Part 6: Introductions
Normally Duncan was pretty hard to unnerve. He’d been through countless battles and been witness to more death than any man should ever have to face. Almost nothing could cause him to show worry, but some things could.
Pacing back and forth, Duncan was agitated while waiting for Teela to return. He knew of her destiny and how important it was for her to be able to be a strong warrior, but much of the time he wished that she didn’t have that burden on her shoulders. She had always wanted to help and be one of the protectors of Eternia, but Duncan still wished that things could be different.
Adam could see how nervous Duncan was. He quietly walked up beside him and placed his hand on Duncan’s shoulder. Duncan stopped pacing and looked at Adam.
“Duncan, you’ve seen her fight. She’s one of the most naturally talented soldiers that Eternos has ever produced. There’s no way that she’ll be taken by surprise and if there is danger, we’re close as well. I don’t think there is anything around here that you, Seror and Teela won’t be able to best. And if there is, remember, you got me and Cringer to help out as well.”
That last statement brought a smile to Duncan’s face. He said, “Adam, you should give yourself more credit. I know that your laziness is an act. You’re not as polished as the other fighters but you’ve got a lot of talent, even without your ‘special advantages.’ I’m sure Teela will be fine, I just wish she’d get he--.”
Then Duncan was interrupted by a call from Teela. Quickly turning back towards the glowing light, he could see her waving them to come forward. Moving quickly to join her, Teela said, “That glowing light is torches from a human village. It’s really run down and old, but I spoke to some of the people and they seem pretty friendly. They said we could go there for a meal and even spend the night.”
Looking towards the village, Seror said, “That doesn’t sound like a bad idea. I think that we can handle just about anything thrown at us and if they wanted to hurt us we’d be outnumbered anyways. We might as well go and see what this place is like.”
“Yes, I agree. Teela, take the lead.”
Following Teela, Duncan and the others walked towards the village.
Part 7: Kadroh
Adam was very happy to be sitting in a village dining hall instead of being out in the open in the dark hemisphere. The village itself was in very poor shape and practically looked haunted, but it was still a lot less unnerving than being outdoors. Also, even though the village was looking pretty shabby, the people seemed to be in good spirits and were glad to have visitors. Another bonus was that the dinner looked pretty tasty. It sure beat eating whatever they could forage in the wilderness and at least he didn’t have to eat it while watching vampires chug goblets of blood.
To remain alert, the whole party had decided to stick to drinking water. While eating and drinking, they found out that the village was named Kadroh. Its origins lay in the distant past and the village elder said that they had had little contact with outsiders and were totally unaware of recent events involving Skeletor. This didn’t surprise Adam given that they weren’t near to any of the major trade routes and their location was a pretty miserable place to visit. But he was still happy to be surrounded by friendly people and decent food. He’d also get a more comfortable sleep this evening than he had the last couple of nights. Although the village was not travelled enough to warrant having an inn, they had been told that they could sleep in the stable and that accommodations would be set up to ensure that they were comfortable.
Taking another gulp of water, it then occurred to Adam that his head was feeling pretty heavy. Looking to the others, he saw that Duncan was shakily trying to stand up and that Seror was rapidly blinking his eyes. Turning to Teela, Adam tried to stand up but fell backwards out of his chair. All Adam could think was, “What the hell is going on?”
The last thing that Adam saw before passing out was a group of men rush in with a metal net that they tossed over a struggling Cringer.