Tradewinds 17 CH 21“Wait a minute!” Maximilian exclaimed, looking around now that he could see clearly, “I know this place! I’ve seen this before!”
The cave entrance was situated in the midst of a fenced- and hedged-in garden, long overgrown from apparent years of neglect.
“You do?” Max remarked. The young man had been so quiet since they escaped from the cavern, he was pretty sure this was the first time he spoke up the whole while.
“Yeah!” Maximilian told them, “But I haven’t seen this place since I was a kid. Come on!”
And so he proceeded to lead them around a corner, and into the garden proper. Though just as abandoned as the rest, looking back it was clear that the area with the cave was meant to be a secluded section. Up ahead was a seaside mansion.
“So, where are we?” Justin demanded, having never seen this place before.
“I don’t get it…” Maximilian stammered, abruptly stopping short
1st Dudes 5In the Concrete Jungle there lived a man, but no one remembereth his name. And these art the descendants of the unremembered man:
The unremembered man begat Gamaliel. And Gamaliel begat The Man Who Invented Ass-Wipe. And The Man Who Invented Ass-Wipe begat Elijah the Constipated.
And Elijah the Constipated begat Lotan. And Lotan begat Pedahzur. And Pedahzur begat Good Ol’ What’s-His-Face, who was never forgotten; for people always said of him, ‘I shall never forget Good Ol’ What’s-His-Face!’
And Good Ol’ What’s-His-Face begat Pagiel. And Pagiel begat Ahira. And Ahira begat The Man Who Popularized Nose-Picking. And The Man Who Popularized Nose-Picking begat Enan. And Enan begat Dathan the Asshole. And Dathan the Asshole begat Ocran. And Ocran begat Abiram. And Abiram begat the Second Gunman on the Grassy Knoll.
And the Second Gunman on the Grassy Knoll begat Eleazar. And Eleazar begat Balak. And Balak begat Bela the Impotent. And Bela the
Tradewinds 17 CH 20Both Maximilian and Freedan stared at the mysterious sword Rawne now wielded.
Though slender and curved, its length seemed suited to someone of much taller stature than Aden Rawne. A matching sheath hanging over his shoulder, the end clearly visible behind his hip. A hilt that was long enough to easily accommodate the two-handed grip Rawne employed, and only the most minimal form of a crossguard at the base of that smoky dark blade.
“You found it…” Freedan gasped, recognizing the style of that wickedly curved blade from sketches of Edric’s find. “The rest of the treasure…”
“Deep in the heart of the tower,” Rawne nodded, then turned back to Maximilian. “You should feel honored to even lay eyes on it before you die.”
“Not if we have anything to say about it!” Justin told him, double-barrel power pistols already aimed at him, as he and Shades topped the stairs. Max following close behind, having bandaged his s
Episode 4EPISODE 4
(A New Pope)
In the Land of Wind and Ghosts there lived a man whose name, of course, was long forgotten. And these art the descendents of that man:
The forgotten man begat Hemdan. And Hemdan begat Akan. And Akan begat Beardo the Great. And Beardo the Great begat Achbor. And Achbor begat Timnah. And Timnah begat Hanoch. And Hanoch begat Samlah. And Samlah begat Zohar. And Zohar begat Hezron. And Hezron begat Er the Indecisive.
And Er the Indecisive begat Shimron. And Shimron begat Zurishadai. And Zurishadai begat Zimri. And Zimri begat the Man Who Invented High-Heel Shoes.
And the Man Who Invented High-Hell Shoes begat Bethzur. And Bethzur begat Sheba. And Sheba begat Onan… blah, blah, blah, blah, begat Haggi.
And Haggi begat Ziphion. And Ziphion begat Izhar. And Izhar begat Elzephan the Incontinent. And Elzephan the Incontinent begat Shuni. And Shuni begat Jethro. And Jethro begat Uzziel. And Uzziel begat the Amazing Beardless Woman.
And the Amazing Beardless Wo
Tradewinds 17 CH 19Even as he turned, mind reeling, trying to figure out how they could reach him up here, already aware that he had nowhere to hide from the snipers, and couldn’t possibly outrun the shrapnel from the explosion, Justin accidentally pulled the trigger, firing at the floor.
At the same time, a power pistol went spinning across the floor, hitting the grenade and knocking it down the stairs next to the pillar.
Both the grenade, and Justin’s smoke bolt, went off at the same time, resulting in a massive cloud of smokescreen, sending the power pistol clacking and clattering down the steps to the enemy.
For all the good it would do them now.
Justin crawled through the smoke and confusion, coughing and sputtering, a barrage of beams from both adversaries lancing haphazardly overhead, as a hand grabbed him and dragged him off to the side. Not sure what kind of trick this was, Justin lunged at his assailant, knocking them both to the floor in a narrow corridor, face to face.