Further Tales of Faygaea

by Donald White

  She shifted her weight and hopped down. "Too late."

  He punched her in the arm.

  "Oww! Hey!"

  The male halfling smirked. "Do you want another?"

  Pippa went for her dagger, but decided against it. "That couldn't have been the real treasure anyway, dog-boy. Now, where do we go?"

  He picked up the other torch, and stared at the map. "It says we should go through."

  "Hey," Pippa stared off into the darkness. "Did you see a light go out over there?"

  "What are you talking about?"

  She swore within that she had seen a light. "Nothing. Let's just keep going. This place is too dark."

  "Ooh, are you scared?" He mocked Pippa, grasping for her

  "Stop" she slapped his hand away. "Now, hurry up and lead us to the treasure." She felt a chill run through her.

  Grudo stepped through the archway and into the wide tunnel that seemed so much like a corridor. Smaller tunnels branched out from it at intervals. He wondered where they each led. "Pippa, did you say something?"

  "No."

  "I thought I heard you whisper something."

  "Why would I whisper when you are still talking?"

  "I don't know. Maybe we should be a little quieter."

  "Why? Are you scared?" She grasped at him mockingly.

  "Grow up. I just think that we should be careful."

  She rolled her eyes at him. "We are far away from any other person, so..."

  Suddenly, they heard a voice like that of a gasping whisper "Get out."

  The two froze in their tracks.

  Pippa stared questioningly at Grudo.

  He just shook his head slowly.

  Cool breeze began to blow, and the torch lights began to dim.

  Pippa became frantic. "Cover the lights. We can't let them go out."

  "No good" he replied, exasperated. "The breeze is coming from all around."

  The female thief quickly pulled out her flint and steel and began scraping them together.

  Grudo grabbed her arm. "Let it go. I don't think we're alone."

  She stopped scraping and just stared helplessly at the dwindling light.

  Grudo's hand shook as he watched the torch go out. They were now in darkness.

  Pippa strained to hear any sounds around them. But all was still and quiet. Softly, she asked "What do we do now?"

  "I don't know" he hissed. "We'll never find our way out in this darkness."

  Pippa grew terrified. They could not get out. They could barely even move. And they had heard a voice speaking in the darkness. "Okay, Mr. voice." She said out loud. "Don't worry. We're leaving."

  Once again, Grudo hissed "What are you doing?"

  "It knows where we are. So we don't need to be quiet."

  "What makes you think that?"

  "I... I don't know. Listen, maybe we should go."

  "Are you crazy? We traveled a long way to get here. And no mysterious voice is..." Lights materialized in the air before his eyes.

  Grudo and Pippa stared motionless at them, as they began to spin and whirl about. They changed colors and danced in midair.

  The male halfling's eyes grew wide as the lights entered his nostrils and seemed to exit through his ears. He rubbed his face and ears in frustration. Then, a memory came to the surface of his mind. "Wait, Pippa. I've seen this spell before. I'll bet we're dealing with a wizard."

  "A wizard? Down here?"

  "Think about it. All alone down here. No one to bother you. Plenty of time to study spells."

  "Well, what do you think he wants?"

  "That's simple. He wants us to leave. So, let's leave."

  Pippa stared at him, but he just smiled. Slowly, he felt his way around in the dark, until they had stepped through the arch. Then, he dragged the female around the corner and they waited.

  The colored lights dimmed and went out, plunging the entire area into darkness once again.

  Huddling in the dark, the two halflings said nothing. They even tried to breathe more quietly.

  For a long while, there was silence. Then, somewhere beyond the archway, a light began to shine.

  Grudo carefully peered around the corner. "Pippa?"

  "Yeah?"

  "I think he lives here. That light is probably in his living quarters."

  "What should we do?"

  "Come on. Let's go see what we're dealing with."

  "But, Grudo..."

  "It's just a wizard, Pippa." And with that, they crept silently towards the light.

  The two thieves drew nearer and nearer to the light. Grudo struggled to maintain his courage.

  Pippa just tried to stop trembling.

  As they approached the light source, the two came to realize that what looked like a tunnel opening, was really an entranceway. The two snuck into the chamber.

  The room was lavishly decorated and well-furnished. There were shelves all around, lined with all manner of strange objects. Some looked like small sculptures of strange creatures. Others seemed to be containers filled with various things.

  Grudo stopped in his tracks. Across the room, seated before a table, was a figure. Grudo judged its full height to be barely a head taller than he was. The individual was slightly larger of frame. He knew what it had to be... a gnome. The male thief looked over at Pippa and then at the gnome.

  She stared in disbelief. It seemed there was indeed someone living down here. His back was to her, and she hoped he would not turn around and see them. But deep inside, she cried out A gnome! All of this trouble because of a gnome! Stupid Grudo. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

  The male halfling did not know what she was thinking about. But he did not like the look in her eyes. He wondered what they should do. The treasure was around here somewhere. But the map did not show exactly where. He gestured for Pippa to search one side of the room, while he searched the other.

  From the other side of the room, a voice spoke "You will not find what you diligently seek. Now, please inform me as to why you have entered my abode."

  Pippa stared dumbfounded at Grudo.

  The male thief wondered why the gnome did not turn to face them. "Are you the wizard who tried to scare us earlier?"

  The gnome answered "It is the heart that gives birth to fear, intruder. I merely brought it to mind."

  Grudo became agitated. "Your tricks don't impress me." He pulled his dagger from its sheath. "Now, tell me where the treasure is."

  "So, you are indeed thieves entering my home without so much as a warm greeting. How rude. I thought halflings were nicer people. Maybe you and your lover should exit my place now. Or I will be forced to use certain means to remove you."

  Pippa's voice quavered. "How did you know about me? I didn't say anything."

  There was a pause. Then, the gnome said "I have eyes all around you, thieves. I see your boyfriend with his weapon in hand. I see you shaking like you just escaped from an ogre's clutches. Such a lovely creature you are. He does not deserve you."

  "He is not my boyfriend."

  "Then, you are available? How lucky for me."

  Grudo stepped forward. "Enough. Tell me where the treasure is."

  The gnome was murmuring something under his breath.

  Pippa cried "Wait!"

  The male halfling grabbed the gnome's shoulder.

  Suddenly, the gnome turned to face him. His features were twisted and repulsive.

  Pippa let out a scream.

  Grudo dropped his weapon.

  A burst of colored light hit the male thief in the face.

  Grudo stumbled backward and fell to the floor.

  The gnome gazed over at Pippa.

  "Codswinkle," she realized. "It's a name."

  "My name, sweet creature. Your friend is sleeping. Now, we can be alone." Codswinkle started to walk towards her.

  She tumbled to the side and dashed out the door and into the darkness.

  Pippa groped around in the dark, struggling to get away from the creature know
n as Codswinkle. How did he? How did he? How?

  Footsteps could be heard behind her.

  She moved quicker, her breath coming in gasps.

  Down the corridor, she heard "Where are you, my darling? Come out, wherever you are."

  The halfling gaped in horror, falling back against the wall.

  Codswinkle called out "Oh, darling? My love does not hurt all that much. Come into my arms. Let me hold you close."

  Pippa slipped into a side tunnel.

  The footsteps continued down the corridor.

  She stepped forward and felt about with her hands. She could not see. And she was not alone. Somewhere, Codswinkle was still searching for her. Now what? I can't move around in the dark. But, if I light my torch, he will find me. Stupid Grudo. She felt around in her pack and removed the flint and steel. She searched deeper and grabbed hold of a candle.

  She scanned the darkened area for any sign of movement. Then, she began to scrape the flint and steel together. Soon, she held the lit candle in one shaking hand, using her other to cover it so that the light would not give her away.

  Pippa walked along the corridor slowly. She shined the light just enough to see where she was going. Inside she thought Stupid Grudo. I wonder what Codswinkle will do to him. How did the gnome know we were there anyway? She saw an entranceway and passed through it. The room was full of wooden chests. There were weapons hanging on the walls. She saw suits of leather armor and a few of cloth. All in various sizes. She wondered Did somebody else come down here? Did this stuff belong to them?

  From behind, she heard something hit the floor with a squishing sound.

  Turning around, she saw the round object lying nearby.

  Pippa looked at it. She did not want to see what it was. But her curiosity was just too much. She turned the candlelight on it, and could clearly make out Grudo's features on the severed head. She cried out and fell back, the candle falling to the floor, extinguished.

  A torch ignited in the corridor. "Ah, my darling. There you are. All of us here together again. Your friend has his head down. But I can cheer you up."

  Pippa cowered next to a wall.

  The gnome came into view, holding the torch so that she could see his twisted face. "Your friend mentioned something about a treasure. Do you still wish to have it?"

  "I...I...just want to leave."

  "Leave? But we have only just become acquainted. You know, I do get lonely down here sometimes. I am a deep gnome. And down here is where I live. You are aware of my name, but have not told me yours."

  "I won't tell you, you freak."

  "Maybe I should guess." The gnome placed a finger on his chin. "Is it Pippa?"

  "How? How did?"

  "I thought I told you, silly. I have eyes everywhere."

  She remembered the archway, and the sparkle that she had mistaken for a gem.

  "Now, Pippa. Come over here. I want to see you."

  "You've already seen me" she accused.

  "If you will not come to me, then I must come to you!" He lunged at her.

  Pippa squeaked and tumbled away from his grasp. She dashed past him and into the corridor. Then, she ran blindly into the darkness.

  Codswinkle started to laugh, clapping a hand on his thigh. The head of Grudo disappeared as if it had never been there. The gnome's face twisted and changed until his actual unremarkable features could be seen. "Another performance. My best one, yet. And what a fine experiment. I will have to update my notes."

  Pippa did not stop running. She ran headlong into the dark, stumbling every now and then. Her heart beat faster as she ran farther. She found the arch and ran through it. She kept running, struggling to remember which way to go. Eventually, she did slow down, but she still kept going until the morning light began to shine down into the tunnels. The way was clear, now. She stopped to rest for a short while and then continued on.

  A few days later and once more on the surface, Pippa was in the town that for now, she called home. She walked through the marketplace, taking in the sights and sounds. There were people all around her, and for some reason, that gave her a feeling of safety.

  She was about to turn a corner, when she felt someone grab her arm. She screamed and tumbled to the ground.

  Grudo stared down at her. "Pippa, it's me."

  She screamed again.

  Grudo looked around frantically, hoping they would not gain too much attention. "Pippa! Calm down. Please."

  At first, she just stared at him. "Dog-boy? Is... is that you?"

  "Of course it is. Now, calm down. You look as if you've seen a ghost."

  "I thought you were... How?" She surprised him with a hug.

  "What's wrong with you?" He sighed, placing an arm around her.

  "How did you escape?"

  "I don't know. I woke up, in an alleyway, in the middle of town. I don't know how I got there."

  "So" she sniffed. "You didn't get the treasure, did you?"

  "No, and the map is gone. Did you find anything?"

  She shook her head.

  "So, we did all of that for nothing?"

  "Hey," she smiled. "At least we're alive."

  "Yeah, I guess so."

  "And your head is still on your shoulders" she giggled.

  "What's so funny?"

  "Oh, nothing."

  "It sure doesn't sound like nothing. Did something happen while I was knocked out?"

  "Nope. Not a thing."

  "I don't believe you. Tell me."

  "Nothing happened."

  "Pippa..."

  She giggled and started backing away. "Not one thing."

  "Pippa!"

  With that, she ran into the crowd of people.

  Grudo scowled and ran after her.

  THE BARD AND THE WITCH

  Chapter 1: “Elf Hunting”

  He stepped into the room with a lop-sided grin. Someone noticed him and shouted out, “It’s Rinaldo! The ‘Poet of the Plains’ is here!”

  The word spread quickly through the crowd, and people began to cheer! Here in Southern Androtopia, the ‘Poet of the Plains’ was a household name. He was a singer, a musician, a poet, and a charismatic speaker. Rinaldo brought good cheer everywhere he went. And tonight, the troubadour had made his way to the city of Vandimere!

  As he eyed each woman in the crowd, he was pleasantly surprised to find… elves. He thought to himself Nymphs. Graceful little females of the elfin persuasion… Smart, but silly. Playful, yet refined. And several of them are dark elves… the most alluring of their kind! Rinaldo looked into the eyes of the women crowding around him. Every now and then, he would bow towards one, placing a red rose in her hands. “A pretty flower, for a pretty girl.” And the excitement would overwhelm her! She might fall back in a kind of swoon. Or she would let out an unladylike moan… Other women would attempt to take the rose, and she would have to aggressively defend the prize.

  Rinaldo made his way to the stage, shaking the hands of men, kissing the hands of women. The bard finally ascended the podium. There his friend Takis waited, lute in hand. Rinaldo nodded to him, and then turned to face the crowd. “Good people of Vandimere! Your kindness towards me is most appreciated… and ill deserved. I am a lowly poet, but I come to bring you good cheer. It is said that only fools sing to hear their own voice. So, it is my hope that you will give ear to me. Let there be peace in your hearts, and joy in your souls!”

  A great shout went up and the cheering began anew. Rinaldo bowed his head slightly, uttering his thanks. He winked at a few women, and their faces grew flushed.

  When the noise settled, Rinaldo began to sing:

  A noble man of Vandimere

  went to work one day.

  And he saw Lady Wintervere

  strolling on her way.

  He gave a smile and tipped his hat

  and the lady smiled back.

  That was all it ever took,

  to stop him in his tracks.

  Oh, smile to me good lady fair,
/>   let me see your eyes.

  Smile to me good lady fair,

  make my feelings rise.

  Smile to me good lady fair,

  a look is all it takes.

  Smile to me good lady fair,

  and I’ll give you a wink,

  as you blush and blink.

  My heart would rush

  just to feel your touch.

  Blow me a kiss

  and it will be bliss.

  Smile to me good lady fair.

  Now, there was a lad of about fourteen

  on his way to class.

  When he saw young Angeline,

  walking through the grass.

  He gave her a grin, she felt within,

  and then, she softly sighed.

  She gave him a smile and his heart went wild.

  Now, on the ground, he lies!

  Oh, smile to me good lady fair,

  let me see your eyes.

  Smile to me good lady fair,

  make my feelings rise.

  Smile to me good lady fair,

  a look is all it takes.

  Smile to me good lady fair,

  though I fell to the ground,

  still my heart does pound.

  Give me your hand

  and help me to stand.

  Just a little kiss,

  and it will be bliss

  Smile to me good lady fair!

  ***

  Later, Rinaldo was moving through the assemblage, when he heard a loud smack! The bard sighed as his friend and traveling companion Takis came walking towards him, nursing his reddened cheek.

  The fellow musician spoke quickly, “I tried to do like you told me, Rinaldo.”

  Rolling his eyes, the ‘Poet of the Plains’ asked, “What happened?”

  Takis sheepishly began, “I was talking to this pretty girl with blond hair that flowed down her back in a ponytail. She was well,” he placed his hands in front of his chest, “endowed. Anyway, I started talking to her like you said, and I gave her a compliment concerning her dress. She said this is the first time anyone had seen her in it. And I… innocently said, ‘I’d like to be in it right now.’ And then, she slapped me!”