From alt.pub.dragons-inn Thu Mar 23 12:25:05 1995 Xref: netcom.com alt.pub.dragons-inn:8217 alt.dragons-inn:4461 Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn,alt.dragons-inn Path: netcom.com!fractal From: fractal@netcom.com (Elizabeth J. Oostendorp) Subject: Re: New Character-Cybrix-History C&D[Long!] Message-ID: Organization: NETCOM On-line Communication Services (408 261-4700 guest) X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.2 PL1] Date: Thu, 23 Mar 1995 19:38:14 GMT Lines: 124 Sender: fractal@netcom19.netcom.com [Admin: As far as I can tell section C didnt make it through so I am posting C & D together] Trersia clapped his hands and one of the chainmailed faceless ones brought in a small table, a large chair for Trersia, and a simple dinner. Trersia settled himself and urged Cybrix to eat something. To appease him she cautiously nibbled at the loaf of bread, cheese, and juice, as he began his story. "Let me begin my child when I was about your age. I, too, was the proud possesor of wild talent in a small ignorant village." Cybrix stared at him in confusion..wild talent??..she couldnt even read The Stone?! "My talent, however, was the ability to set things on fire simply by thinking of it! But as I grew older the villagers grew more and more frightened by my oddness. Ignorant peasants! What do they know of power?!" Again he cackled, sending shivers down Cybrix's spine. "Finally, they sent me away, when I was about your age. They deposited me here, on this god forsaken island cast off from the chain, unpopulated, and supporting nothing but birds ! They meant for me to die, I am sure of it. And for what crime I ask you ?" Trersia had warmed to his subject and was now passionately pacing Cybrix's small cell. It was obvious even to the child that he had gone over these moments often in his mind. "Simply this ! I had eliminated a class mate of mine. He was ignorant bully who deserved to be burnt to a crisp! He tormented me endlessly! But no, the peasants, rather than commending my favor to them in eliminating this nuisance from their midsts, throw me out to die slowly on this piece of land that is so insignificant that almost is submerged!" Trersia stopped, facing the wall, and simply stood there trembling for a few moments. Cybrix had given up all pretense at eating and had curled herself against the wall as far away from him as possible. When he had regained control, he turned again to her. "Eat child! We mustn't have you losing strength!" He waited until she was once again nibbling, and then continued. "So, there I was, wasting away on a sodden hunk of land without so much as wood I could set afire to warm myself with. I did manage to occasionally crisp a seagull, and thus managed to hang onto life. But my diet was so limited my body could not be sustained and ultimately I was to weak to do anything but lie there. It was then, my dying body covered faintly with salt from the seaspray, that my pet appeared to me." Trersia stopped to smile down at the orb around his neck. "Hush my demon, you do not like you status I know!" With another bout of wild laughter he continued. "Of course, at that time he wasn't so confined of course. He appeared to me in his natural form. He had apparently spent his life living off the meager magical essences of the peasants in this area. My essence, glowing so much more brightly had drawn him greedily. When he discovered my condition, alone and cast off, he grew bold and crept up to talk to me, to gloat. In the course of his gloating I grew aware, even in my weakened and childish state of just how stupid a demon he was. Now I know that only a minor demon would ever confine himself to feeding only in such a low magic level area and only taking the essence when the human had died naturally. He simply couldnt compete in richer areas of the world!" "So, taking advantage of his greed and his stupidity I tricked him into serving me. Assuring him that the older I got the more magic I would have to feed him, I got him to provide for me from the other islands, to train me in the limited knowledge of magic he had. However, I was learning much more that he thought he was teaching me! Finally I had enough magic to put my plan into place. I created the orb, " he paused to fondle it once again, "in a burst of magic which almost killed me, but I had succeeded! I then tricked him into it by telling him that once he was within it he could "snack" on my magic as it grew. Hah! Like anyone would allow a demon to draw upon him like a vampire! Trersia found the very idea so funny he laughed for several minutes, while Cybrix watched in fascination as the dark orb appeared to pulsate angrily. Tresia continued with an underlying self satisfied chuckle. "So, once I had the demon trapped he was dependant on me to feed him. After I had starved him for a few weeks he grew so anxious he quickly agreed to my proposal. So now my demon works for me! With his power to draw upon, I quickly became more powerful and proficient. The more I feed him the stronger he gets and thus the stronger I get. Thus my little plan to conquer everything I can reach meets with his approval." Trersia chuckled again. "Nothing soon will be able to stand in my way!" ****************************************** Cybrix, having nothing left to nibble on, screwed up her courage for the obvious question. "So what do need me for if you are so powerful?" Trersia looked slightly discomfitted at the question. "Well, my powers aren't in the telepathic or empathic range at all. My demon has some powers in this area, but trapped within the orb he can only sense powerful messages sent. He can't scan people at all. So, while we were destroying that petty little village and he heard your call he directed us to you." Cybrix looked confused, "My call??" Trersia eyed her narrowly, "You didnt know you screamed in the minds of everything within a ten mile radius!? Good grief! Are you aware of your abilities at all??" "My.. abilities.. are evil! I shant use them ! I wish they would just go away!" Cybrix stated. "Oh dear," replied Trersia, "Another peasant killed talent! Well no matter, I shall help you train your talents and you will use them for me! And believe me child, you will obey me!" With those thundering last words, Trersia turned and left her to ponder the plethora of information she had received. But it was all too much for the little girl. Within a few moments of his departure she curled into a small ball, and whispering, "Mommy??" fell back into dreamless soothing sleep. ***********************************************