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Dendro the Raider
Posted: Feb 6 2012, 11:05 PM


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To Dendro the Raider, it appeared as though all the fractured pieces of his life had been returned to their proper place. Wayward and denigrate, mutilated and scattered, they had been strewn across all of Hyrule by Zelda, Hayden, and the rest of the conceited dotards who pretended to claim rule over the land. Yet now, more than a year after they had been cast asunder, they had each been located and reconsolidated, molded into a more condensed, resourceful version of the original, perfect mold. Only one critical component remained to be located, but Dendro, glancing at Feathers on his left and Kade on his right, knew that penultimate goal to be entirely within his reach, as the jewels in the wagons behind them gave testament.

"What amuses so you?"

The gaunt Rito, irritation down-turning the edges of his disfigured beak, clicked disdainfully at the end of the demand, yet the pervasive doubt of Raijiv Ironfeathers could not daunt the exhilarated leader of the Red Raiders. Swiveling in the saddle to face the flightless Rito, Dendro grinned broadly. "Lovely nigh'," he responded smugly, "Twould be a shame fer us ta be wastin'."

His dark red eyes rolling upwards towards the cloudless sky, commanded by a nearly-full moon, Feathers scoffed, but did not further belabor the issue. With the ramparts of Hyrule Castle looming on the horizon and the gate itself in sight, such an action was extraneous, not to mention futile, as were all such arguments with the intractable Dendro.

Kade, however, lacked the years of experience with the leader of the Red Raiders that Feathers possessed, and so he did not abandon the point that the Rito had forsaken. "Shouldn't we 'ave waited for a better night?" he asked.

Throwing back his auburn head, Dendro emitted a bark of derisive laughter, one that caused the dark ears of his stallion to flick back in annoyance. "Ye've go' lo's ta learn, me thinkin'," he replied, "The Duke be gettin' hitched tonigh', so he's likely go' a keg or three in 'im-"

"So 'e'd be more willin' to take less money," Kade concluded. Frowning under the approving sneer of the older man, the Hylian considered the convoluted logic. Though the argument that Dendro had championed was valid, it did not, in Kade's mind, compensate for the considerable risk that its undertaking involved. Nevertheless, the life of the guild of brigands embodied such a gamble, and Kade found himself resigned to placing his faith solely in Dendro’s judgement.

"Heralds."

Feather's announcement, its hoarse tone spiked with venom, yanked the Hylian from his contemplations, and, looking ahead, Kade could see the road on which they traveled blocked by a contingent of mounted, armored men. Glancing back over his left shoulder, Kade understood at once their disadvantage of numbers. Aside from Dendro and Feathers, the latter of whom had hardly regained his physical health, they boasted only four other Raiders, two each on the horse-drawn wagons. An open confrontation would surely not end favorably, especially when encirclement represented a certainty, and so Kade realized that a decisive action needed to be taken in this moment.

"I'll 'andle 'em."

Dendro's surprise was no greater than the Hylian's own, yet before he could renege on his own decision, Kade spurred his horse into a canter and approached the group. As he approached, he noticed the winged, horse-head emblem emblazoned on their tunics and at once recognized the symbol of the Thias family, led by General Kiran himself.

They had been expected.

Kade knew this at once, yet he set his jaw and did not betray this revelation to the leader of the squadron who had come to parlay. The bearded human swung a leg over the pommel of his saddle and dropped to the ground, and so Kade too dismounted, though he was noticeably more cautious than the older man.

"Evenin'," greeted the soldier, "Where are you headed at such a late hour?"

His face impassive, Kade tried to straighten himself. "Into the City," he answered, "We 'ave wares we be meanin' to sell." Jerking his right back in the direction of Dendro and the others, Kade indicated the two covered wagons.

The soldier seemed to deliberate over the validity of Kade's response, and in his pause the Hylian began to suspect that his bluff might actually be accepted. However, all thoughts of success vanished when the soldiers unsheathed their swords and the man before him sneered. "Ye ain' goin' nowhere, lad."

All at once, as the moonlight reflected off the man's blade, Kade understood that his life was in mortal peril. If he did not act, if he remained rooted in place, then the steel would cleave him in half before moving to eviscerate his allies, the only semblance of family that the Hylian had ever known. Kade and his magic would not abide that decision.

It erupted from him with vengeance, its very magnitude darkening the sky and veiling the moon, and shook the earth beneath their feet. Though his right hand was outstretched, the Hylian did not release any magic directly at those who threatened him. Instead, the ground opened to release hands of shadow. The soldiers and horses, weapons and helms, found themselves enveloped and then dragged, with hardly time to register their fate, beneath the earth, so that not the slightest hint of their existence remained.

Kade, his onyx eyes rolling back into his head, did not have time to register his horror before he felt his knees buckle.


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Riding the day, every day into sunset
Finding the way back home
Once upon a night we'll wake to the carnival of life
The beauty of this ride ahead, such an incredible high
It's hard to light a candle easy to curse the dark instead
This moment, the dawn of humanity
Last ride of the day!
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Dendro the Raider
Posted: Feb 8 2012, 02:33 PM


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"By Din's *****, wha' ya do tha' fer?"

The Hylian, his consciousness leagues from his body, hardly registered the condemnation. In that moment, he felt himself separated from the events occurring around him, as though the eruption of magic had yanked his awareness of reality into the farthest reaches of his mind, so that now, in the aftermath, he could only observe the consequences. His knees pressed into the damp earth, Kade found himself lacking any control of his muscles and would have crumpled backward had a pair of hands not grabbed him under the shoulders.

Dendro, an almost parental concern commanding his weathered features, eased the Hylian into a more natural sitting position and glanced over his lolled head at the Rito, who had also dismounted and come to stand beside Kade. "Didja ever seed somethin' like i'?" he asked.

Feathers, staring out across the dark plain, emitted a disquieted, perturbed sound from the back of his throat. "He has endangered us all, Dendro," he declared after a moment.

The leader of the Red Raiders did not dispute the truth, yet he also understood what a valuable asset Kade represented. Further, though he would never admit it to himself or anyone else, he had become rather attached to the rogue Hylian, viewing him almost as younger brother, and thus he was not inclined to explore the implications of the Rito's pronouncement. If anything, the lad gives 'em even more reason to fear us. Bet Raz'll like that.

A sneer twisting his features, Dendro looked to Feathers. "Didn' know you'd gotten 'fraid of a little risk," he taunted, "Kade be a wild card, bu' 'e be a sigh' more useful than somma the others. Wouldna taken that 'van withou' 'im."

Conceding the last point, Feathers clicked scornfully and then grasped the reins of his horse. "We cannot linger here."

Dendro rolled his sea-colored eyes. "Ye thinkin' I was borned today?" When the Rito did not respond, the human merely shook his auburn head and then returned his focus to the Hylian. "A'righ' Kade, ye can' si 'ere forever; migh' annoy the bird." Ignoring the Rito's derisive, expletive response, Dendro gripped the younger man under the shoulders and, bearing his weight, heaved him to his feet.

As his legs half-heartedly straightened themselves, Kade became aware of clarity hinting at the edges of his surreal existence. It was as though that simple action, of forcing his body into motion, had returned him to full command of his limbs, even though his grey eyes remained tinted by his command of the shadows. However, in the next instant, Kade wished that the situation had not change. When the world around him finally refocused, he simultaneously became aware of the throbbing pain in his head and his stomach's relocation to his throat. Sagging against his support, Kade expelled the contents of his gut, most of the putrid upheaval wetting Dendro's right leg.

"Ye shouldn' 'ave." Dendro, feigning gratitude, muttered under his breath and then called one of the other Raiders to come assist him. The soldier, who had been defending the first wagon, immediately trotted over and took the Hylian's other arm. While Feathers stood at point, alert for any who could not have possible ignored the magical outburst, Dendro and the other soldier helped Kade into the seat of the leading wagon, adjacent to the driver. The Hylian, chestnut head in his hands, mumbled his gratitude.

"Keep an eye on 'im," Dendro said to the other brigand in the wagon. Then, turning to the other, he indicated Kade's horse. "Take it," he ordered, "And pace ta left." Understanding the order, which required that he flank the party on its left-hand side, the Raider immediately mounted the bay horse and moved into position. For his part, Dendro threw a glance inside the covered sides of the wagon and the riches it contained, including most of the set of armor on which the symbol of the von Eldrick family was emblazoned.

"Le's 'ope 'e didn' wake up everyone." Leaving the wagon, Dendro returned to Viczar and mounted the bay stallion.

"I suspect there are a few Gorons who failed to hear him," replied Feathers cynically, eliciting a curse from Dendro.


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Riding the day, every day into sunset
Finding the way back home
Once upon a night we'll wake to the carnival of life
The beauty of this ride ahead, such an incredible high
It's hard to light a candle easy to curse the dark instead
This moment, the dawn of humanity
Last ride of the day!
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Count Ludovic von Eldrick
Posted: Feb 10 2012, 01:51 AM


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“Strange,” Ludovic narrowed his gaze as he pulled Tyr into the field. He had expected to see a surplus of guards investigating the strange occurrence, but then he reminded himself that only a few of them were magic wielders. Even if they had noticed the magic, it may take them a few minutes to arrive since most were on foot. “It was probably some apprentice to the academy fooling around with a new spell or two…and then it undoubtedly blew up in his face.”

Rolling his eyes, he advanced further into the field, gazing about his surroundings. While he was not heavily armoured and without his usual sword, Sanguinans, the Count was confident in his abilities should he be ambushed or be faced to deal with a misguided spell from a novice. Though the energy had faded rapidly since its sudden spike, Ludovic, and any other honed magic user, could still sense its presence. As a result, one could pinpoint a spell’s caster or the location in which it was performed with little difficulty. All it truly took was the ability to recognize and distinguish magical signatures from one another.

Ludovic paused as the moonlight illuminated what appeared to be wagons in the middle of the field. Frowning, he urged Tyr into a trot and stopped approximately forty hundred yards away. He could tell that the magic had come from something or someone near the caravan, but could not completely make out its source from such a distance and due to the darkness.

“What are you fools doing out here? Conducting experiments?” Ludovic called out, his deep voice taking on an air of supreme authority and a condescending tone. He glanced about and noticed some movement to the left and right of the wagons. Instinctively he began to reach for his katar dagger, but the movement was made to resemble one resting a hand on their hip in impatience rather than to prepare oneself to draw a weapon.


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Dendro the Raider
Posted: Feb 10 2012, 11:29 AM


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Trotting Viczar at the head of this small contingent of his guild, Dendro the Raider had, for several minutes, entertained the futile notion that Kade's outburst might remain unnoticed long enough for them to disappear into Castle City. To the veteran outlaw, it did not initially seem such a farfetched idea; with the walls within their sights, they could hope to slip into the capital within the half-hour. Dendro held no delusions that the escapade would remain overlooked, considering the amount of magic Kade had unleashed and those who resided in the Castle, yet vanishing into the City represented, to him at least, a viable solution.

However, that assurance vanished when a loan rider disfigured the silhouette of Castle City's reinforced marble walls, flickering beneath the illumination cast by the large moon. "Lov'ly," Dendro muttered under his breath, "Jus' bloody lov'ly." Casting a glance over at Feathers, he shifted his weight forward in the saddle slightly and gave the bay stallion the rein he desired. Throwing up his head, for he too had perceived the threat, Viczar immediately transitioned into a canter, testing Dendro's hold on the reins as he cantered across the field towards the newcomer.

With Feathers and the other mounted Raider, the one who had taken Kade's horse, flanking him, Dendro sat deep in the saddle and drew Viczar to a halt. The stallion, sensing a challenge, arched his muscular neck and dug at the ground, snorting irately in an attempt to convey his superiority to the taller stallion. Dendro, ignoring his stallion's display, met the eyes of the Hylian without hesitation. The edges of the outlaw's faded scarlet cloak were thrown back, revealing the serpent-shaped hilts of his wicked scimitars. Dendro the Raider did not intend to have his progress impeded by a single man.

"I don' think we looks anymore like expir'men's than ye do," he responded tersely, his tone conveying that he did not appreciate the Hylian's intrusion. Behind him, the other Raiders had halted the wagons and two of them, weapons in hand, had dismounted, moving slowly to flank them in a defensive position.

"We are merely making a delivery, your Grace."

Incensed, Dendro shot a glare to the Rito on his right, yet Feathers did not return it. Instead, the gaunt Rito kept his rust-colored eyes adhered to the Hylian's face. "Count Ludovic von Eldrick," he explained hoarsely, his tone dually nonchalant yet slightly respectful.

The implications of the identification were not lost on Dendro, and the Raider pointedly set his left elbow on the hilt of a scimitar, transferring Viczar's reins solely to his right hand. "Aye," he agreed, "Like the bird said, we's jus' takin' these 'ere wares inta the City. Rardon us." Aware of the man's reputation, Dendro could easily surmise the reason for his appearance here, yet the leader of the thieving guild had little intention of allowing the Hylian to recruit Kade into his household, or to let him discover the suit of armor hidden in the lead wagon.


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Riding the day, every day into sunset
Finding the way back home
Once upon a night we'll wake to the carnival of life
The beauty of this ride ahead, such an incredible high
It's hard to light a candle easy to curse the dark instead
This moment, the dawn of humanity
Last ride of the day!
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Count Ludovic von Eldrick
Posted: Feb 10 2012, 12:17 PM


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The men that rode to greet him were undoubtedly some of the roughest merchants he had ever laid eyes on—that is, if their claim was true, and the Count highly doubted that it was. Though the man’s cloak had been pushed away to reveal his weapons, Ludovic did not let the display intimidate him and met Dendro with a steely gaze. He did not sense the magical signature related to the moon’s artificial eclipse emitting from this man, nor did it come from any of the partners that had accompanied him. Instead, it remained with the wagons.

Tyr’s massive front hooves pounded the ground as he snorted at the smaller stallion. The Shire, not nearly as prideful as his owner, did not feel that he needed to display his strength as the other steed felt he desperately needed to do. Instead, lifting his head high, the gentle giant looked down at Vizcar and made no further effort to compete. Had it been Eris or Sleipnir with Ludovic, however, the two horses would have openly contested their superiority—especially Eris.

“No?” Ludovic kept his hand at his hip, as he noticed a couple more men advancing with their weapons drawn. This only furthered the Count’s belief that the group was indeed not a band of merchants. Had they been, they would not have had the audacity to surround high-ranking nobleman as if he was a prowling wolfos. Urging Tyr to take a few steps forward, Ludovic challenged the man’s claim. “If you were delivering goods, you would know that it is a fool’s errand to travel in the plains at night…or are you in so much of a hurry that you would neglect your caravan’s own safety?” His voice was tinged with suspicion as he maintained his usual arrogance. “Still, that does not explain the lingering magical aura near your wagons.” Tyr took another step toward the group and closer to Vizcar and Dendro.

Ludovic’s gaze lingered on Dendro, but as the two armed men drew closer, he issued them a stern warning by allowing some of his own magical aura to swarm menacingly about his body. “I strongly recommend that you reconsider your current course of action,” he then directed his attention back to Dendro, “and I believe it would also behoove you and your squalid team to start delivering the truth.” Ludovic was no fool and as the moon peaked back from around a thin cloud, he recognized that the man with whom he was speaking was Dendro the Raider. His face had been strewn across the City in warning and there was no mistaking the criminal.


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Dendro the Raider
Posted: Feb 11 2012, 11:13 PM


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In his younger years, Dendro the Raider would not have even considered shying from the challenge embodied by Count Ludovic von Eldrick. Headstrong and brazen, he would have viewed the nobleman's audacity as a mortal injury to both his pride and scurrilous reputation and would have sought recompense without delay. Swords flashing, lungs bursting with a feral, expletive cry, he would have dug his heels into Viczar's sides and urged the bay stallion into the maelstrom, intent upon removing Ludovic's head before his seditious mouth could form another syllable. However, maturity had granted Dendro a measure of control, one which allowed him to separate infamous accolades and stupidity.

All he wants is Kade, he reiterated silently. This Hylian's bold enough to come traipsing out here on his own for the sake of figuring out why the moon suddenly vanished. And the magic, too. Doubt even he could overlook that. Inhaling forcibly through his nose, Dendro narrowed his sea-colored eyes at the Count. Amidst the superiority and derision, Count Ludovic had delivered a warning to the highwaymen, and Dendro thought he also detected a hint of recognition. In the pale light cast down by the moon, the Hylian likely had been able to discern the unique face of the criminal.

To his right, Feathers clicked his beak with disdain, reminding Dendro that this confrontation needed to reach a precipitant, and preferably bloodless, end. The leader of the Red Raiders, though, appraised Count Ludovic for several moments more, dislike creasing his chiseled face. "Like the bird sayed, we's makin' a deliv'ry," he finally replied, his tone terse and unyielding, "And Imma thinkin' I knows these plains well 'nough to travel whenever I feel like i'." Beside him, Dendro could almost hear the dark eyes of the lean Rito rolling in exasperation, but the brigand had no intention of surrendering his wares, or Kade for that matter, to the infamous Hylian.

"The magic came from me."

Swearing fiercely under his breath, Dendro abruptly pivoted in the saddle, despite Viczar's irritation at the close proximity of the black stallion. Kade, his angular face pale and drawn, had left the leading wagon and was striding carefully towards Count Ludovic. The two Raiders who had dismounted the wagons to flank the Count immediately started after him, but Dendro, ire in his eyes, waved them off, the motion of his hands signaling them to return to the wagon. Throwing a glance back at Count Ludovic, Dendro then dismounted Viczar, leaving the defensive stallion as a barrier between himself and the Hylian, and intercepted Kade. "Wha' in Din's name are ya doin'?" he hissed.

Battling unrelenting nausea and a distortion of balance, Kade nevertheless managed to convey his irritation to the older man. "Gettin' us outta 'ere," he whispered angrily in response, "Or do you want 'im to take everythin'?"

Although Dendro did not suspect monetary acquisition to be the principle goal of the noble, he did not further belabor the argument. Standing protectively behind the Hylian's right shoulder, he paced him until Kade came to stand only a few feet from Ludovic's tall stallion. "This's Kade," he said. The young Hylian, his grey eyes still tinted by his power, glanced up at the Count without hesitation, the intensity of his gaze belying his temporary physical instability.


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Riding the day, every day into sunset
Finding the way back home
Once upon a night we'll wake to the carnival of life
The beauty of this ride ahead, such an incredible high
It's hard to light a candle easy to curse the dark instead
This moment, the dawn of humanity
Last ride of the day!
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Count Ludovic von Eldrick
Posted: Feb 15 2012, 12:23 PM


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Ludovic’s condescending gaze did not falter as Dendro stood his ground. The man’s steadfast nature was somewhat commendable, but the Count felt that he was more stubborn than he was brave. Unfortunately—or fortunately in some instances—that was usually the case with these bandit types. Casting a glance to the Rito, the Hylian felt that he was perhaps the only being in the group with a trace of sense… at least he had the ability to recognize Ludovic’s importance. Perhaps we would have to make the others aware of his power. A malicious grin threatened to creep across the Count’s pale lips as he formulated and dwelled on his own musings.

“Fine, you are making a delivery,” Ludovic snorted and leaned back on Tyr. The stallion stepped backward and bobbed his head with a grunt. The Count was not about to simply drop the issue however. As the two armed brigands returned to the wagons and a younger man approached, Ludovic maneuvered Tyr around Vizcar and ever closer to the caravan and Kade.

Sizing the boy up, the Hylian sat back in his saddle with his hand still resting near his dagger. “Just as I thought…some boy without proper magic training. You haven’t even the slightest idea of how to conceal your aura, do you?” the silver-haired man sneered at Kade, but in the back of his mind, he knew that such a power could be harnessed for his own cause. The boy had potential, but the problem was he didn’t even know how to wield the magic he had been gifted with. Fortunately, Ludovic could teach him and fine tune his techniques…but not without compensation. He would not give these wastrels such a charity. “Consider this an offer, boy,” he looked down at Kade. “You can stay with them and drive yourself to ruin or come with me and explore your true potential. The gift and power of magic is indubitably too fine a thing for us Hylians to waste.”

Turning back to Dendro, who was obviously not amused by the situation, he continued with the previous argument. “You can know them as well as the back of your hand, Dendro, but that does not keep the monsters at bay. Besides, by the look on your face, I highly doubt you were expecting a man of my caliber to appear.”

A deep chortle rose from the Count’s throat, but as he locked eyes with the Raider again, his sharp face took on a more serious countenance. “I am not foolish enough to believe you are simply trekking into the city to sell your wares and I am quite aware of your attack on the Ordon caravan—specifically the one that was delivering my supplies.” A scowl marred the nobleman’s features as his energy threatened to spike again. “I leave you with a choice: give me my armour or,” he lifted his hand and conjured a flame in his palm, “I can burn your wagons one by one until my anger is sated and I have what I desire—you can keep the food seeing as how you have already tainted it with your filthy hands.” A wicked smile soon followed the man’s threat. “Also, unless you want me to inform the Knight Commander and his men of your presence, it would behoove you to give me the name of your employer…I should like to know who I need to thank for my losses.” A glint of insanity sprang into Count Ludovic’s golden eyes. “I hope I do not need to remind you how foolish it would be to be labeled as my foe, Dendro.”


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Dendro the Raider
Posted: Feb 15 2012, 11:05 PM


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Dendro the Raider did not appreciate, much less tolerate, an appraisal of his assets by someone altogether qualified to asses them. Such an enmity towards scrutiny likely derived from his earlier years, where, as a slave, he could readily be subjected to such scrutiny at a whim. It was a shackle of his past that contorted Dendro's face and inserted more venom into his sea-colored eyes as he glared over Kade's right shoulder at Count Ludovic. The prejudiced statement at the end of his argument to Kade had not escaped his notice, and so it was with more than a little derision that the leader of the band of highwaymen spoke to the young Hylian.

"Listen ta the b*stard," he snarled lowly, "'E's athinkin' ta collect ya like somesor' o' trophy. 'E wouldn' give a pig's ***** fer ya if'n ye didn' 'ave pointy ears."

Kade, fighting to maintain consciousness, did not respond to the provocation. The Hylian clenched his fists, swallowing hard, and fought through the insidious fog once again numbing his senses to consider what Count Ludovic had said, as any education, given his employment, had seemed absolutely remote.

Dendro considered Kade's verbal silence slightly worrisome, yet he found his concern diverted by the infuriating noble. That stupid rat that they couldn't find! The one those wenches let get away! Swearing under his breath, Dendro returned the stare of the Hylian, his expression livid. And now he would dare threaten me to get what he wants? Who does he suppose stands against him? A common criminal in the street that skulks in gutters?! Incensed, Dendro emitted a bestial snarl and nearly reached for his twin blades.

The Rito, however, possessed far more pragmatism than the virulent human, and so urged his horse forward so that he might intervene. Viczar, digging at the ground with his right foreleg, flattened his ears in warning, but Feathers ignored the belligerent stallion. "Your armor sits in the lead wagon, your Grace," he said tersely. Raising his left hand, the Rito ordered the indicated wagon to move forward, in spite of the ominous, baleful glare he received from Dendro.

The Raider astride the wagon twitched his reins and urged the team of draft horses into motion, and then halted them several feet from the Count. Dendro, folding his arms so as to resist the urge to unsheathe his weapons, inclined his auburn head towards the wagon. "Wan' me ta fetch it fer ye, yer Majes'y?"

Sensing danger, Feathers clicked his beak in warning, yet the human hardly paid him any heed. Casting a glance at Kade, whose grey eyes had slid closed, Dendro spoke to the Count snidely. "Ye really love 'Ayden so much tha' ye'd tell 'im 'bout us? Tha's touchin'. Might even break me 'ear', if'n I 'ad one ta begin with." Despite his cynical tone, Dendro maintained a level, albeit hateful expression upon his weathered features. "The Daas' boy," he said after a slight pause, "Betcha didn' see tha' comin'."

In front of Dendro, Kade felt his breaths increase as the world, even behind the lids of his eyes, began to spin. He was acutely aware, instinctively, of the flame that Count Ludovic had summoned and understood it to be just a taste of what he could unleash, yet the Hylian did not know how he should respond. Should he array his defenses or simply obliterate the man where he stood? Yet Ludovic had promised instruction, which was not something he could overlook. Kade's mind cycled through the options, until he realized that his legs were folding beneath him.

Dendro, amazed that Kade had preserved his balance for so long, given the amount of magic he had used, caught the young Hylian under his shoulders and hoisted him to his feet. Fending off the violent heaves of his stomach, Kade, leaning heavily upon Dendro, glanced up at Count Ludovic, his vision marred by dapples of darkness. "I would know what this power can do if I could control it," he responded.


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Riding the day, every day into sunset
Finding the way back home
Once upon a night we'll wake to the carnival of life
The beauty of this ride ahead, such an incredible high
It's hard to light a candle easy to curse the dark instead
This moment, the dawn of humanity
Last ride of the day!
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Count Ludovic von Eldrick
Posted: Feb 22 2012, 01:00 PM


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Impatiently waiting for a reply, and for the two wastrels to stop whispering to one another, the flame in Ludovic’s palm began to turn a bright blue as its heat intensified. “What sense is there in this delay? Anyone with half a brain would realize that such an offer does not come around twice in one’s lifetime—especially not if they are part of some detestable band of thieves. Perhaps I give them too much credit.” Casually, the Count rolled it over his hand and continued to eye Kade and Dendro. When the Rito finally broke the silence, which in turn may have prevented the human from doing something incredibly foolhardy, the nobleman nodded in acknowledgement and commanded the flame to vanish.

“Wise move,” he muttered and then cast a glance toward Dendro the Raider. “Oh, now I couldn’t risk having you break a nail, Dendro.” His condescending and mocking tone was accompanied by a tsk and a shake of this silver head. “Hand it over.” Holding out his hand expectantly, he waited until the armour had been placed neatly in a sack and placed in his grasp before turning Tyr toward Dendro.

The large steed’s hooves came near the man’s feet, attempting to trample them just as Ludovic had intended. “Had you any amount of intelligence, you would realize that you are coming dangerously close to having yourself killed,” snarling, the Count von Eldrick pushed Tyr toward Dendro again. The thought of dismounting and confronting the inferior human face-to-face crossed his mind, but realizing that such an action would seem unnecessary, especially since he would only remain on the ground long enough to threaten—or slightly injure—the man, he remained in the saddle. ”Speak out of line to me once more and I guarantee that you will start something you will regret.” Ludovic’s golden eyes rested on Dendro’s face, conveying a severe warning to the man.

The ground beside Tyr began to rise and form into several rough steps as the Count von Eldrick cut his gaze toward Kade. “Your training will commence tomorrow at noon.” He stated and gestured for the young man to ascend the steps.


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Dendro the Raider
Posted: Feb 25 2012, 11:03 AM


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The anger, visceral and unbridled, that contorted the weathered face of Dendro the Raider was unmistakable, yet the unflappable brigand did not let it influence his actions in the face of the powerful Count Ludovic von Eldrick. Though the Hylian noble had threatened him with magic, whose depth Dendro suspected was vast, even though he could not sense him with Kade in the vicinity, the leader of the Red Raiders did not flinch. As the noble brought his stallion within the boundaries of his defenses, Dendro merely glared at him, experience and a fortunate upsurge of prudence restraining his hands from the hilts of his wickedly edged scimitars.

Viczar, his small ears flattened to his skull and lost beneath a curtain of onyx forelock, rushed to Dendro's side, consumed with an overwhelming instinctual urge to protect what constituted his heard. Shifting his weight back to his hocks, the older bay stallion opened his mouth, snaking his neck towards Tyr, and attempted to put himself between the larger horse and Dendro. The brigand, however, merely threw his right hand into the air and signaled, through the rigid stance of his body, for the stallion not to intervene. Viczar, infuriated, nevertheless respected the order and retreated several paces, though he dug at the ground with his left foreleg to release his frustration.

"Can' wai' ta 'ere wha' Raz thinks a' this."

Dendro wished to say more, to belittle the Count's apparently unshakable sense of superiority, which Dendro in all his arrogance considered altogether baseless, yet he understood when the odds stacked against him were formidable. Standing at Kade's shoulder, his focus mainly riveted on the young Hylian, the outlaw knew he found himself in just such a position. So, despite himself, Dendro said nothing more and merely dipped his head to the noble Hylian.

For his part, Kade attempted to conjure a credible amount of enthusiasm in spite of his spinning vision and the pains in his head. "Thank you, your Grace," he said after a moment, forcing his grey eyes upwards to the Count, "I look forward to it."

Dendro, somehow restraining his insolent scoff, turned to the Rito. "Imma go wi' Kade," he declared, "Take the res' ta Raz; I'll be joinin' ya la'er." Taking the reins of Kade's horse from the other Raider, and ignoring the obvious scorn of Feathers, Dendro followed Kade into the city after Ludovic, Viczar following protectively in his wake.


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Riding the day, every day into sunset
Finding the way back home
Once upon a night we'll wake to the carnival of life
The beauty of this ride ahead, such an incredible high
It's hard to light a candle easy to curse the dark instead
This moment, the dawn of humanity
Last ride of the day!
Nightwish

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