ALL NOVEL Hero’s Side: Six Months, Hope And Faith.
[Eldannen Forest, Six months Before Due Date, Auron POV]
"Take THIS!"
I swung my Mighty Sword, Slashing the Evil Dragons Neck... As its head Fell from its shoulders, A chime rang in my head.
<new Skill: Dragon Slaying Slash.>
"Alright! I got a new Skill!" A crack and Snap Echoed through the area... and my Sword Shattered.
"AWW. Not Another One! Sigh."
"ALAS, Poor Hero, The Strongest man, Is there no Blade That can Survive his Hand?"
"SHUT UP, YOU SPOONY BARD! 'Klonk!' OW!"
"THE JEALOUS NEED NOT SPEAK, HERO!"
I HATE this guy! I hate him! His Stupid Fox Ears, His Stupid Tail, And that Stupid Cocky Personality! I HATE HIM SO MUCH!
"WHY DO WE EVEN HAVE YOU WITH US? GAH!"
The sound of Laughter turned me red... Julia Always seemed to enjoy This Bards Antics. And worse, Now Amelia And Seigfried Were laughing as Well.
"IT'S NOT THAT FUNNY!"
"No no, it IS that Funny, boss. Look at Julia."
I did as Seig Suggested, And found Amelia trying to help her.
"Breathe Lady Saintess, Breathe!"
"I can't... Can't Stop... haha... Laughing... hahaha... he hit him In the head... with a log hahahaha... and it went Klonk!... the log Wasn't Hollow... So... heheheh... it was... pfft.... it was Aurons Head that made the sound... His head is Hollow... empty... GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Oh Crap! It DID go Klonk! That's... Worrying. Hmm. Perhaps I did hit him Too hard this time. Are you Okay, Hero?"
"PFFFFT! KHAHAHAHAHA HEHEHEHEHEEE!"
"YOU! Mark my words, Ronan, One of these days..."
That was the day Julia Almost Died. From laughter.
[Two months Prior to Due Date, Balsam Plains, Ronan POV]
Alas, We Pushed our Steeds too hard, And they've Passed unto the Gods Domain... But we still have many miles to go, and so short a time, For it is almost Nigh! My Lovely Muse Shall become a Mother, And I Shall Serenade all Present with a New Ballad! And Be Formally Introduced as well! Ah, my Heart Flutters With Anticipation! And Indigestion! I should Not have Eaten Those Pink Mushrooms.
"But they looked so good, And Smelled like Chocolate! Urrrp!"
"Yeah, Idiot, That's how The Myconids Get Their Prey. The Pinkshroom Incapacitates them, And the Myconids Can Easily Dispatch them. If it weren't for me, you'd be dead."
"The... urrp! The Jealous URRRRRP! Need not Speak. Oh Gods, Bleeaarggh!"
"Whats to be jealous of, Fool! You nearly Died, We had to outrun a Myconid Army and Their Shroomasaurus Rex, And now the Horses are Dead. And we are in the middle of a frickin wasteland!"
"In Hindsight... I Shouldn't have Eaten Those Mushrooms... and I REALLY Shouldn't have Eaten those Blue Bananas... or the silver Plums... BLEEARRGH! oh look, Theres one now! EEW."
"GODS I HOPE THOSE THREE GET BACK SOON."
Yes, The Hero And I were in the wagon... I, regretting recent culinary Choices, and he Regretting the Wound on his Left Side, From Whence Mushrooms could be seen growing. A parasitic Fungus.
"Hero... I have a suggestion... let's Never Go to the southern Eldannen Forest Again. Make it a non-negotiable Clause in our contracts."
"Sounds fair to me. That place is a death trap."
The sound of Hooves Heralded our companions Return... woth fresh horses obtained from the Nomads of the Plains... and medicine for us both. But honestly, I've Gotta Stop Eating Things, just because they look Delicious. Oh! Do I smell Peppermint?
[The night of The Twins Birth, Julia POV]
I arrived at the orphanage just in time to hear a pained Scream... And see The local Doctor With his head in his hands, mumbling about people taking his jobs... and his wife being mean, while bandaging some Womans Hand... it looked like it had been crushed. I ignored them, and ran into the room the Screaming was coming from. I cast Saint Heal, And Eina was surprised I'd made it... but then she screamed even louder... and Just a half hour later, The room was filled with the cries of Infants. Twin girls. And We learned that, apparently, the Woman with the broken hand is the sister of their Rapist Father.
"What are you going to name them?"
Aina looked confused... then Smiled, as an idea struck.
"Well... that's perfect... their names Are..."
We waited until she caught her breath... And a bright light Accompanied her words, The Godess of Fate inscribing The names into their Status boxes.
"Hope... and... Faith... the only things I never lost..."
Aina lost Consciousness then... Her body Overtaxed by the miracle of childbirth... The Twins Were silent as well, An odd light Suffusing their bodies... so I checked their Status Boxes.
Hope Sinclair
Class: Twin-mage.
All stats Currently Growing.
Special Skills:
Twincast: can cast Spells remotely Through Their Twin, All Elements Magic: Has Affinity for all magic, Silent Casting: Needs no words to cast. Twin Mind-link: Needs no words to communicate with Faith.
Blessing: Marked by Fate.
Faith Sinclair
Class: Twin-Psion
All Stats currently Growing.
Special Skills:
Telepathy, Telekinesis, Twin Mind Link, Psionic Shielding: can encase herself, And Hope, in a shield of Psionic Energy. Healing Magic, Twin-cast, Silent Casting.
Blessing: Marked by Fate.
"What the hell does that mean? Marked by Fate?"
The old lady, Granny, Answred me.
"These Two have a strange, important Destiny... That's what it means. The godess of Fate has her Eye on them."
[The Godly Realm]
???: "Oh how cute! Twins."
?????: "Indeed, War. Cute."
????: "Naturally Peace. It's why I marked them."
??????: "Marked them for death, as sure as if I had, by my Reckoning."
??? ??? ???:"Quiet Reaper, I Care not for your Drivel. As that humorous bard Grandchild of mine Says, The Jealous need Not Speak."
