closed he looked at Neci before leaning forward and kissing her softly on the lips. He began to run his hands down her sides again and felt her shiver then looked at her, "Is everything alright?"
 
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