Brian Pratt - Warrior priest of Dmon-Li

James hurries over to Miko where two attackers have engaged him. James is startled when he realizes he’s grown another couple inches and has developed muscle mass on his arms and chest. Battling is causing this!

Miko cuts the head off one and comes back with a slice that takes off the swordarm of the other. Before he has time to realize what’s happened to him, Miko strikes out twice more, taking off a leg and putting his sword through the man’s chest.

As the man hits the ground, he hears James and the others coming up behind him. He turns quickly and holds his sword at the ready.

“Miko!” James hollers to him, looking him eye to eye. It might be just his imagination, but it almost looks as if there’s a red flicker within his pupils.

Enemy soldiers attack James’ group while they’re standing there staring at each other but Illan and the rest move to engage them, keeping them back while he deals with Miko.

“Miko!” he cries one more time. Miko’s eyes blink and his sword lowers a fraction. “It’s James! Time to go!”

His sword drops lower as he says in a barely audible whisper, “James?”

Nodding his head, he says more softly, “That’s right, it’s me.”

A confused look comes over his face as he gazes at the dead stacked around him. When his gaze finally comes back to James, a tear begins to well in his eye and a frightened look comes over him.

Dropping the sword, he moves to James who puts his arm around his shoulder and leads him away from the battle. Illan and the others fall back with him until they’re once more behind the lines.

James suddenly remembers Jiron and looks to the gate. He sees him standing there in front of the Parvatis holding the necklace out to them. Jorry and Uther are watching his back as their leader pauses and examines the necklace. James can see him nodding his head.

“Milord!” he hears someone holler from the gatehouse. “It’s fixed!”

“Understood!” Lord Pytherian shouts in reply. “Fight ‘em back boys! Let’s get this gate closed.”

While Jiron and the Parvatis are standing before the gate talking, they’re blocking the way for the enemy soldiers behind them who are trying to get through to continue the attack. As the last of the attackers fall within the city and the defenders begin to close the gates, Jiron says something to Jorry and Uther who move back within the city. Jiron goes with the Parvatis away from the gates, back toward the bridge.

The gates finally shut with a bang and the locks again fall into place. But Jiron is still on the other side!

“Stay here!” he tells Miko. When he gets a nod in reply, he runs over to Lord Pytherian.

“Milord!” he cries out to him.

Turning to see who it is, Lord Pytherian gives him a smile and says, “We did it! With you and your friend there, we got it closed!”

“But Jiron is on the other side!” he cries out.

The smile disappears from his face and a concerned look replaces it. “I know,” he says. “I don’t know how he did it, but stopping them most likely saved us all.”

“We’ve got to get him back,” demands James.

Shaking his head, Lord Pytherian replies, “The only way is to open the gate and we can’t do that while that army is camped out there.” He turns to an aide and says, “We got a man out there with the Parvatis, make sure the archers on the walls don’t hit him.”

“Yes, milord,” the man says before running toward the stairs leading up to the walls.

Turning his attention back to James, he says, “That’s all we can do now.”

From the wall over the gate, a man cries out, “Milord! They’re pulling back!”

“Where?” he hollers up to them.

“Back to where they were before,” the man replies.

“Let me know if anything changes,” he orders.

The man salutes him and goes back to watching the enemy.

James gestures for Fifer to come over. “You saw Jiron with the Parvatis?” he asks.

“Yeah,” Fifer replies.

Pointing to the wall over the gate he says, “See if you can get up there and find out where he’s being taken.” Turning to Lord Pytherian, he says, “With your leave milord?”

When he nods, giving his permission, Fifer runs to the access stairs to the wall.

“We still have a little problem with this Councilman Rillian,” mentions James.

“I realize that,” Lord Pytherian says. “But it’s doubtful anything will be brought against you and your friends now. The soldiers here saw you take out the mage and Miko there almost turned the tide by himself. He’s quite good isn’t he?”

“Uh, yeah,” replies James, “he is.”

“So I think you’re safe from any accusations he might make about you being agents of the Empire,” he assures him. “I seriously doubt if anyone here would give credence to it.”

“But what are you going to do about him?” James asks.

“That’s for the Council to decide,” he says, “and I’m not on the Council. I figure it’ll be taken care of quietly.”

James nods, understanding. “But what about Jiron?” he asks.

“I hate to say it, but there’s nothing we can do for him now,” he replies. “We’re not going to take the fight to them for one man. Do you understand?”

“Yeah,” James says, though not very happy about it. “I understand.”

“Good. Now I’ve got to see about the men and wounded, so you’ll have to excuse me,” he says.

“Yes milord,” he replies.

As Lord Pytherian begins calling for casualty reports and status, James goes back over to where Miko and the others are waiting. When he sees Jorry and Uther there he asks them, “What happened?”

“I thought we were dead for sure when I saw where he was heading,” Jorry replies.

“Yeah,” Uther adds. “But when he showed them that necklace, they stopped right in their tracks.”

“We heard those behind them shouting and screaming for them to move,” Jorry says. “But they just ignored them.”

“What did they say to him?” James asks them.

“There was too much noise so we couldn’t hear what was being said,” explains Uther. “But before he left with them he said to tell you that he’d be okay and that he’ll be back.”

Nodding, James begins to relax somewhat. “He’s their Shynti, that’s a rare honor among them,” he says. “I doubt if they’d let anything happen to him while he’s with them.”

James glances up to the walls and sees Fifer begin to come back down. When he joins them he says, “He went with them back to their camp.”

“Is he okay?” James asks.

“Looked like it,” replies Fifer. “The other soldiers out there were upset with them but they just ignored their cries of outrage and went back to their tent area.”

“The Parvati have some peculiar laws and customs,” James tells them. “Let’s find someplace to rest.” Turning to Yern, he says, “Would you mind staying here and keep an eye out for him?”

“No problem,” Yern says, nodding. “But how’ll I find you if he should somehow return?”

“Once we’re settled in, we’ll let you know where we’ll be,” he tells him.

“Okay,” he says then moves to the wall access.

To the others he says, “Now let’s find an inn.”

They find an inn with enough room for all of them, though it’s pretty pricy. Fifer and Keril, the youngest member of Miller’s band, went to relieve Yern on the walls. James and Miko have their own room while the rest are crammed into two others.

Once within their room, Miko lies down on one of the beds while James sits facing him on the other. “I’m so tired,” Miko says as he glances over to James.

“Understandable,” replies James. “You’re going through a lot.”