Think that Jroldin's part, though many of you like him, has the most boring part? Think he never has any action and that I forgot about the bug placed on him (though the latter MIGHT be true)... Think again! He finally gets some action... and, IMO, proves himself to be by far the funniest of the characters we're following... I mean, who else has just been (Removed Because It is A Spoiler) and just calmly snacks on a bag of chips?
Part XXIV: Kidnapped
Date: Amanela 18th 114 A.U.
Together with Brother Tomas, Jroldin walked away from the capitol back toward home. Jroldin still hadn’t been able to tell his father about his affairs with Astrid and being a member of the prophesy. Oldin continued to come back from work after Jroldin went to bed and elave before Jroldin awoke. Jroldin was considering writing a note tonight.
That day had been a lot of bustle about perhaps finding another member. Apparently there was some “ambitious” elf who was an outcast from the rest of the elves that lived in Araelia. Jroldin knew that the elf, Rider, was one of the few elves that safely lived in Araelia, and he supposed it was about time that they began to gather other members of the prophesy. Brother Tomas had explained that there were actually two elves in the prophesy, making the seven people work—there was an ambitious elf, and then a pair of an orc and an elf that would come together.
“So,” Brother Tomas said. “It would appear that you are indeed a member of the prophesy!”
“No kidding…” Jroldin murmured. According to the scouting party that went up above the mountains, the exceedingly bright blue star had appeared. Jroldin mentally remembered the lines of the prophesy that Brother Tomas had recited. He wasn’t exactly sure why Governor Astrid hadn’t included these lines in the Remembrance Ceremony, but she hadn’t.
A sign will arise in the sky to call the team together
A burning ember dark will rise and proclaim an emergence
The sign will gather together the team to rise to fight
To fight for good, to fight ‘gainst evil, to fight against the darkness
And now a hope is here!
And now a hope is here!
Far North the party now must go if it wants to succeed.
The trials that will try the group will bring it to the brink;
Despair must run o’er them before the culmination comes.
And then the party will be ready to go forth to war.
And purified with fire it will stand against fire.
And now a hope is tried!
And now a hope is tried!
Brother Tomas had been grilling him both on this and also the other words of the prophecy during the breaks during the endless interrogations and questionings of the Governor Astrid and her experts. Between lots of work today and the day before, they’d gotten a lot of work to do since Brother Tomas was resolved that Jroldin memorize the prophecy since he was convinced Jroldin to be heir of the prophecy. Forasmuch as Jroldin didn’t particularly enjoy memorizing the prophecy, it was a much-need relief for a lot of information being dumped into his head about the prophecy and its fulfillment and explanations for why it was true and all that other stuff that the experts told him.
Jroldin still wasn’t exactly sure about the prophesy—but he was considering it, and he did find the ways facts seemed to be lining up with the prophesy kind of odd. At the very least, Jroldin publicly accepted the prophesy, as he did with accepting the Great One. But deep inside his heart…
“The second line of the fourth stanza!” Brother Tomas suddenly said.
Jroldin thought a bit before speaking: “A warrior wants to lead and yet it won’t be granted him,” he recited. “Right?”
“Close enough,” Brother Tomas said. “Now-“
Suddenly, a car screeched around the corner and squealed to a stop nearby. “Someone’s in a hurry,” Jroldin casually remarked, walking closer to it to see who was inside. Suddenly, two men leapt out of the car from each side, each of them holding a gun.
“Ru-“ Brother Tomas yelled and turned to run, but a man grabbed him first, just as another grabbed Jroldin, levering guns at them. ‘
“Get in the car,” one of them snapped. “Now!”
“But-“ Jroldin began.
“Now!” the man said, and shoved Jroldin into the car. Sliding on the seat, Jroldin moved to get out, but Brother Tomas was shoved next to him, and then the armed men sat on either side, shutting the car doors, doing everything as easy as it were clock work. The car’s engine revved, and suddenly the hover car shot forward, moving again into the busy streets.
Jroldin looked from side to side, and then took a bag of half-eaten crumbled chips from his pocket. He had no idea where that came from. Maybe from the cafeteria that he had lunched at with Governor Astrid… Sticking a chip into his mouth, Jroldin looked at the guard next to him.
“Where you taking us?” he asked, his mouth full.
The man looked at Jroldin with disgust. “None of your business,” he snapped. “And what are you eating?”
Jroldin stuck another handful of chips into his mouth. “None of your business,” he retorted.
Raising his hand, the man brought it down, smacking Jroldin on the cheek and snatching the bag of chips from his hand in the same move. Rolling down the darkened window, the man threw the bag of chips out the window before rolling it back up. Rubbing his smarting cheek, Jroldin turned to Brother Tomas, who was folding and unfolding his brown robe.
“Brother Tomas,” Jroldin asked. “Where do you think they’re taking us? And why?”
“I don’t know,” Brother Tomas solemnly replied. “Although I suspect that-”
“No talking amongst the prisoners!” one of the guards snapped. Jroldin sully fell silent. Stupid guards. Stupid kidnapping. But it probably wouldn’t matter in the end. His father would save him. He had put a tagger on him a couple years ago after some of his father’s enemies had tried to kidnap Jroldin to use him as insurance against his father. So his dad would be able to save him in due time.
“Put the blindfolds on,” one of the men said. “Can’t let them know where I’m taking them.”
“But-“ Jroldin said.
“No buts!” one of the men rebutted. And with that, despite Jroldin’s initial struggling, the blindfolds were put on. And Jroldin continued the journey there in blindness and silence.
Part XXIV: Kidnapped
Date: Amanela 18th 114 A.U.
Together with Brother Tomas, Jroldin walked away from the capitol back toward home. Jroldin still hadn’t been able to tell his father about his affairs with Astrid and being a member of the prophesy. Oldin continued to come back from work after Jroldin went to bed and elave before Jroldin awoke. Jroldin was considering writing a note tonight.
That day had been a lot of bustle about perhaps finding another member. Apparently there was some “ambitious” elf who was an outcast from the rest of the elves that lived in Araelia. Jroldin knew that the elf, Rider, was one of the few elves that safely lived in Araelia, and he supposed it was about time that they began to gather other members of the prophesy. Brother Tomas had explained that there were actually two elves in the prophesy, making the seven people work—there was an ambitious elf, and then a pair of an orc and an elf that would come together.
“So,” Brother Tomas said. “It would appear that you are indeed a member of the prophesy!”
“No kidding…” Jroldin murmured. According to the scouting party that went up above the mountains, the exceedingly bright blue star had appeared. Jroldin mentally remembered the lines of the prophesy that Brother Tomas had recited. He wasn’t exactly sure why Governor Astrid hadn’t included these lines in the Remembrance Ceremony, but she hadn’t.
A sign will arise in the sky to call the team together
A burning ember dark will rise and proclaim an emergence
The sign will gather together the team to rise to fight
To fight for good, to fight ‘gainst evil, to fight against the darkness
And now a hope is here!
And now a hope is here!
Far North the party now must go if it wants to succeed.
The trials that will try the group will bring it to the brink;
Despair must run o’er them before the culmination comes.
And then the party will be ready to go forth to war.
And purified with fire it will stand against fire.
And now a hope is tried!
And now a hope is tried!
Brother Tomas had been grilling him both on this and also the other words of the prophecy during the breaks during the endless interrogations and questionings of the Governor Astrid and her experts. Between lots of work today and the day before, they’d gotten a lot of work to do since Brother Tomas was resolved that Jroldin memorize the prophecy since he was convinced Jroldin to be heir of the prophecy. Forasmuch as Jroldin didn’t particularly enjoy memorizing the prophecy, it was a much-need relief for a lot of information being dumped into his head about the prophecy and its fulfillment and explanations for why it was true and all that other stuff that the experts told him.
Jroldin still wasn’t exactly sure about the prophesy—but he was considering it, and he did find the ways facts seemed to be lining up with the prophesy kind of odd. At the very least, Jroldin publicly accepted the prophesy, as he did with accepting the Great One. But deep inside his heart…
“The second line of the fourth stanza!” Brother Tomas suddenly said.
Jroldin thought a bit before speaking: “A warrior wants to lead and yet it won’t be granted him,” he recited. “Right?”
“Close enough,” Brother Tomas said. “Now-“
Suddenly, a car screeched around the corner and squealed to a stop nearby. “Someone’s in a hurry,” Jroldin casually remarked, walking closer to it to see who was inside. Suddenly, two men leapt out of the car from each side, each of them holding a gun.
“Ru-“ Brother Tomas yelled and turned to run, but a man grabbed him first, just as another grabbed Jroldin, levering guns at them. ‘
“Get in the car,” one of them snapped. “Now!”
“But-“ Jroldin began.
“Now!” the man said, and shoved Jroldin into the car. Sliding on the seat, Jroldin moved to get out, but Brother Tomas was shoved next to him, and then the armed men sat on either side, shutting the car doors, doing everything as easy as it were clock work. The car’s engine revved, and suddenly the hover car shot forward, moving again into the busy streets.
Jroldin looked from side to side, and then took a bag of half-eaten crumbled chips from his pocket. He had no idea where that came from. Maybe from the cafeteria that he had lunched at with Governor Astrid… Sticking a chip into his mouth, Jroldin looked at the guard next to him.
“Where you taking us?” he asked, his mouth full.
The man looked at Jroldin with disgust. “None of your business,” he snapped. “And what are you eating?”
Jroldin stuck another handful of chips into his mouth. “None of your business,” he retorted.
Raising his hand, the man brought it down, smacking Jroldin on the cheek and snatching the bag of chips from his hand in the same move. Rolling down the darkened window, the man threw the bag of chips out the window before rolling it back up. Rubbing his smarting cheek, Jroldin turned to Brother Tomas, who was folding and unfolding his brown robe.
“Brother Tomas,” Jroldin asked. “Where do you think they’re taking us? And why?”
“I don’t know,” Brother Tomas solemnly replied. “Although I suspect that-”
“No talking amongst the prisoners!” one of the guards snapped. Jroldin sully fell silent. Stupid guards. Stupid kidnapping. But it probably wouldn’t matter in the end. His father would save him. He had put a tagger on him a couple years ago after some of his father’s enemies had tried to kidnap Jroldin to use him as insurance against his father. So his dad would be able to save him in due time.
“Put the blindfolds on,” one of the men said. “Can’t let them know where I’m taking them.”
“But-“ Jroldin said.
“No buts!” one of the men rebutted. And with that, despite Jroldin’s initial struggling, the blindfolds were put on. And Jroldin continued the journey there in blindness and silence.
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