The traveler`s secret, part 2.

Alden, Edmand, and Allrun were riding , though Alden was running, along the path toward Gryphon`s Den, the nearest city.  Allrun reigned in his pegasus, being a paladin he had the ability to summon these flying, celestial steeds, as he saw Tuln, the owl, flying toward them screeching three times.

"That means potential danger."  Stated Alden, drawing his two-tipped spear (one tip on either end) and slowing down to a walk.  The danger came into view as they came around a corner, it was a knight garbed entirely in black armor, riding a black horse and he guarded the entrance of a stone bridge that stretched over a great, rushing river.  

"No one crosses this yonder bridge unlessith he defeats me in singleith combat!"  Proclaimed the knight.

"I accept your challenge!"  Edmand cried, stepping forward.  

The knight slammed his heels into the flanks of his steed, the beast charged toward Edmand, the knight lowered his lance so it was level with his opponents chest.  Edmand simply raised his hand said two words in the language of magic, and then a lighting bolt shot from his hand, struck the knight in the chest and flung him to the ground, where he lay motionless.  The trio passed to the other side of the river.  Some hours later, Alden heard Tuln`s cry again, except this time there was four cries.

"That means serious danger."  Said Alden, and everyone drew their weapons... 

The traveler`s secret.

One autumn evening, a weary, old traveler limped his way down the forest road to the Golden Ale Inn.  Once inside, the traveler went to order a beer but all of a sudden terrible spasms and vomiting over took him.  A night elf ranger named Alden Quellunn, and his owl, Tuln, rushed over to him, to try and calm the man.  The traveler was able to tell Alden that he had a certain artifact he wanted Alden to take to Farshire, the ruined kingdom, and their he would find an alter, that could destroy the artifact.  He was about to say more, but another spasm over took him, and he broke his neck.  Alden looked in the traveler`s pack and found the artifact wrapped in cloth, just then a human wizard came over, bumped the dead man`s sleeve to reveal infected, greenish cuts that oozed a yellowish puss.  The wizard gasped, and said;

"I would like to see the end of this mystery, a wizard is always looking for more knowledge.  What is your name, night elf?" 

"Alden Quellunn, and this is my owl friend, Tuln, what`s your`s?"

"Edmand Olvarson."

"Hay, ho!  What`s this you speak of an adventure?  Normal life starting to bore me, oh yes, my name is Allrun Fulurnson, and I am a noble paladin!"

"I guess the three of us can go together then?"  Said Alden, and they did, starting on their long, dangerous journey to Farshire. 

Special ANN report.

"Reporting live from ANN (American National News) sponsored by The Kelly Davis Foundation 'Looking out for your welfare.'  And The Free People`s Union 'Through government comes freedom.'  And now the news; a psychic is on the loose .  I assure you, this rouge psychic shall be captured before he can do harm, and he shall be brought before the Supreme court for treason and violation against the Constitution.  The psychic is a teenager, about 16 or 17, wears dark clothes, brown shaggy hair and yellow eyes.  That`s it, but just remember if you see him go home and contact the authorities.  And now, to sports..."  

(The news reporter failed to mention that the psychic was powerful enough to cause a national threat, but what does government care if you die because of stray bullets or falling rubble?  And he didn`t mention that psychics are employed secretly by the government.)

It`s for your own good.

Jessie Clark was very happy, her husband, Frank, was coming home today.  She was cleaning the house, baking, trimming the hedges and some other house work.  But then she saw some people run by the window, then someone knocked on the door, it was one of her friends .

"Harold saw four military style hummers on the ridge outside of town, and they`re coming this way!"  Exclaimed her neighbor. 

This was odd, Jessie lived in a small Vermont town, but they were right,  in a few minutes the hummers, rather large ones, came to the town square.

"Please cooperate, this is for your safety, penalties will follow resistance."  Said a voice on the loud speaker.

Soldiers came and started rounding people up, and put them in the hummers, which had a holding cell in the back.  Some people did try to resist, so the "penalties" insured, then their bodies were put in houses.  So in a few minutes, the whole town was locked up in the hummers and driven off to the "sanctuary camps."       

Psions.org

Here is a list of the top five psychic organizations: Number one, Scions of Lucifer, situated in Los Angeles, focuses on controlling their enemies, or if that doesn't work, blasting them into oblivion.  The S.L. are goth, wear black clothing, chains, pale faces, live in an old renovated warehouse, and all that other gothic stuff.  The symbol of the S.L. is a black background, a blood red pentagram with a hand of glory in the center.  Number two, The Occult, main base in North Dakota, in an underground temple.  Occult members usually use matter-reformation techniques on their enemies, also they favor compacting them to the size of a golf ball.  Occultists are satan-worshipers and therefore is a big persecutor of the Church, but Occultists are easily recognized by their black cloak and other black clothing, oh yeah, and the Nazi Swastika in the center of a gray circle on their chests. 

That`s all for right now, the other three are coming soon to haunt you too.      

Psychics; psychos

The origin of psychics began in the early 2oth century, first the Nazis tried it, well that gave the government of old America to work on it.  At first it seemed like a waste of money, the subject were subjected to strange experiments, but to no avail.  But the subjects offspring showed psychic powers, the government help bring their powers out more.  It worked.  Know groups of government hired psychics roam around attacking anyone they think is a suspect.  One of the more powerful, maybe even the most powerful, groups of psychics are the Scions of Lucifer, or S.L.  The Scions are wealthy, powerful, and ruthless, all the traits of a stereotypical psy.  Currently, the S.L. have been trying to infiltrate an Alliance base, so far they've succeded.    

Andras` tale.

Andras` thought for a moment, then began.

"Twenty years ago, when I was twenty-seven, I traveled to a far east kingdom during my travels as a young knight.  I was given a grand room, with a fancy bed and decor, but when the servant left, seventeen ninjas burst through the windows!" He paused remembering the moment, "So I picked two up, one in each hand, and threw them out the window, I bashed two ninjas` head together, then I punch four of them cold, I smacked one up side the head, beat up a few others, and five got away.  When I asked the servant, he said he didn't know, but I saw him crossing his fingers, so he clenched his fists, squinched his eyes closed and said, "Do`h!"  

The next day I wanted to find out more about these ninjas, first I looked for thieve`s guilds and secret hideouts.  But to no avail, those ninjas seemingly disappeared, but I discovered something one night while I was looking around, that the servant was a sorcerer and a doppleganger! (an extraterrestrial from another plane, called Orcus) now you all may know that dopplegangers can shape-shift, so then," Andras stopped to clear his throat, "he noticed me, because I was standing in the doorway, then he took out a hand crossbow, shot it and the bolt grazed my side.  But then I leaped forward with my sword and whacked off his right arm, he then turned back to normal form, and died, I realized he died because he had stabbed himself.  The next day, the ninjas struck again, but I repelled them, then I realized they were all gnomes.  So I grabbed one by the ear and demanded to know what they were doing, he said we had accidently switched bags at the border guard, so we switched bags, I remembered know that my clothes were small.  And that was the end of it all."

Everyone was looking Andras, they all agreed it was a strange story, but would meet back here on the 'morrow.