Random:  Company?  Nope... Fearless?

Fearless:  Not me, this could be bad.

Zehese:  (whispers)  Commander Farsight, go and check, see who's out there and be quiet about it.

Farsight:  Quiet?  Ok.

(Commander Farsight steps out of the door, sword in hand)

Farsight:  (shouts)  WHO GOES THERE!?

Zehese:  (hangs head)  Oh dear.

Nolan:  (laughs)  Farsight doesn't really do quiet.

Fearless:   Shhhh Nolan.

(Suddenly a pure silver sword flys through the door and embeds itself in the tentpost next to Nolan's head.  It has a gold double crested DT on the hilt)

(Commander Farsight looks back over his shoulder and seeing the sword runs out into the ruins to find who is there)

Nolan:  Random.

Random:  Not now.

Nolan:  But Random, do you see that crest, the DT.

Fearless:  He's right... could it be?

Random:  Dagoth Truth?  Don himself?  Never. 

Fearless:  FARSIGHT STOP!

(They run to the door)

(At that moment emerging from the ruins in the desert a mighty figure can be seen, dressed head to foot in shining green and dragon scale crafted into various armors.  On the figure's back is a dazed and confused looking Commander Farsight with what appears to be a broken nose)

(He steps into the light of the tent)

???????:  What stupid fool left this guy on guard?

Random:  DAGOTH!!!

Fearless:  DON!!!

Nolan:  DAGGY HIMSELF!!!

Dagoth:  Hello chaps, you know, you people are extremely hard to keep up with, your never in the same place for more than a few days.

Random:  What on earth happened to you?  That green dude?  He took you!?

Dagoth:  Yeah, I never did quite understand all of that, seemed very angry with me though, kept talking about you three... to be honest I don't think he cared much for me at all, more trouble than I was worth, so he banished me, left me naked on a small isle in the far far north east.

Fearless:  He just left you to die?

Dagoth:  Well he certainly wasn't going to get anything out of me, and almost managed to escape a few times when he did that whole vanishing into green mist rubbish.

Nolan:  Green dude, missing, naked, Isle.  But then how did you get off that Isle?

Dagoth:  Sea turtles.  Two of them tied together, amanged to ride them as far south as what I thought was safe land.  Turned out to be a cursed place full of dragons, old ruin's there though, gave me a place to hide and build my strength back up.  Since then it's just been attempting escape and coming back to you guys... with a slight detour of course to pick up my sword.

(He casually walks over and pulls his sword out of the tentpost)

(Zehese now looking especially dazed and confused for a normally relaxed chap gathers himself and says...)

Zehese:  Who is this guy?

Random:  Oh, terribly sorry, this is Dagoth.

Nolan:  Don to his friends.

Random:  It is one of my vice-leader's in the Truth Empire, fought alongside all of us at the Battle for Darashia, he was the chap I was telling you about who was taken by that strange green dude who keeps appearing and threatening to kill us.

Zehese:  Ah I see, in which case, please to meet you sir, it's an honor.

Dagoth:  Thankyou.

Zehese:  That's a very interesting armor you've got there.  Head to foot in dragon scale mail?

Dagoth:  Well I would have got a bit more creative but unfortunatly that's all I had to work with while on that second Isle, plus it's very strong and amazingly heat resistant.

Zehese:  Truely impressive.

Dagoth:  Well, put it this way, it's tried and tested against a fair stronghold of Devil's Alliance supporters and flaming arrows seriously fail against this armor.

Fearless:  What Devil's Alliance supporters?

Dagoth:  There was an encampment to the far north of Darashia which I took care of before I headed down towards you chaps.

Zehese:  An entire encampment by yourself?

Dagoth:  I told you, I had to get my sword back, luckily those fools had no idea what they were doing with it, simply had it on a rock, if they knew it was one of the greatest sword's ever built then i'm sure it would have been alot harder.

Zehese:  One of the greatest sword's ever built?

Random:  Yup, and one of the empire's best kept secrets i'm afraid Zehese, you see it's the Sword of Truth.

Zehese:  I see, well if we all get through this ok you shall have to enlighten me about it someday.

(Commander Farsight, who has been out cold in a chair for most of this, suddenly comes around)

Farsight:  Argh, ah!  What's happening?

Random:  Relax, he's with us, just a misunderstanding.

Farsight:  Oh I see, well you might have wanted to mention that before he broke my nose, I've never seen anyone that fast before.

Dagoth:  Sorry about that, I recognised you from the lower ranks in the Empire but didn't mean to hit you that hard.

Farsight:  Don't worry about it, not the first time.

Zehese:  Well, if you truely are as good as you seem to be, what would you say to leading the charge at Ankrahmun's main gates during the battle?

Dagoth:  Sounds like a plan.

(They continuing planning about the Battle, looming in only two days time, and catching up on the details of Don's survival)

 

Last updated 97 days ago by Kiwi Chris