The Mighty God shivered with anger, he stood an impressive height against the priests that bowed before him. The void was black as night, only the inhabitants of this void were illuminated in a light yellow aura.
The God was humanoid with great bulging eyes, and long hair, a massive crown upon his head. His name Seurez and he was the God of Illumination, a fierce fighter for balance in the world.
“You must find all the Shards my loyal priests!” His voice boomed and blasted around the empty void, seemingly bouncing into infinity.
The Priests kept bowing in their medititative posture, their voices returning telepathically to the void in agreement. Yes my Lord!
“I am bound within my realm to stop such calamities, my brother has told me that I must let the creatures of Earthengaugh to do as they please!” The God looked saddened then returned into grimacing again.
“I will inform you of precise locations of the nine shards when I know them, we must protect them at all costs! The Queen must not have them!”
Yes Lord of illumination!
The Priests loved this God of their order and believed in his view on things, they were wholeheartedly connected to his course of action. The God grew stronger with the belief of these priests, all 12 of this order had done great things in his name.
He nodded with hope “Go now my priests, except for the High Priest Banjael. I should like to speak to You!”
Eleven of the priests dissipated into nothingness leaving the void and returning to their bodies. Rejoicing as they went.
Praise Seurez! God of illumination!
One priest left in the presence of this mighty being. “Banjael! I want to give you the shard locations, my vision is cloudy and I wish to use your powers to find the Shards. This Queen will not prevail!”
The God held out his hands, he concentrated his mind on the priest, as he did so symbols flew out from his head and went to the priest. A yellow ring with a black hole settled on the priest and landed on his head.
Teleportation! The God said telepathically.
Another golden symbol came and settled upon the priest this time it was a bull with mighty horns.
Strength! He said again telepathically.
The God was bestowing gifts upon this priest to use on a quest for the shards.
Thank you my Lord! Replied the High Priest.
The God shook the concentration and his booming voice returned. “Find the Queensbane! There you will find the Shard!”
Praise the God of Illumination!
“Go my child!”
The High Priest dissipated into nothingness and returned to the mortal world of Earthengaugh.
Banobany kicked the old man down the stairs to the stow, then Targosa followed. She went down the stairs after locking the door, she casually walked down the stairs to the two figures lying on the floor.
They were writhing in agony, so for added measure Banobany kicked both in the stomach. Wincing and writhing they were both pleading for her to show mercy.
She stepped over them and ignited a few lanterns, she hummed a sea ditty as she did so adding to the eerie atmosphere. She walked to a table with chairs and grabbed two of them at the same time. The rocking of the boat making a creaking sound whilst she walked. She set the chairs next to each other, she grabbed the old man and set him on the chair. Then Targosa was placed upon the other, his hat falling off as he was placed.
He spat at her, his hands tied behind his back. She returned the favour with a strong punch in the man’s groin. She bent down and put her face just a few centimetres away from Targosa.
“Targosa” she said calmly “let’s make thìs a nice conversation” she grinned menacingly. The enemy Captain was in agony and could not concentrate, she turned her head slowly to her left.
“And you!!” She tutted “You need to give me info on this shard!” She took her dirk out and just played on his cheek, not driving it too hard and not too soft. The old man’s eyes widened in horror.
“Think carefully!” She took the dirk of him and played with it in front of his eyes.
She stood up and paced with her hands behind her back, after returning her dirk to its belt. She walked backwards and forwards in concentration.
“Targosa?” She turned to him with a questioning look “why would a feared pirate have an old man on board?”
Targosa looked at her and started guffawing, he was laughing hysterically and looked at her all the while. He stopped as soon as he felt her scimitar on his groin.
“Tell me!” She demanded.
“Well…we found…” her scimitar pressed harder “him…on the island of Gartner….” the scimitar point prodding on.
“Spit it out man or lose them!” She snarled.
“That’s just it…banobany…he said he needed passage…” he grimaced as the blade was cutting “please…stop! I can only tell you this! I’ve nothing else!”
Banobany believed him, his eyes told the truth and a man that was in a predicament such as this would confess his sins to the great God’s of Dalon!
She sat on the table looking at the backs of the prisoners, Targosa was heaving up and down. His laboured breathing over the suffering he had endured.
The old man had been still the whole time, thìs man was strange and she called out to him.
“Old man, what is your name?” Her questioning was not threatening and he didn’t seem scared.
“I have many names in this world, this life my name is Dariot.” He said with confidence, her eyes rolled. Great! We have a lunatic! She slapped her hand on her thigh and gaffawed which brought the uneasiness to another level.
“So! We have a mad man and a madder pirate!” Her eyes widened in delight and she smiled, she walked past the chairs to the stairs. She walked up and before she ascended she turned “Targosa you should be happy!” She laughed “you are going to see the Queen!”.
“And You!” He pointed at the old man “you will explain to her about the shard!”.
To her surprise the old man laughed so she responded by running and landing a punch that knocked him over in the chair. Happy that he got the message she straightened her tunic and ascended to the main deck.
She locked the door and returned to Captains Duties. Something still did not sit right.
Dariot was still in the same position on the floor that he was left in, he was groaning.
“What a woman! Eh?” Targosa exclaimed to the fallen man. His face full of admiration, he was only half the pirate she was and he had a morbid fascination with her. He hated her too. He was conflicted in what he felt. The old man broke his concentration.
“How could she leave me like this?” The old man had a massive bruise on his head from were she struck him. He struggled to get up and kept trying to find momentum.
“No point old man, lie there and pray to the gods!” Targosa sighed deeply “No point.”
Dariot gave up the struggle and lay still, he surveyed the dark room and breathed a sigh of relief that at least the woman had left the room.
Suddenly a blue rectangular light appeared just by Dariots head, black colour filled the thin blue line and it looked like a doorway.
Two hands reached out and grabbed the old man in the chair. He was dragged in quickly through the portal before Targosa even noticed. The doorway closed as suddenly as it appeared.
Targosa looked around in horror that the man was gone, his eyes widened and he feel extreme pressure on his chest.
What would Banobany do now to him when he didn’t even know?
It was a few hours later and he heard the door unlocking…