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John Dell
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« on: September 28, 2005, 12:21:00 am »

...John followed the large group of guardsmen lead by Captain Shadwell. They where to meet up with the Yewians at the Minoc moongate, John did not know this but was chocked when he arrived and saw the murderers of his precious Commander Eason.

Not only did a whole squad Yewish Guardsman, standing tall next to the blue moongate... not only this John had to take, the evil and wicked, as John thought, Elf Delcarakdur was standing next to him in the line of Covian guardsmen.

Ye Elfish bastard!

John proclaimed as he systematically slapped, the newly degraded "Recruit" Delcarakdur on his legs with his crutches.

John had no idea the man that so long ago threw him out the barrack roof would be standing next to him again, there for he got unnecessarily angry when he saw the man.


As the squad rushed to battle against the old allies of Vesper. John did not catch up with the rest of the squad, since he was, as so many pointed out to him, a lazy cripple, he didn’t go with the rest. He ended up going behind the lines and was standing listening into the forest next to the graveyard.

Don't move a muscle ye...

John froze as he was standing with his back against the forest. Oh no, he thought for himself, John Dell what ever did ye do now... Let’s hope they don’t make me say something about the Baronship that is a secret, John thought. Of course that wouldn’t happen since the Baron not would trust every guardsman with all the secrets of Cove.

The Vesperian man looked at John for a while while dragging his dagger out of his shirt.

Who are ye, and where are ye from?

Em... "Think about something fast John!!" My name is John Dell! "Good work you..."

I was born in Minoc, John continues, well now he at least wasn’t lying, he was born in Minoc.

I see, there be great armies roaming about here ye see...

Oh? Of what?

Covians ye see...

Oh I’m from Cove!  "Wow John, when one didn’t think ye could sink any lower, ye do it anyway..."

I see says the the dark Vesperian man, come with me ye dirty crippled dog. John is being taken in a tiny room, being questioned by a lot of people, making John sick and giving him a headache.



He is then being given a mysterious pill by a lady in green. John instantly becomes dizzy and everything blurs in front of him.

Hello, what is yer name, asked the lady in green. J...John Dell Ma'am, John replied with blank eyes.

Good John, yer doing good...

I am?

Yes little one, we are all friends here ye see...
Friends... that's nice

From here John was escorted to a tavern south of this small house next to the graveyard. After being laid down on a scabby bed with no sheets a witch came in and mumbled spells and marked the floor with weird signs. The witch asked John about his life, where he has been and what he has achieved. John muttered on about the Yew campaigns and the witch grinned telling him how he could get revenge of Yew with her help.

After hours of interrogation John proclaimed that a monster lurks in Cove, the witch didn’t take to much notice of Johns endless babbling about monsters in people... until he spoke of the monster called plague... The witch opened her eyes wide and looked at John, but too late! John had already taken her hand in his...

It spreads by touch John said and fell asleep.

The witch ordered the room and all in it to be burnt down and John to be escorted to Cove, unharmed...


As two of the tavern workers walked John to the forest they where stopped by Vesper militia, John was punched in the face before the workers could react, John woke up from his brainwashing and spit a militia man in the neck, John got smacked around, as John tried to flee he got blazed by fire. The hole thing ended with the both the Vesperian militia and the tavern workers wanted to get rid of the suspected plague carrier, they tied John up back of a horse and drew him around half the forest before leaving him to die...




After what could have been hours a lone Cove guardsman found the unconscious Junior Dell. After checking for life signs Junior Garand puts with some work John in a bedroll and drags him all the way to the barracks.

At the barrack stairs Garand gives the work of restoring some health to the half dead John to the, to the Evil, Recruit Delcarakdur...

Em... how are ye doin’ sir?

The blood was pouring from John’s nose, he had a big gash on his forehead and the big blaze mark on his back made Delcarakdur shiver down his spine. After awhile John woke up with a violent cough attack. Still dizzy from all the rides he had that day he kept his eyes closed as he asked where he was and who was attending him, knowing John's feelings towards him, Delcarakdur said nothing but...

Yer at the barracks sir, a recruit is attending ye sir... try getting some sleep now
Yes... thank ye...
John replied before falling asleep once more.

Delcarakdur bound John with bandages over his head, watered and cleaned his wounds, this once so evil Elf saved poor John's life.

Isn't life ironic...
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« Reply #1 on: September 28, 2005, 09:31:00 am »

( there's a thread here ... http://www.f4g.net/vb/showthread.php?p=700999)

Copied and Pasted for your Edification ...

<sithra>
Muttering an angry curse, she set the bar across her cottage door. A quiet life, she'd said. A Change of scene, she'd said, and here she was, not yet unpacked, and barring herself in to await balance knew what ...

The Covian, John, she'd have taken that babble for nothing more than the talk of a madman, if she'd seen the look of his eyes, felt the clamminess of his hands where he ..

where he ..

where he'd touched her! The thought filled her with a sick sense of dread. Plague! Was the poor devil a plaguer? He'd touched her, Garret had touched him, how many of the others? She'd spoken to Anna Maria, spoken to the young lass, Terris .. they'd have to do what they could ..

.. She'd have to stay here and wait. Tearing some pages from an old copy of on the diversity of our lands, she began to write.
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