Warriors and Mercenaries
Nate was pulling the boat along using a rope tied to the underside of Avenger. He was doing this for two reasons; one was to get the boat out to sea, and the other was to clean his fur of the falcon�s saliva, which had slicked down his fur.
Ciara was riding in the ketch, and telling Nate where to direct the boat. �Nate, rock ahead,� the squirrel told him, and Nate pulled the ketch over a ways, missing a jagged boulder sticking up from the surface of the water.
�How much farther, Ciara?� The otter asked his companion. �Just a little farther, I can make out the end of the stream.� The small boat made the transition from calm to slight waves without much trouble as it reached the ocean.
�Well, I think it is time to take a look at the map. We should be able to take a route pretty close to the shore and follow it southward, that way we are never too far from land or food, should our supplies run low on us.�
The Avenger made its way southward, just a short half-mile from the shore, with Nate at the tiller and Ciara in the crow�s nest, serving as lookout. �I hope we can find some help. If they come back and it is just us two, we are done for�� Ciara started, �Don�t worry about it now; we just need to get help, no matter what.� Nate, satisfied with they way the boat was handling, decided that they should take turns at the tiller, the other sleeping, to keep up their energy. Nate took first shift, his companion sleeping in the Captain�s quarters.
�You lot are a bunch of sniveling cowards! Can�t you do anything right?� Jake yelled at his crew, the falcon�s rage growing every second. Not only had three crew beasts gone overboard, the slave drivers were causing the oar slaves to row in circles. �If you can�t get it right in the next five seconds, I�ll throw every one of you nitwits overboard!�
Jake walked up to Matt, the fox still recuperating from his blow to the head. �You had better do something, or I�ll be throwing you overboard as well!� Matt stood up, shook his head a little, and saluted the falcon. �Aye, sir, but I�ll tell you one thing. That squirrelmaid is the daughter of the others all right. Hits just like �em!� The fox then slowly walked around the boat, barking orders at the crew. �You call yerself a thief? You couldn�t steal candy from a kit!� �You there, put more backswing into that whip!� �If I have to repeat meself one more time, you lot are going overboard!� �Put yer backs into holding the boat on �er course!�
The large buccaneer�s ship made its way north, a solid drum beat and a yelling fox being heard coming from it at regular intervals. The assassins� boat swayed on the growing waves, headed right for a strong storm.
�We had better switch, Ciara!� Nate yelled to her. She woke up, got off of the comfy bed, and stretched her limbs out, tail swishing the air around it. �Why�s that?� She asked, still half-asleep. �We have major problems! We are headed right into a storm!� Nate then proceeded to take the guiding rope, tie it to the front of the ketch, and jump headlong into the water, making every attempt to get it to shore.
Ciara ran out and took hold of the tiller, making sure to help Nate out the best she could by keeping it straight on course. �How much time do we have?� �Not much, by the power of the wind that�s blowing. I suggest we both get into the Captain�s Quarters. Better to be sheltered when this thing hits the shore than to be thrown off of the boat.
As the boat was thrown closer and closer to the shore by the violent ocean waves, Nate saw something bad. �Ciara, brace yourself!� Just as the boat made contact with the rocks lining the shore, Nate�s head slammed against the roof of the room, and blacked out.
�This storm be getting� fierce, captain. Should we head fer shore and look for some mercenaries here?� One of the crewbeasts asked his captain. The falcon turned to the sea rat, and replied, �Yes, we should. Why don�t you go check ahead for us?� Jake told him, and kicked the rat into the air. Screaming, he fell into the waves, and seconds later, blood could be seen on top of the water, the rat having been skewered by a large rock formation jutting just out of the storming sea.
�Git us to shore, you sorry excuse for a crew, or all of you will be divided by my axe!� Matt yelled, and the oar slaves were driven to row toward the shore. Just as the boat landed, the crew left the ship and headed further inland. The crew was panting, partly from all the walking and partly from being overweight, not having much exercise because of all the sailing. Suddenly, Matt stopped, and sniffed at the air. �Sir, we are not alone!� The fox yelled, and pulled the axe from behind his back.
�Leave now, assassins, if you know what is good for you.� �Who said that?� Jake demanded, �You want to fight, I�ll kill each one of you with my bare talons!� �We are a group of barbarians, and we also happen to be mercenaries. My name is Guy, and I�m the leader. We heard you speaking of looking for some mercs, and now, we are here.� Suddenly, dozens of creatures poured into a clearing, all being led by one. Guy presented himself in full view. He was a ferret, and a powerful looking on at that.
�A ferret, huh? I have a proposition for you. We could pay you a great amount to help us kill a couple of creatures. Our two groups together should have no problem taking the pair down. �You make a tempting offer. Let us talk it over amongst ourselves tonight, and we�ll give you an answer in the morning. You should return to your ship, however, as we can�t house the lot of you.�
Nate awoke to a ray of sun in his eyes and a painful headache. He sat up and rubbed his head, and checked over his body. He still had his sword, and his tail and legs were okay. He jumped into the ocean, swam around a bit to freshen up, and jumped back onto shore, the otter then remembering what happened.
�Ciara!� Nate yelled, looking around frantically for his friend. �Ciar-� Just before he could finish her name, a paw cupped over his mouth. �Shhhh. Come with us, otter, and I promise you won�t be hurt.� Nate nodded, and followed the beast into the woods. �Your friend is fine. We found her further up the beach, looking for you. She is in our village now, and that�s where I am taking you.� Nate looked from the sword on the creature�s back to the wielder. �So, who are you anyway?� �I am Neo, and I am the leader of the Knights of the Phoenix. We are warriors from the south. Your friend explained your current situation, and I think we can help you out.� The beast turned, and Nate realized he was talking to a badger. �A group of badgers, huh?� �Not just badgers, but mice and hares as well. Now, be quiet, so we can avoid �them.�� �Them? Who are�� Just then, Nate was struck with a vicious blow, and the darkness filled his eyes once again.
Nate was pulling the boat along using a rope tied to the underside of Avenger. He was doing this for two reasons; one was to get the boat out to sea, and the other was to clean his fur of the falcon�s saliva, which had slicked down his fur.
Ciara was riding in the ketch, and telling Nate where to direct the boat. �Nate, rock ahead,� the squirrel told him, and Nate pulled the ketch over a ways, missing a jagged boulder sticking up from the surface of the water.
�How much farther, Ciara?� The otter asked his companion. �Just a little farther, I can make out the end of the stream.� The small boat made the transition from calm to slight waves without much trouble as it reached the ocean.
�Well, I think it is time to take a look at the map. We should be able to take a route pretty close to the shore and follow it southward, that way we are never too far from land or food, should our supplies run low on us.�
The Avenger made its way southward, just a short half-mile from the shore, with Nate at the tiller and Ciara in the crow�s nest, serving as lookout. �I hope we can find some help. If they come back and it is just us two, we are done for�� Ciara started, �Don�t worry about it now; we just need to get help, no matter what.� Nate, satisfied with they way the boat was handling, decided that they should take turns at the tiller, the other sleeping, to keep up their energy. Nate took first shift, his companion sleeping in the Captain�s quarters.
�You lot are a bunch of sniveling cowards! Can�t you do anything right?� Jake yelled at his crew, the falcon�s rage growing every second. Not only had three crew beasts gone overboard, the slave drivers were causing the oar slaves to row in circles. �If you can�t get it right in the next five seconds, I�ll throw every one of you nitwits overboard!�
Jake walked up to Matt, the fox still recuperating from his blow to the head. �You had better do something, or I�ll be throwing you overboard as well!� Matt stood up, shook his head a little, and saluted the falcon. �Aye, sir, but I�ll tell you one thing. That squirrelmaid is the daughter of the others all right. Hits just like �em!� The fox then slowly walked around the boat, barking orders at the crew. �You call yerself a thief? You couldn�t steal candy from a kit!� �You there, put more backswing into that whip!� �If I have to repeat meself one more time, you lot are going overboard!� �Put yer backs into holding the boat on �er course!�
The large buccaneer�s ship made its way north, a solid drum beat and a yelling fox being heard coming from it at regular intervals. The assassins� boat swayed on the growing waves, headed right for a strong storm.
�We had better switch, Ciara!� Nate yelled to her. She woke up, got off of the comfy bed, and stretched her limbs out, tail swishing the air around it. �Why�s that?� She asked, still half-asleep. �We have major problems! We are headed right into a storm!� Nate then proceeded to take the guiding rope, tie it to the front of the ketch, and jump headlong into the water, making every attempt to get it to shore.
Ciara ran out and took hold of the tiller, making sure to help Nate out the best she could by keeping it straight on course. �How much time do we have?� �Not much, by the power of the wind that�s blowing. I suggest we both get into the Captain�s Quarters. Better to be sheltered when this thing hits the shore than to be thrown off of the boat.
As the boat was thrown closer and closer to the shore by the violent ocean waves, Nate saw something bad. �Ciara, brace yourself!� Just as the boat made contact with the rocks lining the shore, Nate�s head slammed against the roof of the room, and blacked out.
�This storm be getting� fierce, captain. Should we head fer shore and look for some mercenaries here?� One of the crewbeasts asked his captain. The falcon turned to the sea rat, and replied, �Yes, we should. Why don�t you go check ahead for us?� Jake told him, and kicked the rat into the air. Screaming, he fell into the waves, and seconds later, blood could be seen on top of the water, the rat having been skewered by a large rock formation jutting just out of the storming sea.
�Git us to shore, you sorry excuse for a crew, or all of you will be divided by my axe!� Matt yelled, and the oar slaves were driven to row toward the shore. Just as the boat landed, the crew left the ship and headed further inland. The crew was panting, partly from all the walking and partly from being overweight, not having much exercise because of all the sailing. Suddenly, Matt stopped, and sniffed at the air. �Sir, we are not alone!� The fox yelled, and pulled the axe from behind his back.
�Leave now, assassins, if you know what is good for you.� �Who said that?� Jake demanded, �You want to fight, I�ll kill each one of you with my bare talons!� �We are a group of barbarians, and we also happen to be mercenaries. My name is Guy, and I�m the leader. We heard you speaking of looking for some mercs, and now, we are here.� Suddenly, dozens of creatures poured into a clearing, all being led by one. Guy presented himself in full view. He was a ferret, and a powerful looking on at that.
�A ferret, huh? I have a proposition for you. We could pay you a great amount to help us kill a couple of creatures. Our two groups together should have no problem taking the pair down. �You make a tempting offer. Let us talk it over amongst ourselves tonight, and we�ll give you an answer in the morning. You should return to your ship, however, as we can�t house the lot of you.�
Nate awoke to a ray of sun in his eyes and a painful headache. He sat up and rubbed his head, and checked over his body. He still had his sword, and his tail and legs were okay. He jumped into the ocean, swam around a bit to freshen up, and jumped back onto shore, the otter then remembering what happened.
�Ciara!� Nate yelled, looking around frantically for his friend. �Ciar-� Just before he could finish her name, a paw cupped over his mouth. �Shhhh. Come with us, otter, and I promise you won�t be hurt.� Nate nodded, and followed the beast into the woods. �Your friend is fine. We found her further up the beach, looking for you. She is in our village now, and that�s where I am taking you.� Nate looked from the sword on the creature�s back to the wielder. �So, who are you anyway?� �I am Neo, and I am the leader of the Knights of the Phoenix. We are warriors from the south. Your friend explained your current situation, and I think we can help you out.� The beast turned, and Nate realized he was talking to a badger. �A group of badgers, huh?� �Not just badgers, but mice and hares as well. Now, be quiet, so we can avoid �them.�� �Them? Who are�� Just then, Nate was struck with a vicious blow, and the darkness filled his eyes once again.
Warriors and Mercenaries
By Charizardcowman -- Report
This is my second story in my Blood Moon War stories. I hope everyone enjoys it!
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Posted by dragonsavior8498 17 years ago Report
your getting better!!!....i'm not so lucky......(why does no one else like to say anything?...)
Posted by Charizardcowman 17 years ago Report
I talk to people mostly on FA, though a lot of them seem to be M.I.A, so I'm a little sad...
Posted by dragonsavior8498 17 years ago Report
....they hate your work?...
Posted by Charizardcowman 17 years ago Report
No, they are friends of mine, but they are busy lately. One is actually Alpheus.
Posted by dragonsavior8498 17 years ago Report
....so what about the nasty messages recieved on FA?
Posted by Charizardcowman 17 years ago Report
Taken care of.
Posted by dragonsavior8498 17 years ago Report
.....ah...(don't post your avatar on Deviantart it might attract unwanted attention
Posted by Charizardcowman 17 years ago Report
alright.
Posted by Charizardcowman 17 years ago Report
Humans don't like being barked at, so he stopped when I shot it back at him.
Posted by dragonsavior8498 17 years ago Report
hmmmmm.....hope he wasn't a scout.....(many think i'm human but i ignore)
Posted by Charizardcowman 17 years ago Report
yeah, ignorance is bliss
Posted by Skittles209 17 years ago Report
....ignorance?..(cover-up!!!!!...hehehehe never guess who I really am) =^_^=
Posted by Charizardcowman 17 years ago Report
I don't know... lol tell me.
Posted by Skittles209 17 years ago Report
...okay....does the letter d ring a bell?
Posted by Charizardcowman 17 years ago Report
Nope... still nothing.
Posted by Skittles209 17 years ago Report
how about the word dragon?