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<blockquote data-quote="Knightfall" data-source="post: 2629024" data-attributes="member: 2012"><p>Okay, I haven't updated this in a while so I figured it was time. I've post two new Interludes (8 & 9) on page 2, and I have an new update below. - KF72</p><p>================================================</p><p></p><p><em><strong>In the Tangles:</strong></em></p><p>“Dabuk, its time.” Bren admired the young ranger’s dedication.</p><p></p><p>“Damn it, I was just starting to have fun.”</p><p></p><p>“You can’t put this off forever. And I’d like to spend some time with my son, this week.”</p><p></p><p>Dabuk sighed. He new he’d pushed Bren’s hospitality as far as he dared without losing the older man’s friendship.</p><p></p><p>“Why is it so hard for you?” Bren asked again. “You’ve told me about your life in Fruen and I would think you’d be happy for some city life, such as it is here.”</p><p></p><p>“My father,” Dabuk’s grim face spoke volumes.</p><p></p><p>“So you hate him?” Bren shook his head is disbelief.</p><p></p><p>“No, I could never truly hate him. Although there are days that I sometimes wonder if it would better that he simply forgot who I was. It’s more feelings of frustration and doubt.”</p><p></p><p>“This Kellin you told me about.” Bren had found it troubling that the Justiciar had a strong friendship with an ogre man. Ogres have been his people’s enemy for years and he had considered confronting the man about it. Yet, there have been half-orcs (and a handful of full-blooded orcs) living in Onaway for years and many had fought alongside him as fellow Onans during numerous conflicts. Garth had let his feelings be known though body language and mannerism, but he had restrained himself in the name of diplomacy. If he could see past the racial hated he had for orcs then Bren could consider that this Kellin person had a good soul.</p><p></p><p>“Yes,” Dabuk sighed. He spoke as he gathered his belongings. “But it’s more than that. He’s always been distant and we fight over ideology, faith, and how best to honor my mother. He is so steadfast in his beliefs that it’s nearly impossible to sway him on anything.”</p><p></p><p>“Traits to admire, and frustrate.” Bren couldn’t help but smile.</p><p></p><p>“So true.” Dabuk laughed. It was rare for him to show so much emotion to someone that was a complete stranger up until a week ago. Yet, he’d found a kindred spirit in Bren and had become fond of his family as well. “Time to go. I’m sure Megan will be glad to see you, and feed you.”</p><p></p><p>“I’m looking forward to much more than her cooking. I’ll stop by The Creeping Vine first and have Thessa cure me of this awful rash I picked up from that creeping fungus vine. I’m going to have to report it to the cultivators too. Tonight and tomorrow are going to be time consuming.” Bren looked over the tangle maze to make sure the coast was clear. There were still a few rogue ogres loose in the maze and caution was the watchword.</p><p></p><p>Dabuk shouldered his pack and waited for Bren to pick one of the rope bridges. He surmised the northern most bridge was the best way and was surprised when Bren chose the southern one. “Okay, was sure you were going o go north. Why this way?”</p><p></p><p>“You lesson isn’t completely over until we clear the tangles, so I decided to choose the more challenging path. Follow my lead and try to keep up.”</p><p></p><p>Bren sprinted across the bridge like a housecat on a windowsill. Dabuk almost tripped halfway across, but soon found his bearings as the two moved over the ruined rooftops of the upper-tangles.</p><p></p><p></p><p>* * *</p><p></p><p></p><p><em><strong>Meanwhile:</strong></em></p><p>Hougwarth Medinton had stayed up all night, drinking with the tavern owner of The Burning Fowl. He had drunk the tavern owner to a standstill and the giant man helped the sloshed Lucius close up and to his home on the edge of the Outer District. The sun was low, shining through the mist into the vonakyndra’s eyes during the winding walk.</p><p></p><p>Halfway there, Hugh realized that he and Lucius were doing the swaying, not the streets. He tried in vain to gain help from the locals. Many of them still feared him, while the other “tut tut” at him and Lucius for drinking so much. Soon Hugh was carrying the bartender, as the man had passed out. He reached Lucius’ home soon after his head stopped pounding.</p><p></p><p>He tapped as lightly on the small cottage’s door as he could, which shook it, the frame, and the surrounding walls. Laughter issued from within and soon the door flew open and Lucius’ four young ones crowded into the doorframe.</p><p></p><p>“Mother, father’s home!” The oldest giggled. “Hug’s brought him home again. They both look terrible.”</p><p></p><p>“Ooh, not so loud, Aniai.” Hougwarth had come to know Lucius’ family in the short time he’d been in the city. They often let him sleep in their back garden when his regular room was unavailable at the barracks down the lane. “You’ll wake your father, and I’m sure he’d suffer for it.”</p><p></p><p>“Mother will be cross at him, and I wouldn’t count on being able to sleep in the back garden today. We have guests today.” The four children stepped out of the way as there mother came to see to her husband.</p><p></p><p>“Hugh, I see you two have been testing each other again.” She sighed.</p><p></p><p>“Yes, Camilia.” Hugh tried not to sway, as he handed Lucius to her and their oldest boy, Clade. “He almost won this time. I here you have guests, so I will take my leave. A long sobering walk would do me some good.”</p><p></p><p>“A long one, Hugh.” She shook her head. “And stay away from the docks, or you might end up soaked again.”</p><p></p><p>“Aye,” Hugh dumped a large bag of silver in the youngest boy’s hands. “Here Anthius, make sure you share this with your siblings, and no sweets, mind me.”</p><p></p><p>“Thanks Hug,” the small boy beamed at the vonakyndra. It made the giant man’s heart fill with warmth. The children couldn’t seem to ever get his name right, but it didn’t matter.</p><p></p><p>“You’re welcome, small one.” Hugh waited for the children to leave, carrying their father as best they could, before handing over a bag of gold to Camilia. “And here is half of last night’s profits. It should help to feed your family and keep the debtors away.”</p><p></p><p>“You might be a giant and a bit of a lush, Hougwarth. But you’re still the nicest person I’ve ever met. This and what you gave me two nights ago is more than enough to cover our expenses for the next two months.”</p><p></p><p>“Think nothing of it, dear miss.” Hugh bowed as best he could in front of the doorway. “I consider it an honor to know you and your fine family. I will call again tomorrow and bring my friend Thessa to look at your ailing chickens, if that’s to your liking?”</p><p></p><p>“Thank you, Hugh. We would be glade to meet this Thessa you speak so highly of.”</p><p></p><p>“And with her, you won’t have to worry about eating outside, while I entertain the small ones. Plus, there is this rather large boar that I’ve had my eye at the butchery in the Market Square. I shall bring it along, freshly cooked, so that you do not have to worry about cooking for Lucius and me.”</p><p></p><p>“An excellent idea, but now I must attend to my guest. I will see you and Thessa tomorrow at sundown.”</p><p></p><p>“Ah yes, your guests. I almost forgot. Excuse me, dead lady.” Hugh shuffled off down the lane, away from the docks. Soon he was walking more briskly, as his stomach growled. He knew Master Rilius would have the morning meal out by now at The Creeping Vine. His appetite and nose made him drift in the direction of his friends’ morning repast.</p><p></p><p>* * *</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Knightfall, post: 2629024, member: 2012"] Okay, I haven't updated this in a while so I figured it was time. I've post two new Interludes (8 & 9) on page 2, and I have an new update below. - KF72 ================================================ [I][B]In the Tangles:[/B][/I] “Dabuk, its time.” Bren admired the young ranger’s dedication. “Damn it, I was just starting to have fun.” “You can’t put this off forever. And I’d like to spend some time with my son, this week.” Dabuk sighed. He new he’d pushed Bren’s hospitality as far as he dared without losing the older man’s friendship. “Why is it so hard for you?” Bren asked again. “You’ve told me about your life in Fruen and I would think you’d be happy for some city life, such as it is here.” “My father,” Dabuk’s grim face spoke volumes. “So you hate him?” Bren shook his head is disbelief. “No, I could never truly hate him. Although there are days that I sometimes wonder if it would better that he simply forgot who I was. It’s more feelings of frustration and doubt.” “This Kellin you told me about.” Bren had found it troubling that the Justiciar had a strong friendship with an ogre man. Ogres have been his people’s enemy for years and he had considered confronting the man about it. Yet, there have been half-orcs (and a handful of full-blooded orcs) living in Onaway for years and many had fought alongside him as fellow Onans during numerous conflicts. Garth had let his feelings be known though body language and mannerism, but he had restrained himself in the name of diplomacy. If he could see past the racial hated he had for orcs then Bren could consider that this Kellin person had a good soul. “Yes,” Dabuk sighed. He spoke as he gathered his belongings. “But it’s more than that. He’s always been distant and we fight over ideology, faith, and how best to honor my mother. He is so steadfast in his beliefs that it’s nearly impossible to sway him on anything.” “Traits to admire, and frustrate.” Bren couldn’t help but smile. “So true.” Dabuk laughed. It was rare for him to show so much emotion to someone that was a complete stranger up until a week ago. Yet, he’d found a kindred spirit in Bren and had become fond of his family as well. “Time to go. I’m sure Megan will be glad to see you, and feed you.” “I’m looking forward to much more than her cooking. I’ll stop by The Creeping Vine first and have Thessa cure me of this awful rash I picked up from that creeping fungus vine. I’m going to have to report it to the cultivators too. Tonight and tomorrow are going to be time consuming.” Bren looked over the tangle maze to make sure the coast was clear. There were still a few rogue ogres loose in the maze and caution was the watchword. Dabuk shouldered his pack and waited for Bren to pick one of the rope bridges. He surmised the northern most bridge was the best way and was surprised when Bren chose the southern one. “Okay, was sure you were going o go north. Why this way?” “You lesson isn’t completely over until we clear the tangles, so I decided to choose the more challenging path. Follow my lead and try to keep up.” Bren sprinted across the bridge like a housecat on a windowsill. Dabuk almost tripped halfway across, but soon found his bearings as the two moved over the ruined rooftops of the upper-tangles. * * * [I][B]Meanwhile:[/B][/I] Hougwarth Medinton had stayed up all night, drinking with the tavern owner of The Burning Fowl. He had drunk the tavern owner to a standstill and the giant man helped the sloshed Lucius close up and to his home on the edge of the Outer District. The sun was low, shining through the mist into the vonakyndra’s eyes during the winding walk. Halfway there, Hugh realized that he and Lucius were doing the swaying, not the streets. He tried in vain to gain help from the locals. Many of them still feared him, while the other “tut tut” at him and Lucius for drinking so much. Soon Hugh was carrying the bartender, as the man had passed out. He reached Lucius’ home soon after his head stopped pounding. He tapped as lightly on the small cottage’s door as he could, which shook it, the frame, and the surrounding walls. Laughter issued from within and soon the door flew open and Lucius’ four young ones crowded into the doorframe. “Mother, father’s home!” The oldest giggled. “Hug’s brought him home again. They both look terrible.” “Ooh, not so loud, Aniai.” Hougwarth had come to know Lucius’ family in the short time he’d been in the city. They often let him sleep in their back garden when his regular room was unavailable at the barracks down the lane. “You’ll wake your father, and I’m sure he’d suffer for it.” “Mother will be cross at him, and I wouldn’t count on being able to sleep in the back garden today. We have guests today.” The four children stepped out of the way as there mother came to see to her husband. “Hugh, I see you two have been testing each other again.” She sighed. “Yes, Camilia.” Hugh tried not to sway, as he handed Lucius to her and their oldest boy, Clade. “He almost won this time. I here you have guests, so I will take my leave. A long sobering walk would do me some good.” “A long one, Hugh.” She shook her head. “And stay away from the docks, or you might end up soaked again.” “Aye,” Hugh dumped a large bag of silver in the youngest boy’s hands. “Here Anthius, make sure you share this with your siblings, and no sweets, mind me.” “Thanks Hug,” the small boy beamed at the vonakyndra. It made the giant man’s heart fill with warmth. The children couldn’t seem to ever get his name right, but it didn’t matter. “You’re welcome, small one.” Hugh waited for the children to leave, carrying their father as best they could, before handing over a bag of gold to Camilia. “And here is half of last night’s profits. It should help to feed your family and keep the debtors away.” “You might be a giant and a bit of a lush, Hougwarth. But you’re still the nicest person I’ve ever met. This and what you gave me two nights ago is more than enough to cover our expenses for the next two months.” “Think nothing of it, dear miss.” Hugh bowed as best he could in front of the doorway. “I consider it an honor to know you and your fine family. I will call again tomorrow and bring my friend Thessa to look at your ailing chickens, if that’s to your liking?” “Thank you, Hugh. We would be glade to meet this Thessa you speak so highly of.” “And with her, you won’t have to worry about eating outside, while I entertain the small ones. Plus, there is this rather large boar that I’ve had my eye at the butchery in the Market Square. I shall bring it along, freshly cooked, so that you do not have to worry about cooking for Lucius and me.” “An excellent idea, but now I must attend to my guest. I will see you and Thessa tomorrow at sundown.” “Ah yes, your guests. I almost forgot. Excuse me, dead lady.” Hugh shuffled off down the lane, away from the docks. Soon he was walking more briskly, as his stomach growled. He knew Master Rilius would have the morning meal out by now at The Creeping Vine. His appetite and nose made him drift in the direction of his friends’ morning repast. * * * [/QUOTE]
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