Topic: Ramblings (Broken Portal)

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 12:58 EST

Setting of for the night Jo ranged further into the forest and up into the hills beyond Lord Dex's Manor. The mist rising from the river Valley and the moonless night gave a surreal view of the world, some may call frightening or even sinister. To Jo it was home or would be when he got to the beginning of the small stream he was heading for. It was a small trickle of water bubbling from the side of a rock face, gathering briefly in a small pool as if to catch its breath before carrying on its long journey back beneath the mountain, to emerge again.

Jo had found the pool a few weeks earlier whilst searching for herbs and plants, its beauty and peace had enchanted him. Returning most nights Jo used the sound of the water to enter a medative state, heightening the conscious. The small hollow the pool was in seemed to concentrate the natural aura adding to the refreshing effects of the meditating. Jo approached the mountain pool quickly and quietly even in the dark slippery slopes he was sure footed, even closing his eyes on more treacherous parts enabling the other senses to guide him fully, without false information from the eyes. Even as he move there was barely a foot print to tell of his passing. In fact Jo found it difficult to move clumsily, it took to much concentration a point that his master had spent much time teaching.

Upon reaching the pool Jo bowed to the mountain for allowing his safe passage, then laid down the small bundle of fire wood collected on the early part of the journey and leaning his short staff by the knarled dead tree at the waters edge. He kneeled and drank from the cold pool, sitting back with hands lose on the knees Jo closed his eyes to see what was around for in the dark eyes are no use anyway. After a few minutes the other senses started to pick up the sounds of the night , a small frog swimming across the pool, a wolf hunting across the valley and the small rabbit that did not yet know of the wolf's approach. Listening further Jo found what was becoming an old friend, just above the pool was another hollow dead tree, its resident had returned from the first of several hunting forays even its silent feathers did not hide the large owl from Jo. The owls hunt had been a good one for its talons held a small fish, probably from the lake outside the Beacons of Truth where Jo had seen him flying, after some of the few nights spent close to the Beacon.

Finding no danger nearby Jo shuts out the sounds, one at a time.

After some hours the sounds fade back in , the rabbit is gone, but the wolf has moved nearer , the frog has a friend. A feeling makes Jo turn his head , two large eyes stare back from the darkness above the small tree. Jo smiles and bows slowly , the eyes bob, blink and then disappear in a muffled whoosh. A shadow in the gloom dips and touches the pool with a splash, then rises, the Owl the frog and its friend are gone.

Finishing his meditation with a simple meal Jo sleeps for a few brief hours before heading back towards the valley bottom, the sun barely peeking on the horizon???..

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 12:59 EST

It was late and Jo had thought long and hard these past days, but the choice was still the same.

He looked round his Room, the small simple shack at the back of the Tavern. It was the only place he had ever had, even if he slept there but a few times these last months.

On the thin mattress in the centre of the floor he had gathered his possession's. His masters marriage tea cups Carefully wrapped in a silk cloth, the ten scrolls of the Bansenshkai (now with some of his own knowledge from Rhydin added to certain chapters). The crossbow folded and wrapped for travel with its varying bolts, the larger leather pouch containing healing herbs next to the smaller pouch containing several varieties of tea. The short JO staff that he had carried lay by the New Katana he had spent the last months working on. Now finished its handle ornately bound with the Jade and Black Ribbons Lady Topaz had kindly found for him. He was quite proud of the sheath, Though black in colour it shined with a high polish and reflected like a mirror. These and a few other little things were all could put together as his own, truth to tell it was more than he had ever had before.

Wondering if he could really justify carrying it all his eyes were drawn to the sword. It looked out of place gleaming with the intricate engraving and carving on its hilt and blade, stooping Jo picked up the blade and hefted it gently in his hand gauging the weight and swing. He tried a short simple sword Kata, Slowly he realised this was the first time he had tried his new sword and it was wrong. The balance was off the length was about 3" to short and it was to light for Jo. He stopped and frowned, holding the sword he thought back to the forging and folding he put into it, it was right then he was sure it was right.

Sheathing the Katana he placed it on at the head of the bed, it was too extravagant and would draw to much attention for a simple traveler to carry.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:00 EST

Jo went out side to the back of the tavern and finished chopping the Wood for the fire and the stove. After filling the small wood shed he sharpened the Axe, giving it a coat of protective oil before hanging it on the back of the door. Then he checked the Kitchen and tidied the Pots.

Returning to his Room and slowly placing his few belongings in the old leather shoulder bag, packing them carefully so as not to damage the delicate things and also so they would make no noise. He stood up and placed the Bag over his head and shoulder and resting it on his hip , then placing the ancient Cross bow over the other shoulder. still folded but with the release catch close to hand. Although he felt heavy at needing to leave putting on the long Battered old cloak lightened his step , like an old friend , Jo had even got used to the smell of Gotonpo's owner. Finally he rolled his thin straw Mattress up, Placing the Sword on top of it in the centre of the room with a Pouch of Tea Jo picked up his Staff and disappeared out of the Tavern.

It was still early as Jo made his way from the Atreablian Valley and to the portal of the Sun . He still couldn't get used to using the portals, always wondering what would happen if they went wrong, But it was the fastest way to Rhydin and he didn't have much time to waste.

Heading out of town on the same road he had first arrived on some months ago he found the rock that had revealed the first glimpse of the town and people in this strange land. As he had before Jo sat and watched the valley below slowly waken to a new day, Smoke had started from many of the Chimneys as the morning Fires where lit. Slowly as the darkness lifted movement of people in the streets could be seen.

Looking down Jo noticed he had been fingering the GoT Charm round his neck, quickly he tucked it back in his shirt. Hopefully he would be able to earn it again some when soon.

With a last look back and a mind full of feelings he didn't understand Jo disappeared over the crest and down into the valley beyond. Although travelling quickly and for the first time in his life with a definite direction and destination Jo made sure his trail was almost impossible to find with many obstacles and false trails. Not that Jo was expecting to be followed but more as a good habit.

By night fall Jo was many valleys away from Rhydin and well into the mountains. As the Stars came out Jo stopped and turned, Checking the stars and the ground he carefully marked his calculations on a scroll.

Placing the Scroll back in the pouch Jo turned back to the faint trail he had been following.

It would be a good place to stop for the night, But Jo Knew he did not have time to sleep it would be many days and night before he stopped for anything, A little water was all he could hope for??????.Jo started of again Running into the night.....

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:01 EST

Two nights and three days had passed before Jo Finally stopped to rest more than a few minutes. Jo could have carried on for several more days like this and covered a huge distance, but at the end he would have to rest for many days to recover, If he was lucky and got the chance he would try the return journey in one go.

As he had several times since he started Jo checked his progress from a high vantage point and marked his findings carfully on a scroll. Then Climbing quickly into the top of a large Tree just down from the top of the ridge Jo quickly ate a small portion of the berries and nuts he had managed to gather along the trail, careful not to drop anything and placing the inedible parts into a hollow in the trunk. Jo then settled to meditate and gain the maximum benefit from the few hours of rest he would allow himself. After a short time of checking his surroundings and listening to the natural noises around the tree Jo slowly deepend his consentration to a state which let the body rest ..............

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:02 EST

The next few days continued ever further from the lands of Rhydin, Still Jo did not understand the reason for his journey, only he had to move, and move quickly.

Maybe it was the speed of his travel, but Jo either did not see or ignored the signs of the storm that was directly in his path, and moving closer by the hour. The bird song had stopped a few hours ago but Jo pressed on at the insesant slow run, straight up the mountain ridge to a low pass into the next valley.

The animal trail peatered out just above the tree line but still Jo pushed on to the saddle between the great peaks in front of him. The wind had increased a great deal even for this altitude but still jo pushed on.........

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:02 EST

As Jo neared the narrow gap that lead over the mountain range the weather and the storm had closed, engulfing the high peaks and battering the ancient rocks with wind and rain.

A lightning bolt struck a knarled old tree an the fourth element Fire made an apearance until its opposite Water put it out. It wasnt until the Crack of the strike that Jo realised danger, and danger it was. The rocks high one the steep sides of the narrow Gorge, It would seem that the Element Earth could not withstand the onslaught of its Wilder siblings.......................

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:03 EST

Jo tried to push on throught the narrow pass but the strength of the wind coming from between the rocks stopped his moving foward. Jo tried again as the wind seemed to abate, but its force grew again as he neared the opening. It was almost as if the wind was diliceratly trying to block his path. Jo looked round for some shelter, the danger now apparent and his unknown desire to head North West seemed to weaken a few small rocks and dirt from the towering cilffs started to fall around Jo's feet.... Jo looked up and saw that some of the crashing noise wasnt thunder or lightning. The large outcrop that had sat above the pass for a millenia had been finally broken of by the onslaught from Wind and rain. Jo didnt scream or shout, He didnt see the point there was no one to hear it
and if there was they couldnt do anything but put themselves in danger...............the outcrop had broken into hundreds of large and thousands of small boulders as it bounced of the two sides of the pass...............strangely Jo noticed the wind had stopped completely... as if to hold its breath ... or maybe watch its handy work .......

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:03 EST

There where two choices.. 1) wait for the rocks to hit and be killed or buried alive to die later . . or 2) try and make it to the saftey out side the narrow pass

In the split second of time that Jo realised the danger he had already made the desision, or rather it had been made many years ago by his master. Training and instilled Instinct had Jo moving before he realised. Moveing faster than he had ever allowed himself to be seen to back at Atrebla his wood staff held at an angle above his head.

As Jo weaved quickly back up the path, He remembered his charm the small scorpion he had worn since Masaki fownd him. he wondered why it had not warned him. Jo never understood how but the saphire that was the left eye glowed when ever jo was getting into danger. Jo had always felt the start of the glow before and managed to get out of trouble. He reached up to his necklace to find the charm, the only think jo's hand found was his GoT private charm. The confusion lasted only a fraction of a second but he hesitated and a small boulder struck the top of his left shoulder nearly knocking him to the ground only a few feet away from saftey. Jo stummbled forward and a second larger rock crashed on to is leg pinning him face down to the knee. Several small rocks and clouds of dust and debris were blown out of the canyon some hitting Jo and knocking him unconcious.. behind him the narrow pass had been blocked for hunderds of yards with thousand of tonnes of granite.........

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:04 EST

It was several Hours before Jo awoke with the pain and several more before he could stop him self feeling the pain... he knew his shoulder was broken he could hear the splinters of bone grinding as he tested his body. The leg trapped under the rock was smashed to but the weight of the rock had been taken by a large stone. Jo remembered looking for his Charm, then through the haze he saw it where he had left it around Lady Deverrah's slender neck. He chuckled painfully to himself hoping she would ither not notice the what now must be a very bright glow from the saphire or not realise what it ment.

Jo tried to pull himself out from under the rock with his remaining arm and leg. the strain released the mental hold Jo had on the pain and the shock knocked him out again...........

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:04 EST

Jo came round again to the faint sound of padded feet coming up the pass. A change in the now summery breeze brought the smell of Wolf. He Knew that his best attempt of fighting the approching danger off with his one good arm that still held his staff would be usless pinned face down and to busy controllong the pain, But he readied the stick anyway. To fail was ok but to give up was definatly not.

The large wolf rounded the corner some yards in front of Jo. It was out of focus and mostly in shadow. as it came within range Jo swung, the wolf cault the staff easily and dragged it out of Jo's reach. Then it approched and licked Jo's face its tail sort of wagging. Still unable to see properly Jo reached round the the wolfs head. Part of its left ear was missing...

Jo again tried a smile throught the pain.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:05 EST

For the wolf was an old freind who had tried to ambush Jo two winters ago at a mountain pass. Jo cut the wolfs ear and the wolf had badly savaged Jo's forarm, the deep scars of which where hidded under the heavy leather Gauntlets that he wore. After the attack both of them had been to badly injured to travel further than a nearby cave where Jo managed to tend some of the wolfs wounds as well as his own. They shared warmth in the bitter winter, and when the wolf was able to hunt it brought its kills to share. It had been an uneasy alliance at first but over the 4 months Jo had to spend in that cave they had finally become freinds.

Even through the hase Jo was suprised to see the big wolf he didnt realise the mountains he had been in those two years ago had been so close to Rhydin.

As the wolf continued to lick Jo murmered affectionatly to it in japanize, a plan forming slowly in his pained mind.

It took some time to get the wolf to work out what Jo required him to do. It was a simple plan Jo had to get out from under the rock, he did not have the strength to do it so the wolf was going to have to do most of the work.

Bracing his good leg against the rock and holding out the good arm, ( the same ont the wolf had almost ripped off lastime ) this time at least it had the gauntlet on.

The Wolf reluctantly bit gently into the leather, Jo swore quietly at the wolf. It looked seeeinf jo's face bit harder pearcing the skin of Jo's for arm There was a pause for a brief moment, then a shout as jo kicked back and pushed, the wolf Growled deeply and lept back pulling. The wave of pain was far greater than Jo expected a sence of nausia gripped him before he once again blacked out..........................

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:07 EST

"Gotonpo, this way....this way!" urged Devarrah. She nudged Gotonpo on the right side, but regardless, he cantered to the left. "What is wrong...You never do this...." she cried. Suddenly, the stallion reared. Devarrah braced herself. Shock for her could not be fabricated. She slid off Gotonpo's back unwantingly and plundered onto the ground into a puddle. Gotonpo let out the loudest neigh she had ever heard and then took off.

Quickly, she stood up and gathered her dripping cloak in tight. The wind shot through her attire; it was bitingly cold. Her lips trembled. She began to walk in the direction in which Gotonpo had taken off. She halted. She heard a faint growling sound. Uneasily, she tilted her face in the sound's direction and turned slowly. "Something's wrong...something is deftly wrong.." she uttered. She moved pushing branches out of her way. She emerged from thick bushes which ordained her with scratches. Finally, she could distinguish the sound and could identify it's owner.

The wolf was pulling at something. She struggled to see; however the moon was hidden behind still-black clouds and would not allow it. She could not even see the wolf, although she could detect it's shadowy movements.

The wolf must have sensed her presence. It padded right up to her and took a trimmed section of her cloak into it's mouth. The wolf pulled and she followed. Finally, the wolf released her cloak and a short and sad howl substituted. A beckoning cry for help.

She knelt down. The wolf's tongue was warm. It had licked the top of her hand twice. The person on the ground was prone. She had found her way to the back of his head and his neck where she felt a faint pulse. She grabbed ahold of the arm and the waist, utilizing both hands and turned the person over.

"Don't you worry wolf. We will get your friend to safety quick." she cried. Then she groaned, "Gotonpo, I need you."

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:08 EST

Within Jo's mind he sat in his garden, a place he had created long ago, a place of peace and tranquility. Here he could ignore the short comings of his frail mortal body, at least for a while the pain was gone and with it also the need for warmth and food as long as he could maintain his grip on his mind....... A mind garden is a wonderful thing, it is always there and is always perfect, warm gentle sun with a slight breeze bringing the sent of the flowers and herbs across the small lake up to the Pagoda to where Jo liked to sit and listen to the birds....

Jo wondered how his body was doing and if the wolf could or would help him again after so long. He banished all thought of the outside quickly as he felt its pull try and bring him back..

If any did find him they would most probably think him dead as the deep trance state had slowed his heart and breathing to a virtual stop...........

Jo knew also that it would be near impossible for him to bring himself back without help if the state was held for to long, but there was no other choice.......

Jo watched a large Coi Carp lazily feed in the pond .........

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:10 EST

A small moan escaped from the male's throat. Devarrah could not see in the darkness but the moan that had escaped sounded familiar. The wolf strolled up beside her throating some small wimpering sounds and licked her hand a couple of times.

"It will be okay, wolf." She said. He lapped her forehand once again. "I need light badly."

In such a short period of time, she felt as if she had trudged uphill a mountain. Such the strain and the worry. She squinted her eyes more. Nothing......just blackness.

Suddenly the rain picked up and a lightening bolt struck the ground surface.

Devarrah gasped.

"It couldn't be." She shook her head.

The wolf was no longer by her side, but she howled and gave Dev a rough idea of where she was. She decided to go that direction. She pushed one arm under the knees and grappled tight and the other around Jo's neck.

Lightening bolt again and the face.

"Oh Jo......." she cried and fell with him in her arms, for he was too heavy for her. "It is you."

Devarrah felt herself tremble. An angry, frightened cry rose in her. She did not have the strength to carry Jo.

"Think....think.....calm down....count to ten....." she said aloud.

The rain beat down like pine needles and felt sharp. She held Jo's head in her hands.

"By the Goddess, I can't even tell if he's bleeding or what have you. Alright...alright....."

She inhaled very slowly while closing her eyes. She would clear the rain from her mind. She did succeed to bring an empty screen to the forefront. She was able to force the beatings of the rain from pricking at her skin. The empty screen in her mind began to form an image. Long...slender....small.....brown.....

"My flute! That's the answer!" She gasped and almost shamefully for not having thought of it earlier. She reached and pulled her wet cloak toward her. Surprisingly, she found the opening and dipped in with her hand. She pulled out...

......nothing.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:12 EST

The wolf had heard the Horse coming up the pass towards Jo's body

Bearing his teeth and flattening his ears back, A low throaty growl resonating out into the night. He moved a few feet down the track and stood to wait for what ever was approaching. In the darkness even his keen eyesight could only make out something large and darker than the surroundings as it came round a bend 30yds to his front. It was taking a lot for him to remain there and suppress the instinct to run.

As the dark blob got closer He growled louder.

A loud Whinny and the shadow grew and something that sounded like The other human he was protecting. In the gloom and closer now, the form of the horse and its dismounted rider was clearing. Another louder Growl and the Horse shot off.

Now not sure of himself with another human here the wolf stood ground, a sudden shift in the high wind brought a strange scent to his nose........ Something familiar...... Now defiantly not sure if there was a danger he turned and ran back to Jo's Body and pulled at the collar trying to wake him........... There it was again very faint but the same scent on the collar.

For the second time that night the wolf suppressed his natural urge to run or attack.

The human approaching was very small but if it could help...................

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:14 EST

On her way back from a visit to Dex at Atrebla Topaz contemplated what she had learned.

The odd looking sword belonged to Jo, or more correct, to Masaaki, their cook. Dex had not seen him around for some time either, but had informed her he was given the room at the tavern. Dex had also filled in a couple other details he thought she should know, but had probably lost in her recent adventure together with so many other memories. Still, she had the distinct feeling there was more just eluding her grasp. Masaaki was the one she would need to talk with, getting re-acquainted, and letting him fill in the obvious holes.

The last couple times she had been at the tavern was after closing hours, so that would explain why Maasaki was not there then. The Twin Rapiers Crossing should be open now, though. There were few customers in the tavern as she arrived and of those who were there, she knew none. After a quick greeting to the bar keep and a negative answer to her inquiry about the cook, she went to knock on Masaaki's door.

The door - not having been closed all the way - swung open as her knuckles touched the wood. The hello she was about to say died on her lips as her eyes took in the austere room.

The first thing she noticed was a thick layer of dust on everything. Obviously Masaaki had not been here in at least weeks. Even the artist who made the delicate web using the rolled up straw mattress laying in the center of the otherwise empty room and the floor as anchoring places had left. Topaz stepped closer to examine the items left on top of the mattress. Crouching and blowing off the layer of dust she found a sword and a pouch - but no note.

Hoping to perhaps find one she reached for the pouch and opened it to find no more than tea.

A stray ray of light from the waning sun made it past the dirt on the windows to glint of the sword enticing Topaz to pick it up. She brushed the weapon free of the dust as she stepped closer to the window with it. With the dirt gone it looked new and the sheath still had that mirror shine of being polished several times over. The sword looked very different from the one she had shown Dex earlier - fancier. The blade was richly engraved and the hilt intricately carved and ornately bound with black and jade ribbons. It was quite possibly the fanciest blade she had ever seen.

But it offered no clue as to where to look for Masaaki. Something must be wrong. She could not imagine Masaaki leaving such treasure behind voluntarily. Yet, on further inspection, she could not find anything else, no clothes or other personal items, which would support the theory he had left against his will.

Having put everything back the way she found it - minus the dust and spider web - she left, making sure she closed the door all the way.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:15 EST

Gotonpo galloped. A lady figure wandered ahead of him, holding her hands up to hide from the pittering of the rain. He galloped closer and as he approached, his neigh was the only warning sign he could give. The lady turned and her eyes turned frightened until she noticed that the horse has halted and his neigh was a call for help.

"It's okay. Come closer." she urged.

Gotonpo cantered in and settled beside her. His hoofs stomped into the ground and his head beckoned.

"Where 'ave I seen this horse before?" she asked aloud.

Gotonpo reared and when it did, the backsack dropped to the ground and the flap came open and out popped a small flute. She picked it up and studied it and made a decision.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:16 EST

"Hello Topaz" Querylon said as she entered Topaz's office. "l found your note."

"Heyas Query. Coffee?" Topaz stood up and walked around the desk, quick to take the opportunity for a brake in her paperwork and invited Query to take a seat on the couch in the corner. "We need your help." Topaz explained all she had learned about Masaaki and him not being there as she poured coffee.

With a blank look Querylon inquired how she might be of help and explained that though she could wield some magic, a crystal ball to ask of Masaaki's whereabouts was not it.

Dex made his presence known by clearing his throat. He had stood just inside the door for a while know but neither of the ladies had noticed him. "I could not help but overhear...." With that he turned to Topaz," Do you remember the seeing stone? l believe to have found a way to access some of it's abilities. It just might be enough to...."

"It is still in the council chamber?" Topaz was too excited to let Dex finish and was already half way to the door. She invited Querylon with a look back, "Coming?"

Topaz took a hold of Dex arm and started for the council chamber." Explain, how does it work?"

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:18 EST

The lady edged forward and observed the object that had rolled onto the wet ground. Her eyes lit and sparkled with evil. Possessing someone's musical instrument would please her for in the action she would be taking away someone's enjoyment. She kneeled down and released a shrill of laughter.

This lady was not the frightened one she had seemed only a moment ago.

The small flute beckoned with it's silver colouring. It was a special flute, she could tell.

"eww...." she pursed her lips. "This is my night..."

The moon was full and bright overhead.

Ideas tunneled through her mind. With this object, she could take the very happiness out of someone's life. She only lacked to get it to the proper place and perform a ritual. A ritual that would take the soul of someone's life.

She reached down. Her blood surging with the anticipation of it all. She picked up the flute and wrapped her fingers around it.

Gotonpo reared up. The air went dead silent after the lady's piercing scream, except for Gotonpo's hooves in the distance. In shock, she realized the sting could mean the end of her. Quicker than the defying speed of her own dark magic bolts, she withdrew her hands. The flute fell softly to the ground. Her hands traveled to her mouth in an effort to cool them. She stood shaking but moved forward and disappeared through the forest.

Had she taken a look at the flute, she would have discovered the instrument glowing and surrounded by a burning blue-orbed ray. The heat from it plundered forth with it's protective white magic.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:20 EST

Dex had explained how he imagined it to work and had warned not to expect too much. Now they were standing in a half circle in fron of the table on which the stone rested.

"Tiny, for this to work properly you will have to think your questions, not just ask them. You understand? l will not be able to help you with that." Dex reminded Topaz. He would need all his concentration for what they were about to do.

Having recieved positive responses from both Ladies, Dex asked Querylon to hold the big tome he had opened to the page he needed. It was a simple spell as far as spells go, but he did not want to have to start over half way through it, should he not be quick enough to remember every syalable at the correct moment.

Having drawn a deep breath to carry him through the incantation, he started, the tip of his staff pointed at the seeing stone. As soon as the last word had left his lips the staff begun to glow. The light grew more and more intense and finally in a narrow beam flew from the tip of the staff towards the stone. The seeing stone swallowed the light and grew with it. The ever shifting mass left its stand and hovered above it. Slowly the swirling soup filled the space above the desk and formed a two finger thick screen before the ladies' watchful eyes.

Topaz remembered the reason they were here for and asked the stone, "Show us where Masaaki is. What happened to him?"

The mists drew more energy from the already shedding staff and formed and reformed, eventually giving the view of forest and mountains. They all knew the area the seeing stone presented them. Faster now the picture zoomed in to the location Masaaki was at.

"What's Dev doing there?" Querylon was first to put a name to the second form laying on the ground.

To answer her question the picture moved into the past. In reverse it showed them what had happened to bring Devarrah upon the scene.

"l wonder what happened to her horse." Topaz mused, captured by the show.

Immediatly the mists changed to answer the question put to it. Querylon and Topaz watched what looked to be a female, strangely unaffected by the storm all around her drop burned hands to what they knew to be Dev's flute. The face of the lady changed from pain-filled to evil satisfaction as she layed the flute back on the ground. Gontopo galloped backwards into view. As he reared in front of the woman the backsack flew back to the horn of his saddle.

At this point Dex dropped the staff. The errie energy light quit flowing from the staff into the mists and the screen fell in on itself, to once again from the peaceful stone it was before and sat itself back onto its stand.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:37 EST

The wolf had backed of into the shadows and was watching the small human closely.

Trust is not something a wolf .. especially a wild lone wolf really ever feels.

Even now its natural instincts where starting to creep back. Jo was sort of one of his pack ... Well the closest he had ever come to running with another after the winter 2 yrs ago in the cave together.

The wolf edged closer watching intently for the stranger to show any sign or threat to Jo

The Small figure had knelt next to Jo's head and was doing something.

The wolf prepared to leap the last few yards, its teeth bared in a silent growl..........

Backing its body to tense the sinuses ... the wolf fixed its gaze on the small head as it started to lean over top of Jo's body.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:39 EST

Just as the lunge began a familiar glint stopped him dead the gaze of the yellow eyes now focused on a small charm around the strangers neck, which had fallen into view as she lent over. Even in the darkness the wolf cault the faint green glimmer from the emerald stone. Now after looking he could also see the outline of the tiny silver Scorpion of which the emerald was one of its eyes.

Thinking it was an illusion the wolf leaned forward,, as he did the stones brightness increased. Sending an eyre sense of foreboding through the wolf like a slow electric shock which did not subside till the wolf had backed down and removed thought of harming the stranger from his mind. The faint glow remained as he knew it would for jo was still in danger.

Again this he had not experienced since his last encounter with Jo those long winters ago when the charm had been round his neck.

Now convinced the stranger and Jo where pack mates...... Why else would Jo have given the charm to another. The wolf had seen Jo risk his life to recover the necklace from a ravine in a blizzard after it had fallen of in there first desperate encounter.

Happier now to leave them the wolf backed away down the trail to a large boulder Where he stationed himself as watch......... His pack was now three..

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:40 EST

The three of them stood for a few long minutes enthralled by what they just saw looking at each other and then started talking all at the same time.

Topaz bade them to take a seat around the table and ordered refreshments brought in. "Might as well discuss a course of action in comfort."

"Masaaki sure covered a lot of ground. He got all the way to where we had the trouble with the portal. Any ideas?" Topaz looked from Dex to Querylon.

"l cannot like that storm. There is something very wrong about it ", Dex mused, "No storm I've ever been in has lasted that long and stayed this potent."

"Why, if l may inquire, do we not just teleport them home? That is obviously the most indolent course of action." Querylon's question prompted Dex and Topaz into recounting the events of the trip Dex and Ann had attempted a few months back and were forced to abort at about the same place they had just seen Masaaki and Dev.

"So, you see, the use of magic is close to impossible with every little bit of it being multiplied like that," Topaz finished, "we need to think of something small to do."

Dex added, "And fast. Or help for Jo will be too late. A rescue crew would never make it there in time. Even without the nasty weather it should take days."

They went on to discuss various options, only to dismiss them again more or less instantly.

"Query," Dex's voice carried new hope. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but your magic differs from ours. Would it be possible for you to call upon the power that's uniquely yours and get Dev's flute to where she can't help but notice it?"

"Splendid, Dex! You're a genius. l forgot all about that flute," Topaz exclaimed. "Can you do it?" Two pairs of eyes were trained on Querylon.

Querylon thought about the proposed idea carefully, trying to see every possible way the attempt could misfire and then shook her red-golden curls slowly. "l do not fathom the magic l would employ for that task would differ sufficiently from yours to be save. My specialty, as you elected to designate it, is to induce the forces already present to labor together. Try as l might, l fail to see a useful avenue to "

"l do." Topaz interrupted what might have turned into a lengthy explanation and ignoring Dex's admonishing look told them about her idea.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:42 EST

"Words!" Topaz looked to Querylon. "l saw you grow stuff. You could make something there grow to tell Dev where to get her flute, like an arrow perhaps?"

Querylon nodded slowly, her mind racing. Her words came slowly as if trying to escape between the forming structure of a plan. "The vicinity looked to be ripe with spores. The flute is within proximity. The humidity will be contributory. And should l fail to halt the mushrooms' growth, their weight would be incapable of harming either of them. Should Dev conceive of the idea, they might even be able to employ any mishap as shelter while an arrow formation, and mayhaps a flute shaped formation as well, should be visible for a long enough interval to be recognized. l will need turf and spores here to effect simultaneously to experience when to arrest the progress."

They were still apprehensive as they had no way of knowing immediately if their aid would be received, but decided they had to at least try. After Querylon had fetched all she needed and had made her preparations to link the tray of soil and spores which now sat on the table to the area where Dev and Masaaki were she began her work.

Under Topaz's and Dex's watchful eyes mushrooms began to grow from the soil and quickly they took the shape of a crude flute and an arrow pointing into the proper direction. Slowly they grew and obeying Querylon's weaving hands kept their message for about twenty minutes, though, to them, it seemed like hours.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:43 EST

Wolf looked out from his vantage point atop the boulder... The ever changing wind rendered his sences of smell and hearing virtually usless. Even with better eyes than humans the darkness revealed little beyond shadows shifting in the rocks below. He knew that dawn would come to the world soon But this deep valley with its steep sides would be longer to receive the light ....If it gained any at all , for the thick black clouds clung to the surrounding peaks spaning and sealing the gap .....

Wolf sat and watched and waited ...

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:44 EST

In the last instant, beneath a brightening blaze of lightening and bolt of thunder, Devarrah turned her head toward the forest. Once again, she tried to stand up. This time she suceeded. She could faintly make out Jo's figure whenever the lightening happened. She did not want to leave him here but she had no choice. She could not budge him nor carry him for the smallness of herself.

She took a weak step forward.

"How am I going to manage this? Where are my skills now?"

The difference between rain and tears could not be distinguished, but she wiped her face anyway. With both hands, the action continued, then she buried her face within her palms until she found the strength to lift it again.

She had taken for granted that she could rely on her elven skills; acute hearing, excellent vision. She gave a mere thought to her skills again. Nothing made sense to her. Perhaps her ruse as a full human had taken it's course. Then there was her valuable companion, Gotonpo. Gone.....gone...

Another voice from the thunder moved her back a step.

"What if,....." she panicked and strained toward Jo's body on the ground.

"I've got to get him covered."

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:45 EST

The sky lit up with the next set of lightening strikes. Devarrah could see for a couple of seconds. Shadows of trees came to life. Silhouettes beckoned shaping into designs. Then all went to darkness once again.

"What is wrong with me......" she said, now angered.

"I didn't even take advantage of finding him cover."

Then it happened again. The sky showered with light. So fast did she dash toward a grouping of trees which seem to be the perfect cover for herself but the branches were too high to reach and rendered useless for her purpose. This time she did take advantage of the lighted forest. She scanned. She caught a glimmer of flourescence before the darkness sketched itself into existence without any surprise.

Strength mounted up from within her like a volcano.

"I'll just swipe up those flutey looking things and Jo will have the perfect cover." As she directed her steps, thoughts bounced in her mind with argument. "no...they were mushrooms. No, they were,....."

She halted as if frozen by some magical force. The words, whispered though they were, tumbled out slowly. "flute... mushrooms............ magi....ck...oh by the goddess."

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:51 EST

(( Just to remind you this is in Jos mind the garden is a place created by meditaion and is a calm haven to goto and think... it has one way in and two ways out.. Using the garden as a place for the mind enables the body to under go enormous trauma, extreme pain, cold etc and slows the metabolism down thus preventing damage ))

Jo Sat cross legged in the small pagoda above a large Carp pond.

He was thinking through Why he was traveling through the pass and what reason he had to leave the valley... it was still puzzling him.

Jo knew his injuries where probably fatal...maybe back in the valley Lady Khrysta could help she had some knowledge of healing but at the moment He couldnt even risk going back through the old worn garden gate into consciousness and he did not wish to use the other exit the New painted gate that sat at the far end of the garden and lead to the next Incarnation...

Jo suddenly looked up ......something was happening,, his shoulder started to burn.

Moving his focus from the problem to the outside world was difficult with so many signals of his injuries flying through the sences out side the garden...... after maybe an hour the picture of the storm had formed, its noise making it difficult to hear anything else... concentrating on small areas at a time Jo finally heard Wolf a little ways off ... but that wasnt it the burning remained ..... It look a long time but finally Jo filtered the sound of weeping from the background of the storm... it only lasted for a moment but the burning subsibed puzzling Jo further.. wild animals do not cry and surely no-one would be out here.

Now a voice ..indistinct but familiar A sudden Bright green Flash nearly knocked Jo out of the pagoda ...

It was Devarrah He was sure ..... she was frightened and confused.

What was she doing here it isnt safe.

All Jo's worries for getting him self out of trouble had now vanished He couldnt let Dev put her self in danger ... but there was nothing he could do...

It must be the charm ...it was the only thing he could think of for her being here and the green flash.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:52 EST

Devarrah stared at the mushrooms and their flourescence realizing just that. That is; the lightening wasn't the reason she was making out the shape. Then she noticed another shape. An arrow and she quickly came to her elven senses.

"Follow.....oh .....by......I am suppose to follow...and perhaps I shall come to...." she hesistated and her eye traveled to a flute. "...a flute."

She ran and snatched the flute.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:55 EST

Querylon exited the portal and took in her surroundings. She the unnatural storm not too far ahead. The trail had a slight slope to it, which would make it easier to transport Masaaki later. Hoping the horse's instincts and special relationship with Devarrah would have kept it close and searching for its owner, Querylon dropped a bundle of clothes taken from Devarrah's tree house, together with a bucket of carrots, apples, and grain by the path before setting out into the storm. She had come well prepared, the bundle she carried held all the things Topaz, Dex, and her had found essential to fetch Devarrah and Masaaki home.

Querylon was thankful Dex had remembered the hooded oil cloth cloaks, for without the one she was wearing she would have been soaked to the skin in minutes. Her progress slowed considerably the closer she came to where she knew Devarrah and Jo to be. The forces of nature fought her for every step and she was compelled to stop every few paces to catch her breath before being able to continue. A growl, different from the roll of thunder, made her stop.

THe Wolf lay on the rock watching the trail, even with his keen eyes not an easy task with the gloom and rain from the strange storm.

It hav been several hours since accepting the small human thing as a pack mate but if it was to aid the other from times past then he would defend this pass with his life.

One of the shadows just on the edge of the wolfs vision moved, to out of rythm with the storm to be a tree branch or other natural occurance.... quickly, silently the wolf rose trianing all his sences to the spot ...... No it was another human

Closer came the human soon to pass under his sentry .. poised to wait and ambush qiuckly with out warning , at the last moment for the second time that night and possibly ever the wolf went against his nature ..... Standing and Growling a challenge, lips curled and eyes wild . The human had heard for it stopped and looked round..

The wolf leaned foward and growled again every muscle taught ready to strike.

A bolt of lightning shot overhead and lit the mountainside bright as day, and for that split second both could see the other clearly.. the Human was clearly shocked and taken aback at the wolfs sudden appearence yards in front of her .. Again the wolf was puzzled for the startled look she gave was not the look of fear the wolf had expected ....

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:56 EST

Never before had she felt such elation at seeing a mishappened work of magic as when her eyes lit upon the flourescent mushrooms the size of small trees. Once arrived at the base of one of the mushrooms she paused. With the wind driven rain not poking her face like needles for the moment she strained to see through the sheets of water for any glimpse of Dev or Masaaki.

Querylon's patience was tested thoroughly before another lightning stroke bathed the area with blinding light. Though it lasted only for a split-second, it was sufficient for her to notice a shape in the distance which just had to be Devarrah, and a wolf only a few paces away from her. The sight of the wolf, so out of place, made her smile despite the wolf's warning growl. There was no time to be thankful for all those eons spent in the forests and previously forged relationships with members of his race. Querylon growled back at him quickly, in a way he could not help but understand, as she fought the forces of the storm to step closer. In a series of low gutteral sounds she communicated she was here to relocate all of them to shelter and food. Leaving the beast to decide if he was going to follow or attack her, she continued towards the spot she now knew Devarrah and Masaaki to be.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 13:59 EST

Dev held on to the flute tightly. She had an idea only moments ago about why she had headed toward the oddly shaped huge flourescent mushrooms, but now it seemed to have vanished from her mind. The coldness reigned over her, controlled her, stealing most of her good senses and so she resigned the reason to figuring out. Then there was Masaaki. He needed warmth and her thoughts suddenly swayed to the main objective again. She strained to see through the dark and the rain. She needed to get back to him. A nudge of her hand by the wolf?s nose made her stiffen for a second. Then, it dawned on her that it was Masaaki?s loyal friend, the wolf. Her fingers dug into the wolf?s fur and despite the animal being as soaked as much as herself, a small sense of warmth brought her relief. Still it was not enough to keep her from going in and out of shock. Of course, she did not even realize that this was the problem that had mutilated her senses. No storm had the success as this one did, but how could she not know it was unnatural.

"Wulf, I need to get back to JO," Dev implored. The wind seemed to rip the words from her lips even before she had spoken.

Querylon had continued to trudge forward. By now, she felt almost immune to the howling wind?s bite and the growling thunder. Her eyes were trained on the ground which sufficed to help her see where she stepped as much to keep the rain from needling her face. Another lightening bolt hastened to keep Querylon from bumping into Devarrah. The simultaneous thunder swallowed Dev?s gasp and her inquiry of , ?Who is there??

Querylon raised her voice to be heard over the constant noise of the storm.

"Dev!? She yelled at the top of her lungs, then continued closer to where she had assumed friend to have earshot. She dropped the heavy pack and reached out to place her hand on Dev's shoulder, "T'is me, Querylon." Devarrah replied, but the response was lost and muffled in the noise surrounding them. She had felt the quiver of the lady's shoulder. Her mind raced to find a way of communicating through the constant raging storm. The utter darkness kept being interrupted with the blinding lightening strokes. She leaned in closer.

"l've come to help get you outta here."

"Jo....Jo..." Devarrah stuttered through her chattering teeth, and with a deep but quick inhaled, continued, "JO! ...He needs help."

First things first, Querylon thought privately, knowing well, Dev needed care first if she was to aid her getting Masaaki home. When preparing to go on this mission, no one had thought to consider Devarrah might be showing symptoms of shock. How dangerous an error of them to ignore such a possiblity, Querylon admonished herself as she struggled to loosen the oil-cloth cloak from the pack one-handedly, knowing instinctively, her other was needed to let her friend feel she was no longer alone in this.

Finally having succeeded, Querylon straightened, somewhat shielding Devarrah from the driving rain torturing her soft facial skin, and draped the cloak over Dev's form, letting the wind tug it in place as she tied the hood under her chin. With a pang she regretted not being able to do anything about her soaked clothes just yet.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 14:00 EST

"Oh...thank you....so....so.....," quivering still and coming in and out of shock, Devarrah stuttered, "Qu....er...lyon." With the cloak keeping the biting rain and wind from her shivering form, she was able to again fight the panik which had krept into her bones. Despite that being tough enough a task, her thoughts raced to Jo's predicament. "He's ......" Realizing the futility of attempting to comunicate by words, she stopped apruptly and groped for Querylon's hand. Feeling the other woman's warm fingers reasuringly squeezing her own, she realized how very cold her own hands were.

"Dry clothes are waiting for you. We need to get Jo outa here."

Devarrah felt Querylon talking directly into her ear, but only a few of the words registered. What was said didn't matter all that much. What mattered was the spark of hope they brought. "Yes." Her quivers slowed. "I'll take you to him."

"Had she thought the words or spoken them? Why was Querylon stuffing her hand into her cloak's pocket?" She tried to solve the puzzle even as she turned and realized that her sense of direction was lost for a minute. "Why is she yelling at me to eat?" Her fingers closed around a smooth ball. "An apple? l can't eat." Her action belied her thoughts. Next thing she knew, her own hand was holding the fruit to her lips. With a mental shrug she somehow found the strength to take a tiny bite into it.

With satisfaction Querylon watched Devarrah eat for a moment. Deciding Devarrah would not be much help until she had regained some strength and the ability to think clearly and consistantly, Querylon bent to retrieve the now less bulky pack and, replacing sight by feeling with her free hand, reached for a handful of the wulfs fur.

Tears started to mingle with the wetness of the rain on Devarrah's cheeks as she realized that she *was* indeed hungry. She dove into the other pocket and released the flute that had been held tight, exchanging it for the length of dried meat she found there. This, she brought to her lips. "Oh....I do need this," she whispered.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 14:01 EST

Querylon's mind now focused only on the task ahead, crouched low, and growled an order to the beast. With the wulf's guidance it did take but seconds to locate Masaaki. The next minutes seemed to fly by for Querylon, as she worked to get the tarp from the pack and place it strategicly around Masaaki's still form, tugging and pulling, all the time fighting the wind which did its best do undo her efforts.

Devarrah still chewed on the dried meat, holding the end piece in one hand while she wiped away tears with the other. Slowly she started to feel better."Querylon? Where are you?" Not really expecting to be heard, she stepped towards the sound of the storm playing with the tarp. The gentle but persitent tug on the hem of her cloak made her crouch beside Querylon. "I...I....I am too weak. I...I'm sorry. Is he going to be alright?" There was no way Querylon could have heard her stuttered speech, but she got a nod in answer anyways.

Grasping both of Devarrah's hands in hers, Querylon explained by motion and touching them to the tarp and Masaaki's form, they needed to get Masaaki onto the tarp. Getting a moan in answer from Devarrah, made her repeat the motions, drawing the instructions with as little detail as she thought to get message across with, praying Devarrah would not ask questions but function as asked.

With much none too gentle tugging and pushing, yet careful not to injure Masaaki any more, the two women eventually succeded getting Masaaki prepared for the slide down the slope which would take them out of the unatural storm area.

It took almost all of Querylons patience to get Devarrah to focus on understanding what had to be done next. For some annoying reason, Devarrah seemed to think this just the time to sidetrack with everything imaginable and then some. "Later!" Querylon lost the last bit of patience, yelling at Dev with feeling. The once again intensifying storm underlining the urgency of her next words, though almost drowning them out before they could reach Devarrah. "We need to get out of here."

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 14:02 EST

The sudden roughness snapped the elven lady out of whatever had a hold on her and into action. "Your right!"

From there on, both their efforts in sync, even the angryly howling storm seemed to aid their efforts in pulling the tarp-packaged Masaaki down the slope.

"What in the heck happened to me Querylon?" Devarrah needed to know and promptly slipped.

"Later!" Querylon muttered, having a tough time keeping going herself, and little breath to waste on talking over the growling all around them.

It took them both a moment to become aware they had made it out of the enchanted storm. When Querylon did notice, she dropped beside Masaaki to the ground. "Take a moment to rest, Dev." She adviced, taking some deep breaths, her hands shaking in her lap from the effort of pulling and, at the steeper parts of the slope, keeping Masaaki from sliding ahead of them.

Devarrah did not need to hear the words, joining Querylon on the dry ground almost simultaniously. "What's next?" She ventured, becoming more of the person Querylon knew her to be.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 14:04 EST

Wolf didnt like it but the new human seemed to be helping and was pack with the short one.

It took a lot not to turn and bite when she touched him .... and the shock when she told him to take them to his freind lay, still puzzled him. now as he kept his distance but still watching over them as they made their way down the trail.. It had taken several Hours to move a few miles but the storm had suddenly disappated revealling that the new day had been underway for several hours concealed above the unnatural cloud cover.

From the under growth Wolf watched as the two humans sank to the ground. With the rain now gone and Wolfs sense of smell returning to normal, a hint of rabbit further up the valley and a pang of hunger lured him off to hunt.

It had taken a 1/2hour to catch the first rabbit and but a few minutes to eat. The next hour was more productive with 3 more.

Now his inital hunger was gone wolf cault 3 more. Takeing them back up the valley and circling the area the humans were, finding no danger he closed in. they had fallen asleep where they had dropped by Jo's body from the shear effort of the night. Still not sure of Querylon Wolf approched where Devarrah lay and dropped the rabbits near her hand.

He surveyed the area quickly, and sensing no danger turned and dissappeared back into the mountains...

Two Nights and many tens of miles later the wolf paused at the top of a pass, he looked up at the full moon a strange thought passed through his mind.

" It had been good to be pack........
even for a while ......"

In a glade at the foot of the mountain a deer froze as a long low and mournful Howl rang down the valley. The haunting of its sound only eclipsed by the depth of the silence as it trailed to nothing.

Querylon · Date: 2006-08-03 14:05 EST

"The portal is just beyond that tall tree, Dev."

Dev glanced that way and widen her eyes. Suddenly her voice heightened in a crescendo and she said, "Wait!"

Querylon halted and shifted her concentrated glance toward checking on Masaaki's vitals to Dev's held up hand and tilted head.

"Do you hear that?" the small elven lady asked.

"Dev, ...we do not have ti.." Query started, but was interrupted.

"It's GOTONPO!" she shouted. "He's here!"

Querylon's eyes brightened for her friend. "Excellent. Can you discern whether he is well?"

"He's headed this way. I know his trot better than I know my own, " said Dev. "He's fine...I'm tuned into him."

Both ladies knew that there was no time to waste. Querylon picked up her end of the tarp and Dev followed by picking her end up also. The tree was only about 10 paces and as they approached, the light that came from the portal was the best welcome sight they had ever seen.

Gotonpo's white mane appeared and his neigh was loud.

"Let's go!" Querylon urged. "Come on...Gotonpo...Come with us."

Dev shook her head. "He won't go. He doesn't trust portals. He once had a bad experience. He says that he only came back for me."

"Do you want to go with him, now that you are better?" Query asked, hoping for the negative.

Again, Dev shook her head. "I'm too worried about Masaaki."

"Come on then....Let's go!" Querylon said.

Dev agreed and cooperated. As Querylon concentrated on levitating Masaaki and the tarp bundle, Dev helped by pushing and guiding the bundle. They had discerned this situation earlier as Dev had no levitational skills and doing both would have been too much for Querylon's to handle magicly.

Walking toward the portal, Querylon glanced toward Dev knowing that her friend was still holding thoughts of concern for her stallion.

"Dev, we could come back for him later. We ought to hurry this. My abilities are limited." She referred to the draining task of keeping Masaaki afloat for the last leg of their journey.

"It's okay, Query, really. Gotonpo knows the way home.........." Dev explained as they continued onward through the portal.