Gender: Male Age: 54 Location: Las Vegas, Nv
|Introduction: Dark gods|
I glanced out the open door to watch the summer rain with dozens of rainbows. My sons were actually walking well... toddling and getting into everything. Ash was learning better control now that her companion was constantly with her and helping. Melody spent most of each day at the mage hall getting lessons.
Jasmine slipped up beside me and put her arm around my waist, “feeling melancholy?”
I smiled, “a little. It feels like I have been cooped up for months.”
She grinned and gave me a push towards the door, “go steal something, that will make you feel better.”
I laughed but walked out and headed to the Grinning Cat. Teresa had her baby in a cradle by the kitchen door with all her miniatures crowded on it. I caressed Jewel when she rubbed against my neck and sat at my table. Teresa grinned when she walked by and slipped a mug of cider onto the table, “playing hooky?”
I grinned and took a sip before relaxing. When Teresa returned she gave Jewel a caress, “so what mischief have you been up to?”
I smiled and raised an eyebrow and she grinned, “practicing.”
I glanced at the baby, “have you been to the garden fair?”
She laughed and turned to sit beside me, “it was wonderful. We even saw a lot of the nobles with their children.”
I glanced at the door when it opened and frowned at the small man that entered. He looked around and crossed to another table to whisper to a dark cloaked man. It was summer and even with the rain, people did not wear long dark cloaks. I nodded to the table, “do you know them?”
Teresa looked and shook her head, “they have come in a few times. They asked a few questions about the king and...”
She frowned, “the first time they asked if we had a temple called... Cesh?”
I hissed, “Krish?”
She smiled, “Yes.”
I growled, “don’t let them give you anything and don’t accept food or drink from them. Clean and check the table and bench with salt water where they sit after they leave.”
She looked at them as they stood together and started to leave. I hesitated before standing, “be careful of what you say around them.”
I turned to follow them out, Krish was a collection of several dark gods. They cherished pain and making people suffer. I glanced up as the drakes dropped down from the rooftops. I reached up to Jewel, “let the children know to follow at a long distance.”
She looked up and gave a warbling chirp. The drakes spread out as they flew back up close to the rooftops. We were headed for the stockyards and I had to fall back further. When they began looking around I moved into a doorway. The cloaked man turned to look back the way they came and I saw him drop something that spun off strands of magic.
They walked into what looked like a warehouse and I waited and watched. I glanced at Jewel, “go tell the others to watch around the whole building.”
She nodded and leaped into the air. I moved out of the doorway and down to the strands of magic. It was still raining but I could still see the almost sickly yellow tint of the strands. I slipped out a silver pen knife as I knelt and started moving the strands. Once I had them on the wall beside the doorway I left them and moved away.
I put the knife away as I went to a waterspout and easily climbed up to the roof. Jewel landed on my shoulder as I was moving to one of the skylights. I stood back as I peered down and in and slowly looked and searched the dark shadows. I shifted when I saw the statues and Jewel rubbed against my neck.
I watched as a dozen men knelt in front of the statues while bowing their heads. I almost broke in because they had a man on what looked like a bed of nails. He was bloody from hundreds of cuts on his body but I could see he wasn’t moving or breathing. I watched until they began to leave and then moved to look down in the street.
I needed to slip into the warehouse and settled to wait since the black cloaked man had remained inside. Slowly the day ended and night came and the rain stopped. I climbed down and moved into the shadows close to the door. I waited and finally the man emerged, he frowned when he looked at the spot where he had left the trap.
I slipped up and he turned and one hand began to move as I struck with a sap. It hit him on the temple and he dropped. I checked him before stripping the cloak off and put it on. I checked the man before lifting him and turning to enter the warehouse, “Jewel stay out here with the drakes and keep watch.”
She leaped into the air as I opened the door. The moment I stepped in I felt the pain and searing agony but ignored it as I carried the man to the bed of nails. I set him down and reached out to move the dead man. I looked at the bed of nails before stripping and lifting the man I had carried in. I set him on the nails before I began moving it towards the statues.
The pain increased until it felt as if I was being flayed. Finally I stopped and looked around as I limped away and came back with a couple of empty crates. I tilted the back of the bed so the dark gods statues could see the man. The pain vanished and the man stiffed before he began to scream.
I went looking in the shadows before finding old rags and sacks. The man was writhing around in agony is his flesh was torn and burned. There were four statues with a single chest filled with gold offerings and I shuddered at what might happen. I moved into the darkness behind them and slipped up behind one.
I quickly pulled a sack down over it until only the bottom half of the statue was left uncovered. I moved back and shook my hands and looked at them. They were red and stinging as if I had burned them. The man on the bed was only spasming as his blood ran freely. I moved to the other end and moved up to pull another sack down over another statue.
I was gritting my teeth in pain as I backed away. I didn’t wait and moved to the next statue and yanked the sack down over it. I was almost screaming and felt blood trickling down my chest and arms. I growled as I moved behind the last statue and pulled the sack over it. The pain vanished and I moved back and sagged to the floor.
It was several minutes before I could move, I checked the man but he was dead. I had been thinking and left. I had to wake the stable boy at an inn and slipped him a gold piece to use their wagon and team of horses. I also bought four old horse blankets and a sledge hammer before harnessing the horses and leaving.
I returned to the warehouse and looked at Jewel when she landed, “go to Silver. I am going north of the city to the Salmaman river and need him.”
She rubbed my neck before leaping into the air. I glanced up where I knew the drakes were hiding in the shadows, “watch for those that were here.”
I slipped into the warehouse and opened the large door. I wrapped and tied a horse blanket around each statue before I began moving it towards the wagon. I had to be careful not to touch the statue with bare hands, once had been enough to burn my hand. It took awhile to get all four into the wagon.
When I was done I moved the offering chest into a dark corner and then went back outside. I began to slowly move the trap the dead man had set until it was inside and larger. I put it in front of where the statues had been before I closed the doors and left. The drakes dropped and one or another kept landing on me and pressing against me as I led the horses.
I went to the river where it was wide and shallow but where the water flowed rapidly. I carefully took the statues out of the wagon and sat to wait for the sun. The pain of the burns and the cuts throbbed and stung and itched. I removed the cloak and made a fire before putting it in. I watched it burn and pet the drakes as they clung to me.
The sun was coming up when Jewel swooped down and landed on my shoulder. I glanced at Dragon and then Griffin when they arrived with Silver behind them. He was frowning as I struggled to my feet, “what happened?”
I gestured to the wrapped statues, “Kirsh.”
He hissed and reached out to turn me and shake his head. He looked at the statues, “what are you going to do?”
I turned towards the river, “once the sun is up I am going to drag them into the river and use a hammer to smash them.”
He hesitated, “that might be very dangerous.”
I nodded, “that was why I needed you.”
He sighed as he looked at the river before looking at me, “take them to the fast moving water and after each strike back away. Try not to rip or tear the coverings. Once the statues has been broken beyond repair or recognition the dark entities will have to flee.”
I nodded and glanced at the sun before moving to the first. I hesitated and gritted my teeth before I began to drag it into the water. I thought about Silver’s words as I felt the burning and slices. I finally dropped the statue and walked out of the water to get the sledge hammer. I walked back into the water and to the statue.
I looked at where the head would be and lifted the heavy hammer before I swung with all my might. I felt the head break and stepped back as the water around the statue began to boil. I watched as it continued for several minutes. The cooler river water swept the hot boiling water away and I moved back to take another swing.
It took a dozen before things stopped happening and I was able to smash the rest of the statue. When I removed the horse blanket and sack nothing happened. I wadded out and blinked when I saw Jasmine waiting beside Silver. She shook her head and reached out to strip me before applying a salve that seemed to be laced with magic strands.
It soothed the burns and made the cuts feel better. Silver held up a short piece of rope, “pull the rest into the river using rope.”
I nodded and dressed before taking the rope and moving to the next statue. I made a loop and put it around the head before pulling it tight. I pulled the statue into the water like the first and took my time smashing it. The other two were just as easy, I even pulled the remains of the heads out and broke them into tiny pieces.
Jasmine and Silver walked back to the city with me. Even though I was tired I had more business. I sent them home as I returned the horses and wagon. I went back to the warehouse and walked in to find all the disciples writhing around in the trap. I left them and went to the chest and looked in.
Magic strands swirled through the gold coins that had images of the dark gods. There was also several tiny gold figurines laces with magic. The chest was clear of strands so I closed the lid before I began pulling it across the floor. The men screamed as I left but they deserved everything they got.
I used the short rope to pull the chest after me and down the street. I went to a man I knew, he was a blacksmith that specialized in making daggers and knives. I grinned as he looked at me with raised eyebrows, “want to make a little extra money?”
He looked around before gesturing into his shop, “I don’t do business anymore.”
I pulled the chest to one side, “not even to melt down cursed treasure?”
He blinked, “cursed?”
I opened the chest, “see the figurines and the image on the coins?”
He leaned over to look in and frowned, “I don’t recognize...”
I closed the lid, “if you did I would have to think real hard about killing you. Those were images of the Krish gods.”
He sucked in his breath, “where...”
He shook his head, “never mind. How are you going to melt them without being cursed?”
I grinned, “silk gloves.”
He nodded before turning to his forge, “what kind of mold do you want?”
I shrugged, “what do you have?”
He grinned and then laughed, “I have been making those tiny figurines for the garden fair.”
I grinned, “those would be perfect.”
He nodded and I went to get the silk gloves while he set up a pot to melt the gold in.
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