Vennoa the Half elf SorcererChapter 3
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Vennoa and Tempest traveled towards Tensia in a caravan, and their trip was mostly uneventful. The caravan encountered some bandits along the way, but before Vennoa and Tempest could get off the caravan to help fend off the bandits, some armored riders had arrived, and the bandits scrambled off as quickly as they could. From the rags that the bandits had been wearing, Vennoa figured that they were likely poor and hungry. She almost felt sorry for them.
The armored people had identified themselves as the Riders of Tensia, and offered to escort them to the city. They said that bandits had been attacking unprotected caravans for food and money, so it was up to them to chase the bandits away. The riders had also expressed some sympathy for the bandits, and typically tried not to kill anyone unless they had to.
Some time later, they finally arrived at Tensia, and the riders went back outwards to find more caravans to protect. The city of Tensia was wet. And soggy. There were large puddles of water everywhere. Vennoa sometimes enjoyed the feeling of raindrops hitting her skin, but this was too much. It felt almost as if there was so much water that it was floating in the air.
Come to think of it, it has been raining continuously since we were halfway here. Vennoa looked around and the whole city looked depressed. The endless rain didn’t help, but everyone whom she saw looked sad, sick, hungry, or all three. There were plenty of people dressed in rags, huddled in small sheltered areas. They looked so downtrodden that they didn’t even try to beg for food from Vennoa and Tempest.
“Hey, did you see that?” Tempest suddenly asked, pointing towards an alleyway.
“See what?” Vennoa asked in return.
“There was an old man there staring at us. I could have sworn he was shuffling some cards or something. But when he saw me noticing, he disappeared down the alley.”
“So what?” Vennoa asked. “There’s plenty of old people around here. He’s just another one.”
“He was dressed much better than these people,” Tempest said. “He seemed interested in us for some reason.”
Could he be the same person in the adventurers’ guild? “Let’s go find him then,” Vennoa suggested.
They walked quickly to the alleyway that Tempest had seen the old man enter, but there was no sign of him. The alleyway was deserted, and there were old boxes stacked against one wall.
Vennoa shrugged. “It’s probably nothing anyway. Let’s move on.”
Tempest nodded, and they continued on their exploration of the city. They attempted to talk to some of the people walking along the streets, but the people were only interested in getting out of the rain, and either ignored their questions, or just grunted and kept on walking.
Tempest approached a family sitting along the road, shivering. “Hey,” Tempest said. “Could you tell me where the priests are?”
“The priests!” the man scoffed. “They’re nowhere. That’s where they are. They’re supposed to be helping us, but do you see any of them around?”
It was true, Vennoa and Tempest had not seen anyone that looked like a priest walking along the streets.
Tempest opened his backpack and took out a day’s rations. He gave it to the children and said, “This isn’t much, but hopefully it’ll help.”
The children were extremely happy and excited, and even their parents had a small weary smile.
“If you’re looking for the priests, you can try going to their temple up the hill,” the woman said, pointing to a hill some distance away.
“Thank you,” Tempest said.
As they walked away from the family towards the hill, Vennoa said, “That was a good idea, trading some rations for information.”
Tempest looked a little offended. “That wasn’t what I was trying to do. They just looked really hungry.”
Them, and everyone else. Vennoa said, “I see.”
On their way to the temple, they passed by the docks. Normally the docks would be bustling with activity, but there was scarcely anyone around, just like everywhere else in town. They could see several wrecked ships near the docks, and some in the water nearby. The people in this part of town looked even sadder than the ones before — some of them were opening weeping.
“What’s the matter?” Tempest kindly asked a woman who was sobbing.
The woman replied, “My husband. He went out to fish.” She pointed over towards the sea. “He never came back from the storm.” She started wailing in agony.
Tempest tried to comfort her, but nothing seemed to work. Vennoa shook her head and pulled him away, and they continued on their journey. As they got closer to the temple up on the hill, they started seeing more people. Almost all of them were sitting or laying on the streets with the same forlorn looks on their faces.
Finally, around dusk, Vennoa and Tempest arrived at the temple. It was made with smooth marble, and it almost looked like it was gleaming. In contrast to the other buildings they passed in the city, the temple was well-maintained and clean. Even the heavy rainfall seemed to slide off its roof and walls, and left the temple pristine.
The party made their way quickly to the Temple of Selune, and were warmly greeted by Priestess Seireri, whom an acolyte had rushed off to inform when he had seen the party approaching the temple entrance. “Welcome back, adventurers,” Seireri said. “Were you successful in finding a diamond?” Vennoa retrieved the diamond from her pack, and held it out to Seireri. “Great, this will do,” Seireri said. “Come, have a good rest, and we will cast the spell in the morning.” “Why not do it right...
There was excitement in the air. Vennoa could see children happily running around, as if this was a circus or fair of some sort. Were they adventurers? Or children of adventurers? Some of the children seemed to be ... floating? Vennoa peered a little more closely. The children appeared to be drinking some sort of potion, and then start floating. Well, not all of them. Some of the children started bouncing, at a higher frequency and greater height than a regular child’s bouncing. And yet...
“And that’s how we got that Beholder to let us in,” Tempest boasted. Vennoa rolled her eyes. Her memory of the event involved both the Beholder and Tempest knocked out cold from the alcohol. She was seated in a tavern with Tempest. The two rangers had gone off separately after the convention, while she and Tempest had decided to stick together, at least for a while more. As much as she wouldn’t admit it, Tempest had a simplicity to his personality that Vennoa appreciated. And it didn’t hurt...
Hearing the chanting from the kobolds, Agate stopped the donkey pulling the cart. Tempest continued walking down the road, with his arms out, clearly showing that he was unarmed at the moment. The goblin, who had walked back to the edge of the road, pulled out a javelin that had been strapped to its back, and threw the javelin at Tempest. Tempest tried to dodge the javelin, but failed. The javelin hit him square in the chest, and Tempest fell to the ground. Rage filled Vennoa. She jumped up...
Pua had heard the noise too, and quickly signaled for Fender to rejoin the party. The party cautiously walked towards the tunnel where they had heard the sound from. It was a short tunnel, and they didn’t hear any other sounds. They poured into the next cavern quickly, hoping to surprise whatever was in there. There was a group of about ten kobold adults, huddling in the corner. The kobold adults seemed smaller than the ones they had fought before, and they were clutching smaller-sized...
The party of five — Agate, Fender, Pua, Tempest, and Vennoa — headed towards the North gate of Tensia. Priestess Seireri had told them to head to the nearest farm, which was about half a day’s walk North outsideTensia. As they walked along the streets of Tensia, Vennoa could feel the air of wetness and depression settle back down onto her and the rest of the party. The temple had provided a brief respite, but now they were back in the thick of it. It was morning, and the sight was similar to...
They kept moving along the trail until again, it became blended in with the surroundings and they weren’t sure if they were on the trail. Pua, as always, insisted that they were heading the right way. Over time, the trees started becoming less dense, and the sunlight began to pour through gaps in the canopy. “See? I told you I knew the way,” Pua said proudly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Agate said. “The trees. There’s less of them now,” Pua said slowly. “Yes, I noticed...
In a flash, Pua appeared. Vennoa had lost track of him in the first moments of battle, but now she could make out his familiar shell again. He had engaged the armored kobold, ostensibly from behind, and the two were duking it out. The flying kobolds had ascended and retreated, probably looking for more rocks. Agate took the moment to rush over to Tempest. He reached and took Tempest’s potion of healing, and poured it into Tempest’s mouth. Tempest looked immediately better again. Agate also...
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The convention was huge. Vennoa and the two rangers had no idea how to start looking for the secret VIP entrance, so they wandered around somewhat randomly. Tempest was still nowhere to be seen. He was either still floating in the air, or probably landed face-first at another part of the convention. Vennoa hoped that he had better luck finding the VIP entrance. “Hey!” A familiar voice called out. Vennoa turned, and spotted Tempest in the distance. He looked extremely happy, so his return to...
“Spread out!” Pua yelled, darting in one direction. The rest of them followed suit in other directions. Vennoa shot a firebolt at one of the flying kobolds, but it went too far to the side and hit nothing. Fender had quickly loaded her crossbow and fired, and gave a whoop as she hit the other flying kobold. However, even with the bolt sticking out of its leg, it continued flying towards them. Vennoa steadied her aim to fire again, but was pushed to the side by Agate. She harshly turned to...
From the far side of the cavern, a kobold face appeared. It peered into the cavern for a second, and then withdrew out of sight. Loud chattering could be heard from that direction, and Vennoa understood that the kobold was yelling to other kobolds about the party’s location. Pua took a deep breath, drew his swords, and walked calmly towards the tunnel where the kobold had disappeared into. Pua looked a little better now after being out of the sun for some time. Agate also took out his dagger...
Of the twenty or so kobolds surrounding them, most were clustered near the far tunnel, blocking their progress. There were five or so kobolds behind them, and another five standing with crossbows at the side of the party, on the other wall of the cavern. “You two handle the ones with crossbows,” Pua instructed Fender and Vennoa, as he headed towards the far tunnel. Fender raised her crossbow and took aim, as did the kobolds. Crossbow bolts flew across the room. While the kobolds were...
The party — Agate, Fender, Pua, and Vennoa — started on their next quest. They had left Tempest’s body in the care of Priestess Seireri, who had promised to take good care of him in the meantime. “You must hurry,” Seireri had said. “We can only return his spirit to his body in the first ten days. After which, you would need much stronger magic that we don’t have.” They left the Temple of Selune as quickly as they could, and headed towards the city gates. Everyone felt somewhat responsible...
The party searched the bodies of the kobolds and goblin, and mostly found mundane items, like daggers and shovels. The goblin’s chainmail armor looked to be of reasonable quality, but no one in the party could fit in it, and no one wanted to strip the dead goblin of its armor. So, they moved the corpses out of the way, and continued along the road. Vennoa and Fender went back to the cart, and the old donkey resumed trudging along. Pua walked slightly in front of the party again, and this...
The party headed into the other tunnel. It was also a short tunnel, and led to yet another cavern. This time, instead of women and children, the cavern had a raised platform of sorts carved into the stone. On the platform, there was an older-looking kobold seated on a throne-like chair made of rock. He was not wearing leather armor like the other kobolds they had fought. Instead, he was wearing clothes made of colorful cloth. A long staff rested against the throne. Beside the old kobold were...
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An Elf and a Young Man By Cheryl Lynn This is my first sweet/sentimental story and probably my last. It is also my shortest but I hope you like it. Sorry for not posting at FM but my house and majority of contents lost to a major flood. Good news I'm almost back to normal. I've been blessed in many ways so I decided to do a sweet/sentimental story. I hope you enjoy it. This is a work of fiction and may be downloaded for personal use only. All standard disclaimers apply and...