Anyways, we'll see when I get the time to do that again... And I don't know if I'll be able to post on Saturday since I may be in an NCFCA speech tournament (depends if I break into outrounds or not...)
So anyways, on to Part 39: Beyond. IN other words, "we're not in Kansas anymore, Toto"...
Part IXL: Beyond
Date: Yippah 5th, 114 A.U.
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.
Till purified with fire it will stand against fire.
The machine slowly slowed to a halt. The doors opened, and Astrid stepped out into the blowing wind. She walked a couple feet forward to the crag that jutted out, overlooking the mountainous region under, above, and beyond her. In the middle of nowhere. Astrid shivered as Number 994 stepped beside her.
Astrid cringed slightly, still unused to being so close to a living breathing orc, but Number 994 seemed to pay her no mind. Instead he cocked his head and stretched out his hand. And, closing his eyes, he seemed to feel the wind as it rushed past and ponder. Astrid turned away.
“So how far north do you think we have to go?” Flek was asking as he stepped out from the vehicle.
“Far enough,” Reynyagn said as he stepped out beside him. “Most likely it will mean getting past the mountains here into the north beyond; the place where the orcs once lived. Some place that will probably have its fair share of fire in it, at least, that’s what the prophesy would seem to indicate.”
“I don’t particularly think I like what this part of the prophesy says will happen to us here,” Reklen said.
“I know,” Reynyagn said. “But it is through these trials that have been prophesied that we must go through, according to the prophesy, if we want to have any choice at succeeding in our mission.”
“We’re alone,” Astrid said simply as she turned to look upon her new comrades. “There’s nothing out here. Nothing except the wind and snow.”
“Aye,” Reynyagn said. “It’s rather desolate…” They were silent for a few minutes as the wind rushed past.
“I suppose that’s just as well,” Zarien said, hobbling out from the vehicle. His mechanical leg had been giving him problems. “Because, if anyone’s out here, it’s going to be the elves. And I don’t think I want to have our big confrontation with them quite yet. I’m hoping we’re going to get something super-powerful out here to help us stand against them.”
“That would be nice,” Flek agreed.
“Well,” Reynyagn said. “No use standing around talking when we could be doing something. I was hoping that we might be able to find some source of prey out here in the mountains to try and conserve our supplies.”
“I’ll be gone looking,” Number 994 said, and with that he made his way down from the crag to search for prey.
“Very well,” Reynyagn said. “This morning I thought I saw some way for the machine to get fueled on solar power in the back when the machine is idle, so I’m going to investigate that. If the rest of you want to do whatever, that’s fine. Maybe someone wants to go help Number 994 hunt.”
“I’ll hunt on my own,” Reklen chirped, and with that he scampered off. Astrid watched as people left to their own tasks as Flek and Jroldin moved up beside her on the crag of the mountain.
“It’s no wonder you dwarves stayed underground up here,” Flek said. “Isn’t much up here that seems to be any good for you.”
“From what Reynyagn said, it seemed like beyond the mountains would be similarly desolate,” Jroldin said. “But the orcs ended up staying there.”
“True,” Flek said. “But… if Number 994 is any indication, it doesn’t seem that orcs would be the type of people to mind about solitude. Don’t seem to have any personality, that’s for sure.”
Astrid laughed. “I suppose that is true…” she said. “And any personality that Number 994 might have he seems to blame and put off on others. All that weird impersonal orc kind of stuff.”
“He’ll come around…” Jroldin said. “Eventually… At least I hope he does. Can’t have him stay the boring person in our party for long!” There was an awkward silence between them.
“I wish the prophesy gave us more information about what to do,” Astrid finally said. “Or even if we had a good idea about what we were looking for up in the North. I mean, we don’t know anything except that we’re supposed to go up there. We’re just wandering aimlessly!”
“Not really…” Flek said. “Reynyagn seemed to be trying to follow the star still… He said that there was some ancient custom about giving each star a certain position on the earth, and so he was trying to steer the vehicle on course to the traditional spot on the earth where the star would be in hopes that it would bring us anything. At least, he said he was going to… course that was weeks ago with the hectic hustle and bustle of getting prepared and getting sent out on our mission and everything, so he might have a different plan right now.”\
“Reynyagn is some person….” Jroldin said. “He gives me the shivers sometimes though. I mean, if he’s blacker than the night! And he scares the jeepers out of me when he just pops up after he’s been basically invisible in a dark enough shadow.”
“He’s not that creepy…” Astrid said, a bit defensively. “At the very least, he knows where we should be going.”
“What’s he doing?” They all turned to follow Jroldin’s line of sight to Rider, who was standing alone on part of the mountain, gazing off in the distance back from where they had come from.
“He seems to be a bit of a solitary person,” Astrid said. “At least for now he is… doesn’t talk much at all…”
“Brother Tomas said it had something to do with his past before he came to Araelia…” Jroldin said.
“Well, I suppose that makes a bit of sense…” Flek said. “But sometimes I wonder about him… I do wonder…”
So anyways, on to Part 39: Beyond. IN other words, "we're not in Kansas anymore, Toto"...
Part IXL: Beyond
Date: Yippah 5th, 114 A.U.
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.
Till purified with fire it will stand against fire.
The machine slowly slowed to a halt. The doors opened, and Astrid stepped out into the blowing wind. She walked a couple feet forward to the crag that jutted out, overlooking the mountainous region under, above, and beyond her. In the middle of nowhere. Astrid shivered as Number 994 stepped beside her.
Astrid cringed slightly, still unused to being so close to a living breathing orc, but Number 994 seemed to pay her no mind. Instead he cocked his head and stretched out his hand. And, closing his eyes, he seemed to feel the wind as it rushed past and ponder. Astrid turned away.
“So how far north do you think we have to go?” Flek was asking as he stepped out from the vehicle.
“Far enough,” Reynyagn said as he stepped out beside him. “Most likely it will mean getting past the mountains here into the north beyond; the place where the orcs once lived. Some place that will probably have its fair share of fire in it, at least, that’s what the prophesy would seem to indicate.”
“I don’t particularly think I like what this part of the prophesy says will happen to us here,” Reklen said.
“I know,” Reynyagn said. “But it is through these trials that have been prophesied that we must go through, according to the prophesy, if we want to have any choice at succeeding in our mission.”
“We’re alone,” Astrid said simply as she turned to look upon her new comrades. “There’s nothing out here. Nothing except the wind and snow.”
“Aye,” Reynyagn said. “It’s rather desolate…” They were silent for a few minutes as the wind rushed past.
“I suppose that’s just as well,” Zarien said, hobbling out from the vehicle. His mechanical leg had been giving him problems. “Because, if anyone’s out here, it’s going to be the elves. And I don’t think I want to have our big confrontation with them quite yet. I’m hoping we’re going to get something super-powerful out here to help us stand against them.”
“That would be nice,” Flek agreed.
“Well,” Reynyagn said. “No use standing around talking when we could be doing something. I was hoping that we might be able to find some source of prey out here in the mountains to try and conserve our supplies.”
“I’ll be gone looking,” Number 994 said, and with that he made his way down from the crag to search for prey.
“Very well,” Reynyagn said. “This morning I thought I saw some way for the machine to get fueled on solar power in the back when the machine is idle, so I’m going to investigate that. If the rest of you want to do whatever, that’s fine. Maybe someone wants to go help Number 994 hunt.”
“I’ll hunt on my own,” Reklen chirped, and with that he scampered off. Astrid watched as people left to their own tasks as Flek and Jroldin moved up beside her on the crag of the mountain.
“It’s no wonder you dwarves stayed underground up here,” Flek said. “Isn’t much up here that seems to be any good for you.”
“From what Reynyagn said, it seemed like beyond the mountains would be similarly desolate,” Jroldin said. “But the orcs ended up staying there.”
“True,” Flek said. “But… if Number 994 is any indication, it doesn’t seem that orcs would be the type of people to mind about solitude. Don’t seem to have any personality, that’s for sure.”
Astrid laughed. “I suppose that is true…” she said. “And any personality that Number 994 might have he seems to blame and put off on others. All that weird impersonal orc kind of stuff.”
“He’ll come around…” Jroldin said. “Eventually… At least I hope he does. Can’t have him stay the boring person in our party for long!” There was an awkward silence between them.
“I wish the prophesy gave us more information about what to do,” Astrid finally said. “Or even if we had a good idea about what we were looking for up in the North. I mean, we don’t know anything except that we’re supposed to go up there. We’re just wandering aimlessly!”
“Not really…” Flek said. “Reynyagn seemed to be trying to follow the star still… He said that there was some ancient custom about giving each star a certain position on the earth, and so he was trying to steer the vehicle on course to the traditional spot on the earth where the star would be in hopes that it would bring us anything. At least, he said he was going to… course that was weeks ago with the hectic hustle and bustle of getting prepared and getting sent out on our mission and everything, so he might have a different plan right now.”\
“Reynyagn is some person….” Jroldin said. “He gives me the shivers sometimes though. I mean, if he’s blacker than the night! And he scares the jeepers out of me when he just pops up after he’s been basically invisible in a dark enough shadow.”
“He’s not that creepy…” Astrid said, a bit defensively. “At the very least, he knows where we should be going.”
“What’s he doing?” They all turned to follow Jroldin’s line of sight to Rider, who was standing alone on part of the mountain, gazing off in the distance back from where they had come from.
“He seems to be a bit of a solitary person,” Astrid said. “At least for now he is… doesn’t talk much at all…”
“Brother Tomas said it had something to do with his past before he came to Araelia…” Jroldin said.
“Well, I suppose that makes a bit of sense…” Flek said. “But sometimes I wonder about him… I do wonder…”
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