Heir to an Empire II

[sour_tacos]

A tall, red haired teenager walked among the charred ruins of a camp. Above, a dragon flew in the cold night sky. Steam rose from the recently burned tents, spiraling into the sky like ghosts. The boy stooped to pick up a charred helmet. He sighed, and sticking his sword into the ground, he placed the helmet over the handle, a small tribute to the deceased wearer.

 

 

 

A gruff man in a bear fur vest came ambling over to the boy. "Kilroph, sir, are you ready to leave?"

 

 

 

The boy, Kilroph, scowled. "Francis... who did this to my father?"

 

 

 

The man coughed. "Uh... I'm not quite sure, son. Your mother is getting into the carriage now. The group is ready to leave... don't want to stay too late. The wilderness is a dangerous place, expecially at night."

 

 

 

Kilroph crossed his arms. "I'm not leaving until you tell me who did this."

 

 

 

A carriage surronded by several large men on horses, each wielding a large crossbow, sat a ways away. Another man gestured for the two to hurry up.

 

 

 

Francis grabbed the boy's arm. "I'll tell you in the carriage. Now come on. I'm your bodyguard, its my job to keep you and your mother safe."

 

 

 

Kilroph yanked his arm away. "No. You can't tell me what to do!" He began to run in the opposite direction. Francis took three large strides and caught up with him. Grabbing his shirt, he yanked the boy back onto the ground. Francis lifted him up by his collar, Francis stared him in the eye.

 

 

 

"We need to go. Your mother would kill me if anything happened to you."

 

 

 

Kilroph struggled angrily, as Francis dragged him along the chared ground to the waiting carriage. Opening the door, Francis pushed him inside. Once the carriage was closed, he mounted a horse and began to ride with the other men. One of them turned to him.

 

 

 

"Francis, what was that all about?"

 

 

 

"He wanted to know who killed his father."

 

 

 

The man sighed. "Estah still hasn't told him?"

 

 

 

Francis shook his head. "No. He think that Luc was on a hunting trip these past weeks."

 

 

 

"She needs to tell him. He can't just grow up not knowing why his father was gone so often!"

 

 

 

Francis sighed. "I wish I could, but Estah is to fragile a woman. Her health, its declining."

 

 

 

The other man grunted. "Who's going to lead us then? We can't just... stop. We're the Wilderness Army. We need a leader."

 

 

 

Francis looked towards the carriage. "I'll talk to Estah. With any luck, our leader is sitting inside that carriage as we speak."

[sour_tacos]

Leopold sat on a chair inside the Apothecary, as a man with a brown apron on handed Luzi a bottle of silver liquid. "Put this on his eyes in the morning and at night, and he'll be able to see again in about a week."

 

 

 

Luzimelle smiled, and ushered Leo out the door. She looked him up and down, and laughed. "Your coronation is next Saturday. We definetly have some work to do."

 

 

 

Using the shoes Faylle had given him, he walked alongside her effortlessly. "Why? Aren't I fine now?"

 

 

 

His mother chuckled. "The Amythist Rangers aren't just a clan, son. We're more of a culture. This will be our first meeting since you're born, so-"

 

 

 

Leo laughed. "You want to show me off, right?"

 

 

 

Luzi smiled. "Don't you have some training to do? With a certain monkey?"

 

 

 

A voice spoke from behind them. "I don't like being called a monkey, you know. More of a simian..."

 

 

 

Riddius smiled from behind them, holding a bagful of bananas. Reacting to their startled looks, he smiled. "Just doing to grocery shopping. I mean, you never know. A couple simians might just show up at the coronation. What would happen then, huh?"

[sour_tacos]

Luzi and Daniel sat at the heads of a long table, Riddius, Cleo, and Leopold sitting on either sides. Luzi cleared her throat. "Leo's coronation as the heir to the Amythist Empire is tomorrow evening, and I'd just like to thank you all. Each one of you has done something that has helped us get here today." She lifted her goblet of wine, and smiled. "Cheers!"

 

 

 

They clinked goblets, and continued eating. Leopold looked up from his steak. "Um... where is the coronation going to be anyways?"

 

 

 

Luzi took a sip of wine. "At the castle, of course."

 

 

 

Leo's eyes widened. "We have a castle?"

 

 

 

All four began to crack up, leaving Leopold clueless. "What?"

 

 

 

Riddius coughed. "Kid, we don't just have control of a good hunk of the world. We have an entire realm. "

 

 

 

Lepold choked on his water. "What? You have a realm??"

 

 

 

Luzimelle nodded. "Deep in the forests south of Ardougne, theres a tree. All you have to do is touch it, and you're instantly transported to Amythist, our real empire. We've got a huge city, sprawling countryside, a good sized lake, and of course, the fortress and castle."

 

 

 

"How come I didn't know about this?"

 

 

 

Luzi shrugged. "I guess with all this battle business the past few weeks, I never got around to this part."

[issy2]

Read the rules.

 

 

 

 

 

 

4. When writing a multi-part story, please use one thread. This will help us to keep the Library in order.

[tripsis]

issy2 is right. Parts one and two should be together on one thread.