Zachary Bean
Dry Docked (LCC FB Outlaws)
Boethius swam as hard as he could for shore. The freezing water pierced his skin and flesh, down to his bones. It felt like a thousand knives stabbing at you. He fell numb, just as the sun began shining through the clouds.
Boethius couldn't remember how he got to shore. He presumed he passed out and by a miracle floated to the shore. He awoke on a cold, hard stone surface. He noticed that he was only feet from the dock he had seen on the horizon when his raft broke. Boethius lifted himself upon the dry frozen-over dock. He heard calling, but his ears were filled with ice water. He lay his drenched body on the dock.
"Oy! Looks like we got ah live one laddies!"
"Doesn't look too alive to me."
Boethius, laying in puddle of water now looked up to the three guards. He muttered to himself, "Not these guys again."
"Oy! Whad you say?"
"Nothing, I was just...coughing. Do you guys have a fire, or somewhere warm that I can stay?" Boethius asked.
"Whad does this look like laddie? An inn?" Said one of the guards.
"Where ya comin' from? You one of them fish people?" Question the second guard.
"Shut-up, you nimrod. There ain't no sea people!" Said the other guard.
"I was sailing up the cost, when a storm hit me. Where am I now?" Boethius asked.
"Oy! Welcome to the cold waste land known as Garhiem laddie. You must've been blown far off course."
"He don't look like no sailor boss." Remarked the other guard, just as Boethius was responding to the previous guard.
"Oy shut-up! He's tryin' to talk!" Scolded the guard who seemed to say "Oy" before every sentence.
"Do you guys have a fire? I'm freezing." Asked Boethius once more.
"Yea. Just up the hill. Oy. You two" As he motioned to the other two guards, "carry em up the hill. He's in no status to walk."
The two guards helped Boethius to his feet, while the guard who seemed to be in charge marched ahead. They helped walk him up the hill to a fire, which was a beautiful sight to Boethius.
"Thank you." Said Boethius as they set him down next to the fire.
"Oy, I gots to say, you don't look like no sailor I've ever seen." Said the guard in charge.
"You guys are the Galanir's men, right?" Asked Boethius trying to dodge his captors questioning.
"Yes. We be employed by her majesty, the true Queen of Roawia."
"So you guys, are Outlaws?"
"I guess you could say before her majesty took over, we might have been a little outside of the law." One of the guards chuckled. "Why?"
"Well, I'll be honest with you guys, I'm no sailor. I've been running from the law for most of my life."
Boethius looked dead into the eyes of the other guards. There was a moment of silence among each other. Boethius turned his head down, towards the flickering flames. The three guards looked at each other, with questioning faces.
"Oy, will you give me and boys a minute to discuss something?" Asked the guard in charge.
"Sure, I guess so." Said Boethius.
The men gathered a little farther down the hill to the camp.
"How do we know he's an Outlaw, and not some Lenfel trying to give us the slip?"Finally asked one of the guards.
"He ain't got no markings, but he seemed pretty serious."
"Oy, I think he be telling the truth. Who would openly admit to being an Outlaw, besides another Outlaw?"
"I guess so. I say we bring em back to town, and make sure he don't leave."
"Oy, good idea laddie. We'll tell him we believe em, and bring em back to town. We'll tell em to stay in town, so if he is trying' to plot something, he can't spread the word up the cost."
The three men agreed to the plan. They came back up the hill and told Boethius they had believe him. They told him they were waiting for three boats from the Queen's Palace to arrive, but then remarked that they didn't think they were coming. They told him they were going to lead him back to town.
I experimented with a snowy landscape here. Not quite sure if it worked, but I liked it. This was actually pretty fun to build, and challenging to write for. Enjoy!
This is for my LCC ( Lands Of Classic Castle ) character, Boethius the Exiled. The full story can be viewed here.
Dry Docked (LCC FB Outlaws)
Boethius swam as hard as he could for shore. The freezing water pierced his skin and flesh, down to his bones. It felt like a thousand knives stabbing at you. He fell numb, just as the sun began shining through the clouds.
Boethius couldn't remember how he got to shore. He presumed he passed out and by a miracle floated to the shore. He awoke on a cold, hard stone surface. He noticed that he was only feet from the dock he had seen on the horizon when his raft broke. Boethius lifted himself upon the dry frozen-over dock. He heard calling, but his ears were filled with ice water. He lay his drenched body on the dock.
"Oy! Looks like we got ah live one laddies!"
"Doesn't look too alive to me."
Boethius, laying in puddle of water now looked up to the three guards. He muttered to himself, "Not these guys again."
"Oy! Whad you say?"
"Nothing, I was just...coughing. Do you guys have a fire, or somewhere warm that I can stay?" Boethius asked.
"Whad does this look like laddie? An inn?" Said one of the guards.
"Where ya comin' from? You one of them fish people?" Question the second guard.
"Shut-up, you nimrod. There ain't no sea people!" Said the other guard.
"I was sailing up the cost, when a storm hit me. Where am I now?" Boethius asked.
"Oy! Welcome to the cold waste land known as Garhiem laddie. You must've been blown far off course."
"He don't look like no sailor boss." Remarked the other guard, just as Boethius was responding to the previous guard.
"Oy shut-up! He's tryin' to talk!" Scolded the guard who seemed to say "Oy" before every sentence.
"Do you guys have a fire? I'm freezing." Asked Boethius once more.
"Yea. Just up the hill. Oy. You two" As he motioned to the other two guards, "carry em up the hill. He's in no status to walk."
The two guards helped Boethius to his feet, while the guard who seemed to be in charge marched ahead. They helped walk him up the hill to a fire, which was a beautiful sight to Boethius.
"Thank you." Said Boethius as they set him down next to the fire.
"Oy, I gots to say, you don't look like no sailor I've ever seen." Said the guard in charge.
"You guys are the Galanir's men, right?" Asked Boethius trying to dodge his captors questioning.
"Yes. We be employed by her majesty, the true Queen of Roawia."
"So you guys, are Outlaws?"
"I guess you could say before her majesty took over, we might have been a little outside of the law." One of the guards chuckled. "Why?"
"Well, I'll be honest with you guys, I'm no sailor. I've been running from the law for most of my life."
Boethius looked dead into the eyes of the other guards. There was a moment of silence among each other. Boethius turned his head down, towards the flickering flames. The three guards looked at each other, with questioning faces.
"Oy, will you give me and boys a minute to discuss something?" Asked the guard in charge.
"Sure, I guess so." Said Boethius.
The men gathered a little farther down the hill to the camp.
"How do we know he's an Outlaw, and not some Lenfel trying to give us the slip?"Finally asked one of the guards.
"He ain't got no markings, but he seemed pretty serious."
"Oy, I think he be telling the truth. Who would openly admit to being an Outlaw, besides another Outlaw?"
"I guess so. I say we bring em back to town, and make sure he don't leave."
"Oy, good idea laddie. We'll tell him we believe em, and bring em back to town. We'll tell em to stay in town, so if he is trying' to plot something, he can't spread the word up the cost."
The three men agreed to the plan. They came back up the hill and told Boethius they had believe him. They told him they were waiting for three boats from the Queen's Palace to arrive, but then remarked that they didn't think they were coming. They told him they were going to lead him back to town.
I experimented with a snowy landscape here. Not quite sure if it worked, but I liked it. This was actually pretty fun to build, and challenging to write for. Enjoy!
This is for my LCC ( Lands Of Classic Castle ) character, Boethius the Exiled. The full story can be viewed here.