Location: Ruins in the depth of the Neverwood
Note: This post takes place before Commander Redbeard's and after Lord_Of_The_LEGO's.
Lord_Of_The_LEGO wrote:Gib groaned. "That would be Peregal...and I think he just fell down the shaft I did when I helped that lady and blue fellow..."
“What?” said Bjarn. “What shaft?”
“Blue fellow?” said Dractor.
“Yeah, the blue knight and the lady with the gold crown. Didn’t I tell you about them?”
“Gib, what shaft?” Bjarn persited.
“Oh, it’s the well out in courtyard. It’s a long way down. The baron will be lucky if his neck isn’t broken.”
“Gold crown?” said Dracor. “That’s sounds like Elwen.”
Bjarn and Aros left through the archway, heading for the well.
“Yeah, that was her name, now that I think of it. How did you know?”
“She’s a friend of mine. What was she doing in here?”
Gib related the story of his brief encounter with Elwen and Jayko, being sure to include the details of his trip with Bernard as well.
When Gib finished Dractor was silent. “Strange and curious.” He said at last. “I hope she’s alright.”
Meanwhile, Bjarn and Aros were peering down over the crumbling sides of the castle well.
“Well he looks alright.” said Aros almost disappointedly. “It looks like the snow broke his fall.”
“What how can you even tell?” said Bjarn, still squinting into the darkness. “It’s so dark. I can only see shadows.”
“Yeah, well it looks like a long fall. He could be paralyzed or just had the wind knocked out of him.”
“How do we get down there?”
“How am I supposed to know. Let’s ask Gib.”
The two men turned and trudged back to the tower only to be greeted by a roaring scream. Inside they found Gib lying on a boulder, face up with a rag in his mouth, Anardan and Dractor on his arms and Voolmark and Sainya fussing about at his leg.
“Now quiet down.” said Shainya. “It’s your own fault for being such a man yesterday and not asking for help. You should have let me at this before.”
Gib muffled some intelligible reply as the lady continued her work. Another jolt to the leg and Gib wretched again. He had a good notion to scream again but kept it down to a stifled gasp at Shainya’s request.
“Well we found Peregil.” said Bjarn. “Don’t worry though. Aros says he landed in some soft snow.”
“Figures.” thought Gib. “I fall down and break my leg and he gets away Scott free.” Another jolt and Gib groaned again. He was sure he would chew through the rag before it was over.
“It’s over.” said Shainya. Her words surprised Gib. Over already? “The bone’s been set.” she continued. “All we need to do now is dress the leg and wrap it up.”
Gib sighed, spiting out the rag in his mouth. It did feel better. Still hurt like the dickens, but not like what he’d been enduring ever since the bloodwolves attacked.
“Is there anyway to get down there?” Bjarn asked, referring to the well.
“There might be through the store room.” Said Gib.
“Store room?” said Luxus. “You mean like where they have food?”
“Yes, said Gib. You might need to dig it out from under some rubble though.”
“I think I can help you out there.” Sir Dractor volunteered.
The knight set out with Luxus and Aros, in the direction Gib pointed them and Bjarn turned to Gib.
“Who is that Peregil fellow anyway? He seemed to have something against you.”
“Yes, well he has a right to some resentment I suppose.” The hermit’s eyes dropped to the floor. “He’s my brother.”
Meanwhile, Dractor and the two brothers had located the stairs to the storage room. Or where they would be.
“Alright, stand back.” Said Dractor. The knight heaved his weight against the largest boulder, blocking the way. Nothing seemed to happen at first, but the knight continued to exert his strength and soon the boulder lifted and rolled away.
Panting, Dractor leaned against the wall. “Well,” he gasped. “There better be some sirloin steaks there for me, after what I just did.”
But Aros and Luxus were already down the stairs and going through the new provisions.
“Well that explains a lot.” Said Bjarn when Gib had finnished.
“I never did like that cocky legolander.” Said Anardan from where he sat listening by Voolmark and Shainya.
“Come on.” Said Bjarn. “Let’s go see if we can get down there. And if we can’t we’ll go scouting.”
Let us stop for a moment and ponder the signiture...
Ok, enough of that!