Woo! My first Fan Fic!
Disclaimer
I do not own ant of the Bauldars Gate characters, items or places. Thay are property of Bioware
Thanks
Clare
My Name is Haer' Dalis
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The capture
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The thief moved like a cat, watching every shadow, scanning every room for the reason they had been sent. They knew there target, so now it was a simple matter of finding it. So far, they had been successful, the mephits in the first chamber had fallen to a few acid arrows and the yaunti was an easy back stab target.
"Where have you hidden it wizard?" They wispered to themselves " It has been a long night of trudging through the sewers and this sparrow is getting tired of the hunt!" A floor board creaked in the darkness and the figure cursed under there breath. They turned a corner and...
were met with yet another corridor!
"Gah! does this Labyrinth never end?! Is it this doomgaurds destiny to skulk around the maze of an insane old fool for the rest of eternity?! I would prefer to be in the Dukes dungeons....Hang on," They flinched at a painful memory " No, no on second thought I dont think I would" They stopped sharply as a rat, well they thought it was a rat, ran across their feet, nudging open a door to the figures right. A bright light poured into the dark corridor. The figure slipped into the room like a shadow in the morning sun.The room was like a privet chapel, white marble and golden ornaments glowed under the light of a hundred or so magical candels.And there, in the middle of the room, atop an altar, was the Gem. The entire reason for being here. It was.... blue, and shaped like a piece of coral, if coral was, um glowing and humming slightly.
"And the sparrow spots their elusive quarry" The figure mumbled as they crossed the room. Suddenly, a sharp ping sounded throughout the micro-chapel and a few seconds later the thief found themselves pined to a wall by the trap arrow that had just been fired. They gingerly un plucked the arrow from there robes on there shoulder and discarded it, letting it clatter for a few seconds. It stopped clattering and the only sounds in the room once again where the gentle, rythamic humming of the Gem and the soft breathing of the thief. The thief stood at the altar and reached for the Gem with a gloved hand. In a few seconds the prize would be theirs! But just as there fingers brushed the surface of the Gem a voice from the open door said
"Well done my friend! You have got alot further than I had expected!" The thief spun around and looked at where the voice had come from. standing in the open doorway was a tall man with grayish brown hair. He wore the garb of a wizard and his eyes were cold and gray. Either side of him were two massive golems. "But" he continued " It is time for this game of cat and mouse to end." He snapped his fingers and one golem marched forward and grabbed the thief by the neck, lifting them about five inches off the ground. The wizard Merkrath, for that was his name, slinked foward and yanked back the thieves hood. He jolted at what he saw, for he had truly seen no being like this. The face was undoubtedly that of a mans, but with many scars, which looked like they had been placed there by some sadistic ritual, rather than warfare; Five ran vertically down his chin and two more,horizontally crossing his high cheek bones.His pointed ears betrayed some elven heritage. His nose was small and his eyes where a brilliant purple. But the most astonishing thing about him was his hair. It hung down to just below his shoulders and was the most beautiful shade of blue. His eyes were filed with fear as he struggled feverishly in the golems grasp.
"My, we not ..... Exotic" Merkrath said snidly "A real pretty boy, that is what I shall name you, pretty boy!"
"Release me fiend!" the thief gasped "My friends will come looking for me and then...."
"SILENCE!! You will only speak when I say, slave!" The man spat rudely in Merkraths face and said
"You do not own me! And my name is Haer' Dalis!"
"No, you do not have a name anymore." said Merkrath, wiping his eye. He said some spell words and Haer' Dalis' struggling stopped.
"Now, who do you serve?"
"I only serve master Merkrath"
"Good" Merkrath gestured to the golems "take this empty shell away, make it peel potatoes or something." And with that he vanished.
Disclaimer
I do not own ant of the Bauldars Gate characters, items or places. Thay are property of Bioware
Thanks
Clare
My Name is Haer' Dalis
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************************
The capture
-----------------------------
The thief moved like a cat, watching every shadow, scanning every room for the reason they had been sent. They knew there target, so now it was a simple matter of finding it. So far, they had been successful, the mephits in the first chamber had fallen to a few acid arrows and the yaunti was an easy back stab target.
"Where have you hidden it wizard?" They wispered to themselves " It has been a long night of trudging through the sewers and this sparrow is getting tired of the hunt!" A floor board creaked in the darkness and the figure cursed under there breath. They turned a corner and...
were met with yet another corridor!
"Gah! does this Labyrinth never end?! Is it this doomgaurds destiny to skulk around the maze of an insane old fool for the rest of eternity?! I would prefer to be in the Dukes dungeons....Hang on," They flinched at a painful memory " No, no on second thought I dont think I would" They stopped sharply as a rat, well they thought it was a rat, ran across their feet, nudging open a door to the figures right. A bright light poured into the dark corridor. The figure slipped into the room like a shadow in the morning sun.The room was like a privet chapel, white marble and golden ornaments glowed under the light of a hundred or so magical candels.And there, in the middle of the room, atop an altar, was the Gem. The entire reason for being here. It was.... blue, and shaped like a piece of coral, if coral was, um glowing and humming slightly.
"And the sparrow spots their elusive quarry" The figure mumbled as they crossed the room. Suddenly, a sharp ping sounded throughout the micro-chapel and a few seconds later the thief found themselves pined to a wall by the trap arrow that had just been fired. They gingerly un plucked the arrow from there robes on there shoulder and discarded it, letting it clatter for a few seconds. It stopped clattering and the only sounds in the room once again where the gentle, rythamic humming of the Gem and the soft breathing of the thief. The thief stood at the altar and reached for the Gem with a gloved hand. In a few seconds the prize would be theirs! But just as there fingers brushed the surface of the Gem a voice from the open door said
"Well done my friend! You have got alot further than I had expected!" The thief spun around and looked at where the voice had come from. standing in the open doorway was a tall man with grayish brown hair. He wore the garb of a wizard and his eyes were cold and gray. Either side of him were two massive golems. "But" he continued " It is time for this game of cat and mouse to end." He snapped his fingers and one golem marched forward and grabbed the thief by the neck, lifting them about five inches off the ground. The wizard Merkrath, for that was his name, slinked foward and yanked back the thieves hood. He jolted at what he saw, for he had truly seen no being like this. The face was undoubtedly that of a mans, but with many scars, which looked like they had been placed there by some sadistic ritual, rather than warfare; Five ran vertically down his chin and two more,horizontally crossing his high cheek bones.His pointed ears betrayed some elven heritage. His nose was small and his eyes where a brilliant purple. But the most astonishing thing about him was his hair. It hung down to just below his shoulders and was the most beautiful shade of blue. His eyes were filed with fear as he struggled feverishly in the golems grasp.
"My, we not ..... Exotic" Merkrath said snidly "A real pretty boy, that is what I shall name you, pretty boy!"
"Release me fiend!" the thief gasped "My friends will come looking for me and then...."
"SILENCE!! You will only speak when I say, slave!" The man spat rudely in Merkraths face and said
"You do not own me! And my name is Haer' Dalis!"
"No, you do not have a name anymore." said Merkrath, wiping his eye. He said some spell words and Haer' Dalis' struggling stopped.
"Now, who do you serve?"
"I only serve master Merkrath"
"Good" Merkrath gestured to the golems "take this empty shell away, make it peel potatoes or something." And with that he vanished.