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Jurak could feel something was amiss with Viper, he couldn't understand WhY,
he hadn't "checked in" yet!...
....was he hurt......or lost, amidst the tall giants...
[color:"#33cc33"]Willow, do you sense Viper's whereabouts at all?[/color]Jurak asked of Willow
Jolie looked at Willows somber face, and that answered the whole thing right there!!
No, I can feel nothing of Viper's dilemma, and i'm starting to fear for his
well-being!, I'm afraid he must be in some sort of danger, or I would sense
his lifeforce, good or bad.
All I feel is this teardrop, throbbing more and more in my hand, and a deep
nagging of MutaBar's spirit! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Jurak looked at Jolie, who looked at Womble, who looked at Willow, looking at
the rest with sadness in her silver eyes...
[color:"#33cc33"]We may have to postpone our searching for a passage to the peaks,
and concentrate on finding that shortcut to Beregrost! But thats just a
thought, on the other hand we could....[/color]
Womble broke in vehemently, telling of the great Drogni Ironbeard, who outcast
him, just for "borrowing" his axe, being the fearless ruler, of the Great
Dwarven Halls, and on about how there was a vicious rivalry between
Nagarous and Rabaer, and with Rabaer's broken bond with the unicorn's complete,
the "nugget" was already in their posession, all that was left was to find
Rabaer, and the axe would be not far away!
That would only take a few days....of intense labor....
..that is...maybe more,
who knows if we find the entrance right away or not....
They looked towards the mountians, across the lake, very majestic looking they
were, and very evil, and sinister, at the same time...
Things had relaxed since their arrival, and they were sitting by the fireside,
you guessed it! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" /> havin a beer! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
"meat" was curled up close to a large rock, beside the firepit, and "Fe" was
curled around the little pigs neck!
Jolie and Willow were whispering sweet nothings in each others ears,
and looked to be rather enjoying it too! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" /> Was Willow gaining weight?...
Womble and Jurak were doin what they do "second best", and thats
"havin a few pints, discussin the days events, and tomorrows plans"...
...it was a great way (usually) to get things solved,
or at least planned.... in a relaxed atmosphere... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
they were making plans for Rabaer, and what would ultimately be in Womble's
hands!.. the axe... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/badsmile2.gif" alt="" /> ....the key is weakening his defences, once thats done, we may have a chance,
but it has to be well planned, and masterminded by a near genius, <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
a caper this well orchestrated, could only ...
be pulled of by one team,... and they knew it was do or die!
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....."weakening his defences, yes.....but how....[/color]"Womble trailed off..
...
thinking,...[color:"orange"]We need a devious plan for this devious Rabaer.....
[/color].....he got up and started pacing around himming, and thinking to himself....
Jurak got up and excused himself for a moment, and wandered off towards
the calm lake. The moons were high in the clear sky, and giving a nice
moonlight glow, mixed with the mist at the far end of the water.
The reflection of the ebbing water was soothing and comforting,
and brought back good memories of younger days.....
Jurak could hear the thunderous roar of the waterfalls in the distance,
that made him think of the passage.... and if, and how he, would get to it?
Forest noises were very silent, and there was virtually no noise,
except for the falls .... there was virtually no activity at all!
Jurak felt alone for the first time in his whole journey! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/puppyeyes.gif" alt="" />
That thought got stomped on and beat severly, <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
and soon Jurak was on his way to locate the entrance,
to the passage way for his friends...
...before they awoke the next morning......
He walked through the forest with the moonlight playing tricks with the low-
hanging branches.....leaving long craggy shadows.......!creepy!......
he rounded the end of the lake, and was approaching the waterfall, which was
very high indeed.....even higher than he ever remembered!
Short-stepping across the path.... Jurak walked around the west side of the
waterfall,
to a narrow footpath, which would actually be wide enough for the sled,
and possibly wagon too!....if we take off it's cover maybe! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
Down the pathway under the rushing deafening roar, the water was cool,
and felt energy-charged of some sort! he continued back to the rear wall
of the cave, that had been eaten away from the countless years of erosion,
from the water constantly splashing ... it was lit!........the passage was lit!
There it was.......and it was lit by torchlight!! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> That could only mean
somebody was here recently........or is still here! he ventured forth a few
meters into the tunnelway, which was crosshatched with some sort of irrigation
system, for there was water flowing this way and that, leading off into the
darkness of another shaft... cobwebs and trailing moss clung to the slimy wet
walls, that looked Pre-OrCian!
Jurak decided to head quickly back to the camp....... before
someone woke up and,
wandered off somewhere and got lost ......like the rest! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
In his haste to get back to his friends, Jurak turned right,
when he should've went left, and had run only a few meters before
he finally realized he was going the wrong way.
This part of the cave was swept and cared for, well looked after...he noticed,
as he was examining the small space.....he soon turned around
to head back the other way...and tripped, on an oddly shaped flat rock...
he was noticing what looked like words,or symbols carved into the flat rock, and
it happened immediately!! ...instantly he was engulfed with bluish/white
swirls of particles.... and quickly transported to the peaks of the Azure Mtns!
Jurak was disoriented for a moment.....wondering just exactly where he was at......
till he saw 2 sentrys with their backs to him, looking the other way...
...this should be an easy double play,... he thought! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/badsmile2.gif" alt="" />
Jurak snuck up on the unwary duo, and made short work of their vocal chords,
slitting two necks with one well placed razor precision Swoooooosh!...
the sword was definetly quicker than the voice this time......all that came
from their throats was a low gurgling, bubbly sound...nobody else
around.....good then.....where is that rock with the design......he fumbled
around a bit and eventually found the "return ticket" to his friends.......
Jurak ran as fast as his long green legs could carry him,
back through the narrow footpath,
around the west side of the waterfall,
and back on the trail, to his comrades at the nice cozy, warm fire,........
he couldn't wait to tell them!!! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
They'd be happier than a "meat" in poop ! ! !..... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/stupid.gif" alt="" />
.......he was sure........
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