The Knight and the Unicorn (Yatta / Deathstalker)
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				Title: <strong>The Knight and the Unicorn (Yatta / Deathstalker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>03-11-2008, 08:04:34</strong>
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				"But why must I do this, sir knight?"<br><br>"Because it is asked of you.&nbsp; It is a service for your King, and your life is his.&nbsp; You must do what he demands."<br><br>"But sir knight, this feels wrong."<br><br>"Wrong and right do not matter, child.&nbsp; All that matters is the word of your lord."<br><br>"Yes, sir knight."<br><br><br>When the call had gone out to every Knight in the land that the King was ill, Garren was the first to arrive.&nbsp; He alone was given the task to cure the King.&nbsp; He alone was entrusted with the knowledge of how to cure the King.&nbsp; He alone knew how to catch the beast.<br><br>The Kings magician and advisor had told Garren that the King was dying of a rare disease.&nbsp; The only known cure came from a very unlikely source.. a unicorn.&nbsp; The magician, Yori was his name, had given Garren a collar with which to trap the beast.&nbsp; It would be too easy.<br><br>Garren had made a name for himself in the kingdom by hunting all manner of mystical beast.&nbsp; Two years ago he destroyed the manticore which threatened the whole countryside.&nbsp; The year before it was an ogre.&nbsp; The past winter saw him slay a vampire plaguing a local village, and but a few short months ago he returned victorious&nbsp; from hunting a dreaded basilisk.&nbsp; <br><br>All of these encounters had left their marks on his body, mind and soul, but it was all in service to his King.<br><br>Now here he was, on the biggest hunt of his life, all because Yori had chosen him.&nbsp; Garren knew deep down there was something wrong.&nbsp; He had never received an order from the King without seeing the King first, but only Yori was to be seen these days.&nbsp; No one had seen or heard directly from the King in months.&nbsp; Still, Yori presented all papers with the royal seal, which made them as good as the king himself.<br><br>Now Garren was hiding in the bushes, watching as a young girl from a local village sat in a forest cleaning.&nbsp; She had a collar hidden in the folds of her dress as she as there, singing sweetly.&nbsp; There was a unicorn in these woods, and Garren would wait until it presented itself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Knight and the Unicorn (Yatta / Deathstalker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>03-11-2008, 17:34:13</strong>
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				It was a bright, clear day as Darina Albi sat on a rock, sang and wove a wreath from the colorful flowers that had just opened their large blooms. It was the beginning of summer, yet she felt like she wanted to cry her heart out. She was a simple girl, just like all the folk from the village, which was just a short walk away from the Green Forest. But in the morning a knight from the Highlands had come to her and said that she would have to help him. She had wanted to protest, but in the end, he had offered her money for her family, having thus trapped her even more. <br><br>The forest was full of unicorns. She knew that. Everyone knew it. Yet it had been forbidden by the village elder to go to the forest. The only ones who could ever go near the mysterious place were young girls...for their Last Night. Their last night as a virgin, since the day after they would marry and become women. And now she had had to come, in the middle of the day, to trap an unicorn, one of the purest creatures there was. Darina kept on singing, a little children's lullaby, that she used to sing for her little brothers as she had rocked their cradles, one after the other, so that they would sleep and grant everyone else rest as well.<br><br>The unicorn came. It was white all over, with a silvery sheen to its coat and the horn on its head glowed with a soft light. Dark purple eyes regarded Darina with compassion and trust, as the creature got closer to her. Unicorns were very shy and only came to young maidens, and that was why Garren had needed to pick a girl to lure out the being. Darina kept on singing her lullaby, she could not stop because then she would have surely run away and the knight would hurt her for not fulfilling her duty. She held the wreath out and the unicorn came closer. It was so beautiful, and she had to capture him. It bowed its head to her and she stroked its mane tenderly, before pulling out the collar and snapping it around the equine's neck. That done, she threw herself face-first on the ground and cried. <br><br>**<br><br>Sharammey had come to her, even though she had come at a strange time. He had bent his head to her, offered himself as a steed and instead there was this...this heavy pain. It burned inside, and he felt his bones break, his whole being shatter. Dark red chains crept over his magic, in a world only he could see. He threw his head back and uttered a cry that was unlike no other, the cry of a wild creature who knew that he had been confined for ever. He lost his body, it broke apart, and the magic of the sorcerer Yori made him a new body. It was a slow, torturous process, his whole soul burning and he screamed. <br><br>Something pushed him down and he thrashed, out of control. There was an evil force which remade him, washed him, scrubbed him clean and took away all that he had been, leaving him with new flesh. He found himself in the grass, cold and hairless. He looked down at himself and saw human feet, legs, hands. He touched himself and he was just skin and hair, and human teeth and human limbs...and human flesh. No magic. The collar, it was a throbbing black force around his neck. He clawed at it, trying to get it off. But it was fixed there and he could not open it. He watched and saw a girl crying and she had done it to him, put this thing around his neck and broken him for ever.<br><br>Sharammey howled in pain, curling up on the clearing, nails digging into his new skin. It hurt. It all hurt so much. He felt and was diminished, not even a smattering of his former glory, all of it torn away. Tears ran down his face, and those were bitter, salty tears, unlike anything he had tasted before. He felt small and vulnerable and like nothing could ever be good again. <br><br>**<br><br>Garren could see how the unicorn twisted on the ground, screaming in the manner of the tortured when they knew that there would be no escape and death could be the only solace. He saw the creature break apart in a grotesque manner and reform again into a young man, the collar also having shrunk around his neck. <br><br>As the unicorn had been, the youngster was pale and his hair was a long, thick, silvery white while his eyes were large and dark purple. His face scrunched up in pain, as he screamed again and wept inconsolably. The girl had sat up now and watched as the unicorn cried, her own brown eyes now suddenly old as a crone's, her innocence dead and forever gone by the deed she had committed. And she looked at Garren, knowing exactly where he was and there was silent sorrow in her eyes.<br><br>"I am sorry," she said to the unicorn and tried to pet his hair. The unicorn mewled like a kitten and tried to swat the hand away, then continued crying. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Knight and the Unicorn (Yatta / Deathstalker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 06:23:08</strong>
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				The scene he had just watched had been horrifying.&nbsp; What he had just witnessed, what he had just been a part of, was nothing less than the death of innocence.&nbsp; The girl was different now, and would forever be different.&nbsp; Her eyes.. they looked so hollow now.&nbsp; They looked dead.&nbsp; Who knows, maybe she was closer to death on the inside now.&nbsp; She'd been used to destroy something, and that would be with her forever.&nbsp; Regret was something Garren did not often feel, but in this case he did feel some.&nbsp; This girl was marked now.&nbsp; Despite that, if he had to do it again, her innocence was a small price to pay for the life of the King.<br><br>The beast on the other hand was just that.. a beast.&nbsp; They were all the same.&nbsp; Whether they laid their hands down on a maidens lap, or tore men to pieces with rows of fangs, they were all the same.&nbsp; Humanity did not matter to them, nor did the rule of law or the rule of the King.&nbsp; Savage, brutal, evil!&nbsp; Each and every last one of them.&nbsp; Garren felt himself sneer as he watched the unicorn roll on the ground, mewing pathetically like an infant.&nbsp; Here he had no sympathy.&nbsp; Here he had no regrets.&nbsp; It was just another Beast, albeit a Beast with a fancier story to it.<br><br>Garren strode from his hiding place, eyes moving over the unicorn, coming to rest on the collar that was now burned into his pale, delicate looking skin.&nbsp; How ironic.&nbsp; Garren, who destroyed all manage of beast and creature that was deemed to be evil and unnatural.. now he was hunting unicorns with the help of sinister magics.&nbsp; Were the Kings life not in danger, he might have laughed at the absurdity of it all.<br><br>Still, he had to admit, it would be easier to travel with the unicorn like this.<br><br>He turned his head to the girl, offering her a nod.<br><br>"You've done your part in this.&nbsp; Go back home to your family.&nbsp; Your King and Country both thank you for your services."&nbsp; Small comfort to the young, but one day she would understand.<br><br>Dark brown eyes came to fall on the unicorn.&nbsp; Garren crossed his arms over his broad chest.<br><br>"Unicorn.&nbsp; The King has need of your aid, it is your duty to accompany me back to Delain.&nbsp; What happens with you afterwards is the concern of the King, not I."<br><br>He paused a moment.<br><br>"Now rise, or by the gods I will carry you out of this place.&nbsp; You are supposedly noble beasts, how do you feel being carried from the woods by a human?"<br><br>If his voice wasn't so level, so even, so dead, it might almost sound like a taunt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Knight and the Unicorn (Yatta / Deathstalker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 16:34:23</strong>
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				Darina nodded.<br><br>"Yes, sir. I will take my leave."<br><br>Hands shivering, she stood up, gave him a little curtsy and then went away. Garren could hear her break into a run as she was a bit further along. Moments after that there was no other noise except for what the unicorn made. He sniffled now, face red and eyes puffy. Sharammey would have continued on like this, if he had not heard a new voice talking to him. It was lower and sounded stronger...and it was not the girl who had hurt him. He opened his eyes and looked up at the man who towered over to him.<br><br>He was so numb that he got up as was ordered. His legs were shaky and even now he only stood up to Garren's shoulder, just barely. He nodded and was ready to follow, purple eyes just blank. He felt empty. Nothing less, nothing more. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Knight and the Unicorn (Yatta / Deathstalker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 17:23:15</strong>
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				The role the girl had played was over.&nbsp; She was of no consequence.&nbsp; Now it was just Garren and the beast.<br><br>Garren started walking away, then turned to inspect how the unicorn was doing.<br><br>"Do you require help to move?&nbsp; I can give you assistance, unicorn, should you require it.&nbsp; All you need to do is request it."<br>He was less concerned with welfare of the unicorn that he was with the speed in which they got out of here.&nbsp; He wanted nothing more than to bring this unicorn back to his King.&nbsp; Also, he didn't know how the village would react once the girl returned to them.&nbsp; Something would obviously be wrong.&nbsp; Before things got too out of hand, he had to leave.<br><br>For now he just stopped and watch the beast in human form walk.&nbsp; There was almost sympathy, but he had to remember.&nbsp; It may look human, it may walk human, it may even talk like a human now.. but it wasn't.&nbsp; It was a beast, nothing more, nothing less.<br><br>He waited for the unicorn to reach him.&nbsp; Prepared and ready to offer anything from a hand, to outright lifting the creature and carrying him.<br><br>Bah.. lack of clothes.. maybe they would have to stop in the village after all.&nbsp; Garren did not know this is what the collar would do.&nbsp; Had he know, he would have brought something to cover the unicorn's nakedness.&nbsp; With a sign, he removed his own cloak.<br><br>"This will keep you warm, Unicorn."<br><br>He draped the cloak over the creature's small shoulders.&nbsp; Being made for a man of Garren's frame, it hung past the ground on the unicorn.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Knight and the Unicorn (Yatta / Deathstalker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 19:07:13</strong>
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				Sharammey stared up at Garren. He did not understand very well what the man was saying, his mind still fuzzy. He looked confused and lost, like a little puppy without a mother. Only that this puppy looked gorgeous enough to make most of the world fall in love with him. He might have been human now, but he possessed all that beauty that he had had in his equine form.<br><br>He pulled the cloak around him, because he wanted to hide himself, not because he necessarily understood the human tradition of covering one's body. He nodded then, to show that he...well. Listened. Saw. Heard. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Knight and the Unicorn (Yatta / Deathstalker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 16:17:58</strong>
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				Garren supressed a snarl.&nbsp; The creature looked so small and helpless.&nbsp; He knew better though.&nbsp; Beasts like this always had something planned, always had some way to protect themselves.&nbsp; He tried to convince himself that he had no sympathy, but seeds of doubt had already been planted in his mind.&nbsp; <br><br>With a sigh, Garren came forward and attempted to take the unicorn by the arm.&nbsp; It would have been a kind and helpful gesture, had he not been so rough about it.<br><br>"Come Unicorn, the sooner we see the King, the sooner we can end this.&nbsp; I have as much desire to be transporting you as you probably have the desire to be stuck in a weak human shape." He couldn't help but snarl the last bit.<br><br>Assuming there was little resistance, he would try and move the unicorn quickly from this place.
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				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 16:25:05</strong>
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				Sharammey whimpered; he could feel the animosity radiating off the knight - he really did not like the unicorn, it seemed. Sharammey did not resist when Garren took him by the arm, and followed. His skin was very soft and smooth, completely hairless and felt cool to the touch. The unicorn looked at Garren through strands of silvery hair that partly obscured his face, then turned his eyes away. <br><br>He nodded again, to show that he understood. He...would run later. He had no wish to go away from his home, and his brethren would help him if he went to them. This shape...he did not feel compressed or pained, but he did miss his magic...and his horn. His feet were bare and he felt cold, even with the heavy cloak. 
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				Post by: <strong>Yatta</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 16:38:45</strong>
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				Garren lead the unicorn through the woods.&nbsp; The moon was full and bright, turning the woods into a sea of sinister shadows.&nbsp; Garren must be getting paranoid, he was sure that some of them were moving.&nbsp; He was sure that at any moment they'd come together to block his path.&nbsp; Dark forces usually came together to protect unnatural creatures such as this.&nbsp; He had to keep careful, he had to keep his wits about him.<br><br>He continued to pull the unicorn along, keeping his own pace and letting the unicorn follow.&nbsp; If he stumbled or fell, Garren would just hoist him up and put him over his shoulder.&nbsp; Unless there was some hidden heft to the unicorn in this form he should not be difficult to lift.<br><br>Soon they had cleared the thickest of the woods.&nbsp; Not too far up ahead the beaten path back to the village would be seen.&nbsp; A single horse was waiting there, reins tied to a tree.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 19:45:25</strong>
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				Sharammey stumbled along after Garren, barely managing to keep up with the knight whose strides were long and sure, while Shar himself had to almost run as they went. He saw the shadows, but there was nothing. Nobody was here. His tender feet started to hurt after a while, but he did not complain since he rightly felt that Garren did not want to hear anything from him. Besides, he was not altogether too sure that he could speak properly.<br><br>
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