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Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

The sight of the opening into the sand dunes was something to behold. Dalious laughed hysterically as they reached the exit.

"Ha!" Dalious exclaimed. "I'm the greatest pirate that's ever lived. Ha! I escaped those bastards on my ship trying to capture my reward, I escaped the red witch with amazing breasts...and now I've escaped these God forsaken demon folks and their prison of eternity! I'm the best! I'm the man, seven hells I'm amazing. ... where's Cicero!?"

He sunk himself into the sand and started kissing the sand until his realization of his last comment. How were they not already here? Did they get trapped again? It didn't matter, he was free! He was....

"F*ck, Cicero's still in there."

Then one of the slaves asked him the next plan and whether they would go to the docks of Roh to sail away..."Sounds enticing,"he spoke with a defeated sigh. "You lot go there, find a ship and lie in wait. I will return and we'll sail away together in freedom! Wait for my return...but...I must go back in...my friends might need me." He nodded to them and huffed heavily. "If any of you care to join me, let us begin ". Dalious began to go back, as he did not have many people in his years he considered friends...Cicero and Gwyn were certainly amongst them.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Dalious looked down the hallways as the slaves headed south, while he and Fyr lingered a bit longer. Both hallways were slghtly illuminated by the glowing mushrooms sprouted around.

"This is not the time to warm ourselves by a fire mate," he said. There was also nothing around to start a fire that he could recognize. "I promise, when we are out of here and all is done with, I will personally make a fire for you so you can warm those muscles of yours. Hell I'll even sing you a lullaby to ease the moment. For now, forward we must go!"

Dalious gave him a tap on his large shoulder and pressed on.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Dalious

The guard looked terrified, as he pointed toward the east. "Just kill him" one of the former slaves yelled behind Dalious. "Yea, he's trying to trick us!"said another.

Dalious only hesitated briefly, then gripped his spear tightly and jammed it as hard as he could through the guards chest. The look on the dying guard's face stamped its image into Dalious's mind. The rest of the former slaves cheered the pirate as the guard's body fell limp to the floor. Dalious instantly felt regret, for the guard had surrendered.

The mob of them continued cheering as the company continued southward, knowing that if they didn't find the armory they could always come back and head east. But Dalious felt sick to his stomach and he didn't understand why. He had killed dozens of people before...but this one was the only one who surrendered first. It made him sick. He slowly followed the mob, dragging Manzur's blood stained spear across the sand as he went.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

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Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

The slaves started putting on a bloodied leather gambeson to the pirate, without his consent which he gagged over a few times. He winced in discomfort but let it slide.

Then, just as the slaves got rowdy and started moving, Fyr asked him if he was ready for something.

"I was born ready, mate." the pirate responded. "I mean yea I work out and I'm in my prime so good observation. I've....wait...what are you getting at!?"

"Sure!"

Dalious observed as Fyr destroyed one of the two guards. He rose his spear toward the other to make him yield, pausing any of the slaves that may have tried to kill him.

"Stop!" Dalious shouted to the mob. "Leave this one alive, so long as he answers my questions. We will break a finger for every answer that displeases. Where is the armory, where our belongings are? In fact, lead us there if you know, otherwise, Fyr is breaking a thumb. Secondly, tell us where the rest of yous are or you lose two thumbs."

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Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Dalious and Fyr made it to the slaves. There were so many voices going off at once about what to do next, it seemed the pair interrupted the current debate going on. Dalious, being a former ship crew captain, felt it was his turn to speak and bring the group together under one unity. As he opened his mouth to speak, he was startled by the booming voice of Fyr beating him to it. Immediately Dalious knew this meant something a little more to the man, much as his crew meant to him before...except for when they all betrayed him but that was another story.

Fyr spoke strong and true, saying they were to shove shovels through the enemies stomachs. The crowd cheered with yeas and woos, and Dalious nodded in approval as the speech went on. Then he spoke of turning the slavers into mushrooms by killing them or something and Dalious rose an eyebrow. "uhhh yea!! Mushrooms you sons of b!+@#&$!! And not the edible kind, bastards!!".

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

When Cicero asked what the plan was, Dalious used hand gestures to describe what he and Fyr were about to do. They were to gather the rest of the prisoners and clear out the guards, he motioned to him and Fyr and then created what he was trying to tell Cicero with theatrical motions. Then he hushed at Cicero with a finger to his nose and a shhh so they would be unheard, tapped Fyr on his shoulder, and then motioned for the two of them to back up and reassemble with the other former prisoners.

His motions seemed to be clear as he tiptoed backwards toward his destination. Once he and Fyr were out of hearing distance from the two guards they just encountered he told the large man, "Phew, that was close. Didn't expect guards so soon...the others will be fine I'm certain. Let's gather the others and come back and murder every one of these bastards, what do you say? They'll clear the up ahead, we take out the back stragglers. That way we don't get overwhelmed by surprise numbers. Sound good?

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Dalious

Dalious listened to them all speak. Fyr talked something about becoming friends and he rose an eyebrow. "... awkward," he whispered toward Cicero as Gwyn finished up healing his foot.

The pirate stretched the foot, felt it and smiled. It was as if it had never happened, simply amazing in his mind. He was one to hate magic, mostly in terms of combat, but he fully appreciated healing powers. "Gwyn...you heal almost as good as you look... Anyways, I think we need to go that way though I'm not exactly sure. Only way I've never been...

As his foot felt better he started limping toward the direction he thought they should all go. His mind went back to what the newcomer in the mask, Ashe, had said. Something about Manzur taking money in advance for training then ditching them. He remembered Cicero claiming the knocked out guy, who he took the spear he was currently carrying, was named Manzur. It all connected somewhat in his mind. Except that the spear spoke...

"Hmmm...some people are just shit outta luck," he spoke to Ashe. "But not you...this was his spear. And...since we're all...friends... I'll take up Manzur's claim since his spear belongs to me now. I will train you young one in anything you do desire. Though, I don't think you'll need a mask for such training. Also...thank you for not killing me. You've passed my first lesson....which is...you know, exactly that."

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

When he felt the cold blade reach his throat, Dalious knew either his life was over in this instance or it would soon be over. He was too wounded to fight back.

Gwyn saved his throat being slit, having spoken up for him. When he heard Gwyn's description of their friendly encounters he huffed. "Yes, we are the best of friends!!! She helped me defeat negligent pirates...the sailing off part was me being kidnapped. I ...".

"I ended up here through slave work... he informed. "Cicero. He's probably dead..." Then he heard him call out. "Uhh, just kidding that's totally him!'

He listened to Cicero tell him that he didn't look so good and responded,", I'm in my prime sir."

Dalious gave an over exaggerated bow to Fyr upon introduction, half because he had never fully met the man and half because he already knew him in a sense. Then Cicero spoke of healing his ribs, so Dalious pointed a finger at him. "First come first serve!! he exclaimed!

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

The spear wasn't talking. He was sure now...was he? Yes. Maybe. Pull it together. It feels wrong...but it's reality. Dalious sat at the beginning of these stairs and rested in thought. He brought himself back to reality then... some characters were atop the stairs in the light. A soft voice spoke his name, her face disguised by the darkness and the light.

The pirate squinted up at her, he just stared until her face came clearer and clearer. It was Gwyn, and if Cicero hadn't told him earlier that she was here he might've mistaken her for an angel. Not that he believed in such a thing anyway.

"Gwyn!!! Seventeen hells it's good to see a pretty face amongst the muck I've been left in for the past while! I mean, these bastards don't even have mirrors here. How am I to look presentable in such times?" he shouted, some of his tone sounded as if he were in agony. "Listen love, there's a few things we need to discuss quickly...most importantly you look great. Have you changed your hair? My gods you've been blessed. Are you single still or...oh gods is...he...a thing?? Hymmn. Fuck, damns it this is not the time for small talk Gwyn. My gods I need you to focus. So, I just escaped those bastards but Cicero was with me, I think he died. Anyway, my foot landed on a spike and I'm literally dying right now, do you still do that thing you do with magic healing?? If not, I'm going to die. And if I do, please tell your children about me. With Cicero...your Cicero children..maybe name a few after me. Maybe.."

He laughed, but the pain he was in cut it short. It was then he realized that there was another. He squinted a few moments until he realized Gwyn was actually being held captive by a guard. Dalious gripped the spear tightly and pointed it forward.

"You!!he shouted at the other. "You shall not pass!. He tried to look tough enough but his pain was evident, and all he could do was point his weapon forward as menacingly as he had the stamina in him to project.

...how he hadn't noticed the guard before...he was slipping. He was...dying, he thought. Everything felt surreal...