The Grenadier Curse!

[Raiden Morana]

The door burst open and Raiden turned around, a cheeky grin on his face.

Flina: Raidy!
Raiden: Fli!

They smiled and sat together.

Flina: There was a funny woman wandering around the barracks tonight looking for "her kitty".

Raiden felt sick to his stomach but masked his discomfort well.

Raiden: Really? A cat lover eh?
Flina: Uh huh.
Raiden: What did she look like? An old hag or summat?
Flina: Well. No. She was young and had red hair. A total clash!

Flina rolled her eyes and Raiden chuckled a little as she continued.

Flina: She wore a light green dress and was asking people if they had seen "her kitty".

Raiden looked away for a moment lost in thought. Again hiding his surprise and discomfort at this latest turn of events. He smiled softly at Flina.

Raiden: Sounds like she was a bit of a loon!
Flina: Yuh huh! She was totally nuts.

Flina looked at him and smiled.

Flina: I also saw Rastiano too. He said that you should maybe go back to Britain and see if anything jogs your memory.

Raiden rubbed his chin.

Raiden: Aye! I think I'll do just that!

If somehow the vampire from his dream had followed him through the multiverse to Cove she was in HIS world now. Not Raena's, Raidens! And she would give him some answers.

[ooc]Another little snippet as the story of the Grenadier Curse continues. Again this conversation is OOC information, although some of you may have seen the strange woman searching for "her kitty" around Cove.[/ooc]

[Mat Shadowhand]

Someone needs to find out why the Grenadiers are Cursed and why! We keep loosing them at the rate the Scouts will have to step up to take Guard over the Baron.




Signed Church Servant: Kal ShadowHand

[Raiden Morana]

Before heading to Britain Raiden sought out the one person in Cove who could perhaps shed more light on the Grenadier Curse and the forces that he would be up against.

He met Sergeant Hrothgar outside the barracks and they made their way to the church so they could talk in private.

What explanation could Hroth' offer to explain the curse?

Go on...

Vampires... Bugger!

*shifty eyes*

So the curse has followed the Baron's bodyguard whether Blade or Grenadier. Always watching, always waiting, always ready to strike at those how threaten "The Society's" existence.

Well I might as well find them before they find me.

To be continued...

[ooc]Again all OOC info unless you are told directly. Thanks to Hroth' for helping out[/ooc]

[qom_riyadh]

[OOC]*drops jaw in amazement* This totally rocks! More! More!![/OOC]

[Marcus Kobra]

[OOC]: Hmm Loving it! and I jsut love Vampires! Also never knew the scouts and grenadiers had been one unit in days passed [OOC]

[Raiden Morana]

No sooner had Raiden locked his front door after returning home from the meeting with Hrothgar than there was a knock on it.

To Raiden's surprise it was Dragoon Sergeant Hoagie.

Hoagie: 'Ello Raiden, there was some red haired lass came up to me last night. Was lookin' for you.
Raiden: 'Ey up Hoags. Errr... Yer mean Fli?

Raiden smiled fondly to himself.

Hoagie: She said to give you this... Nah darker hair.

Hoagie handed Raiden a silken shirt like the one he was wearing in his dream.

Hoagie: Was a bit crazy...
Raiden: Well... I... Uhmmm...

Raiden let out a deep breath.

Hoagie: Oh? She also wants her neckscarf back.

So it was Raena come to Cove looking for Raiden!

Raiden looked at Hoagie almost speechless.

Raiden: Hoags... We're friends aye?
Hoagie: Aye 'course.
Raiden: I swear on my honour this aint how it looks!

Raiden looked Hoagie straight in the eye.

Raiden: There's summat not right here and I need to get to the bottom of it.

Hoagie folded his arms loosely.

Hoagie: Aye? I'm listenin'.
Raiden: I can't tell you more... But it aint how it looks. And this woman aint what she seems.

Hoagie raised a brow.

Raiden: Well she IS a woman but... it aint how it looks.
Hoagie: Well she was a whole barrel o' crazy.
Raiden: Well, if yer see this woman again tell her I'm lookin' fer her.
Hoagie: ... Not 'elpin'.

Raiden grinned a little.

Raiden: I gave you my word a while back about something... And I'll never break it.



Hoagie looked at Raiden and nodded.

Raiden: Yer just have ter trust me.

Hoagie pondered briefly then nodded to Raiden again, closing the door behind him.

Raiden sagged in his chair. If somehow Raena was real and in Cove he was in danger, those he cared about were in danger, hell every guardsman and peasant was in danger.

He must find her... And quick.

To be continued...

[ooc]Hoh even the damn Dragoons are getting dragged into the story - cheers Hoags[/ooc]

[Farfar]

[OOC] Awesome! keep on writing, im hooked! [/OOC]

[Khaelieth]

[OOC: Watch out! Ogres are eavesdropping!]

[Raiden Morana]

Raiden joined Hoagie and Ihiniar in the tavern, he wasn't much in the mood for conversation but gave his thanks for the ale Hoagie bought him.

Ihiniar: Summat up Sarge? Ye look troubled.
Raiden: Just got summat ter sort out tha's all lad.
Ihiniar: Need a hand?

Raiden downed his ale in one.

Raiden: Nah... I need ter do it alone... Thank ye lad.

Raiden smiled faintly and got up slowly clapping his hand on Ihiniar's shoulder.

Raiden: Get them trials done eh lad? Let's see yer in bronze.

He liked Ihiniar, maybe a little more than he let on and had high hopes for him as a Grenadier.

He then nodded slightly to Hoagie. He had known Hoagie since joining the army and was proud to call him a friend.

Would this be the last time he saw them?

Raiden: Good eve lads. See yer later... I hope.

The last two words were muttered under his breath as he saluted sharply drawing a puzzled look from both Hoagie and Ihiniar.

Raiden then set off on the road to Britain and the Cat's Lair tavern... In search of a kitty!

* * * * * * * *

Raiden steeled himself and opened the tavern door quietly. She was there! Raena! Sat with her back to him. Did she know he was coming? Should he have her head off now? No! He took a deep breath and a step to his front...

[ooc]Stay tuned for the final installment (for the time being ) of the Grenadier Curse! Har![/ooc]

[Raiden Morana]

Raiden moved silently behind her, war axe in his hand. He raised his arm and...



Must... Not... Let... Her... Seduce... Me... Again!



Aint gonna happen kitty! Hoh!

Gotten by the tail? *coughs*



Bloody deadies!



Oooh... Now he's angry!



Hoh! Now he's very angry!



You wouldn't like me when I'm angry!



Raiden slinked from the tavern. He felt sick to his stomach.

Had he just made things better or had they taken a turn for the worse.

With a heavy heart he made his way back from Britain, walking along almost in a daze. Wandering blindly he ended up at a place where he had comforted someone close not so long ago and he found a little peace.

Quickly scribbling a note he let a pigeon soar. He needed... Company.



What will become of Raiden, the Grenadier Curse and Cove?

Only time will tell...

[ooc]Well that's it i'm afraid, for the time being at least. I hope you found the story enjoyable and i'd just like to say thanks again to everyone who helped me put it together. FOR COVE![/ooc]

[qom_riyadh]

[OOC]This story has been officially marked as the "Boom of the Year!" Damn good! Now, let the garlic vendetta begin![/OOC]