Chapter 12 - What Happened To Merek.
Yay! Merek was defeated, and peace returned to the Hasty Castle. Walter was not a hero. Nobody seemed to remember the important part that Walter had played. Second place would go to Ulric the ranger, but he was too hard to notice. Instead, Lord Leo, seizing the chance, tweaked the story so that it seemed like it was only him that saved the castle. A lord has to have a good reputation.
What happened to Merek, though?
"What should we do with this fellow here?" said Ulric the ranger, spoiling the moment of celebration and no fires.
"Hmm..." Lord Leo thought for some time about it. "Well, first, we've gotta shackle him and lock him up. That's obvious. We'll have time to decide what his punishment for being so stupid is."
"Excellent suggestion," said the grumpy ranger.
"No way!" Merek said, and struggled to escape. Unfortunately for him, the ranger's hands were stiffer than steel, and he got another poke on the place where he had been stoned.
"You wouldn't mind taking this lump of uselessness to the dungeon, would you?" Lord Leo asked.
"Who me?" said one of Lord Leo's soldiers, apparently thinking that Lord Leo was calling him useless.
"No, not you," Lord Leo snapped. "I was talking about this guy." Lord Leo, who'd become grumpy like Ulric the ranger, jabbed his finger at Merek.
"Who me?" Merek said.
"Yes, you." Lord Leo turned to Ulric. "Lead him away now."
There. Now you know what happened to Merek. I will tell you this, though. Merek's conditions in the dungeons were quite horrible. Merek had a few roommates that happened to be rats, and got one cup of water and one loaf of the moldiest bread there was in the castle every meal, which happened only twice a day, so that he became skinnier than a toothpick. Also, after Merek was sent to jail, nobody thought much more about his real punishment, and so he stayed there for a very long long long long long long long long long long time.
Meanwhile, people started to rebuild the buildings that had been burned down. Many new improvements were added, and everything looked a bit different, the same way as when you move your furniture around to a more convenient position.
Walter practiced his sword fighting skills, but not really getting all that much better, and learned more about the Samravian language. His grade turned from a C to a B-(that Walter read as a G+). Stormbringer was growing quite quickly, and became even more white. Soon Walter figured out that he liked apples a lot.
Many months went by, and the spring rains stopped. The sun shined brightly, and Merek stayed in the dungeons of Hasty castle. What more is there to say? Oh, yeah. I need to finish the story. How about...
What happened to Merek, though?
"What should we do with this fellow here?" said Ulric the ranger, spoiling the moment of celebration and no fires.
"Hmm..." Lord Leo thought for some time about it. "Well, first, we've gotta shackle him and lock him up. That's obvious. We'll have time to decide what his punishment for being so stupid is."
"Excellent suggestion," said the grumpy ranger.
"No way!" Merek said, and struggled to escape. Unfortunately for him, the ranger's hands were stiffer than steel, and he got another poke on the place where he had been stoned.
"You wouldn't mind taking this lump of uselessness to the dungeon, would you?" Lord Leo asked.
"Who me?" said one of Lord Leo's soldiers, apparently thinking that Lord Leo was calling him useless.
"No, not you," Lord Leo snapped. "I was talking about this guy." Lord Leo, who'd become grumpy like Ulric the ranger, jabbed his finger at Merek.
"Who me?" Merek said.
"Yes, you." Lord Leo turned to Ulric. "Lead him away now."
There. Now you know what happened to Merek. I will tell you this, though. Merek's conditions in the dungeons were quite horrible. Merek had a few roommates that happened to be rats, and got one cup of water and one loaf of the moldiest bread there was in the castle every meal, which happened only twice a day, so that he became skinnier than a toothpick. Also, after Merek was sent to jail, nobody thought much more about his real punishment, and so he stayed there for a very long long long long long long long long long long time.
Meanwhile, people started to rebuild the buildings that had been burned down. Many new improvements were added, and everything looked a bit different, the same way as when you move your furniture around to a more convenient position.
Walter practiced his sword fighting skills, but not really getting all that much better, and learned more about the Samravian language. His grade turned from a C to a B-(that Walter read as a G+). Stormbringer was growing quite quickly, and became even more white. Soon Walter figured out that he liked apples a lot.
Many months went by, and the spring rains stopped. The sun shined brightly, and Merek stayed in the dungeons of Hasty castle. What more is there to say? Oh, yeah. I need to finish the story. How about...
They Didn't Live Happily Ever After. Not really.
Might be continued...
Okay. There, I told you a story about a random guy. Now go away for a while. My throat's so sore from telling you this story. I'm never gonna tell another story again, even though I said might be continued. I'm just rambling now. The rest of this paragraph is totally useless. It doesn't tell you anything special, and it's just a random spacefiller. I'm not kidding, stop it! Seriously, still reading? Fine, read the rest of this. I warned you. You suck. LALALALALA. TROLOLOLOLO. BLABLABLABLABLA. LOLOLOLOLO. Wow. I'm impressed. You definitely don't give up easily. Hmm... How can I make this paragraph longer? I'm still rambling. I don't really know, so I'm just gonna end the story rigghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhtttt, umm, oh! I'll end it right here! -> =)
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