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Memories	By : Asirainis Category: +A through F > Dragon Quest/ Dragon Warrior Views: 1615 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Eleven: The Tear and the Princess
Without a second thought, they quickly went two alleys over to find the weapon and armor shops to stock up on needed items for the upcoming trek through to find the Venus tear. Yangus handed the funds to Draco, "Since we 'ave to see Red, I doubt we'll need this. Use it to get better gear guv." He chose to get three hunter's bows to upgrade them from the short bows they got back in Ascantha. She had a feeling something was there, but without the pot, she was at a loss.
She saw the holy lance and shook her head, "Yangus already has an iron axe, so we should be okay for now. We shouldn't worry about much right now until we get Medea back…"
Yangus shook his head, "Now, now, right now we need to make sure we're ready for anything. I had them sell the extra gear that we didn't need back in Simpleton and get the long spear. For now, get them the lances." He managed to haggle everything down to nothing two thousand gold pieces, and paid for it out of his own pocket. Once everyone had their weapons, they went to the armorer next door. For another two thousand, they got three iron helmets and shields, a leather cape for Angelo and Airlia while Jessica went to the dancer's costume.
"Please, feel free to use the changing room back," The group went around the counter and into the back of the building before them. They found a changing station there as she went behind it to change out of the leather dress. When she came out, she had a halter top that covered her breasts, and went around the back to the closure, with two strings holding it to the white collar that had an emerald set into it. She had a skirt tied around the undergarment of the skirt. The skirt was red with yellow triangles going up and down along the hem, into the tie off on the right hip. Her pigtails, where the bracers were no longer gold, rather a matching silvery white that went with the rest of her outfit.
She kept her belt to hold her whip, her item bag as she looked at the others. "I'm ready to go." The two men who could use spears set them in place as they exchanged their helmets and shields for the new equipment. Airlia and Angelo threw their leather cape on over their equipment to give them further protection as they set off to leave Pickham to find the tear.
"Follow me everyone." Yangus said as he led them back down the path, but quickly left the beaten path going west along some hills and mountain tops. He saw the familiar abode of Red appearing in the distance as he said, "Right, now we go north for a short bit to the labyrinth where the gem is kept."
Everyone nodded as Trode demanded roughly, "I want to see my daughter first!"
Yangus rounded on the short green man as he said, "'Old your 'orses granddad. I'd rather make one trip than two. Sides, Red won't hurt 'er. She is a purveyor of fine things and the like."
Trode glared at him as Airlia said, "I'd rather make one trip than two as well Trode, I'm sorry." He saw the exhaustion in her eyes and nodded as Alistair took in her face.
She made a good show of not being exhausted, but he knew better. Airlia shook her head as they came to the point where Yangus started to go north and followed him. The land turned from lush to barren. The area looked like a fire had rampaged with burnt dead trees, but yet hadn't touched an inch of anywhere else nearby. He led them to what seemed to be a tomb… A swordsman stood at arms, holding his sword upright, gazing out into the distance. The other statue, unfortunately was broken at just above the boot on his right leg, his left was broken about halfway up the boot. Going down the stairs, a giant stone that held a shield with a sword over it that was level with the ground that was now above them as she looked questioningly at Yangus. "They call it the swordsman's labyrinth… Stay close." Going inside, they walked up to the main area as Yangus pointed at the giant chest along the back.
"There's the chest! The Venus' tear's s'posed to be locked away in that chest over there. Must be a real gem!" He said as he thought about everything that happened prior to that… "This ain't the first time I've 'ad a bash at this place. I ain't never managed to get as far as the chest, mind. But I ain't doing off wivout it this time! We're gonna get that Venus' tear!" He led the way to the door on the left, "That one over there isn't much 'elp mind. Only 'as a tablet saying that wisdom an' strength will 'elp you acquire the Venus' tear." Airlia nodded as they went inside the door and followed the hallway down to some steps. Yangus smiled, reliving the old memories as he said, "I wouldn't worry 'bout these treasures guv, see I … acquired them… long ago." Yangus pulled out a map to show him proof of being in there once before.
They followed the hallway down to the corner, as Airlia kept an eye on the wall. Trode stayed close to her as they took the first turn, continuing inwards into the labyrinth. They ignored the door on their right as he led them to a four way intersection. For the labyrinth to be as old as it seemed, it was still surprisingly in good condition. However, she could see the traps that lay ahead as they went to the right, down a hallway. The group gathered tighter together as they saw part of the floor caved in, and below it was a murky purple liquid that seemed to reek of danger. Airlia saw the door, and shook her head. "Yeah we don't want that one. I remember back from my first trip through 'ere, it's a trap door that pushes you into that 'ole."
Angelo looked around as they kept walking onwards towards the doorway ahead. "Whoever built this place didn't want anyone getting at that treasure it seems." Jessica said as they nodded in agreement as they rounded the corner to the end of the hallway. Going through the doorway, Airlia saw another sword pointing towards the stairs and shook her head.
"Wot's bothering you Air?" Yangus asked her.
Putting her hand to her chin in thought, she spoke. "This sword depiction on the wall. It's not the first time we've seen it. I wonder if we follow it all the way through if it will lead us to the gem?"
Yangus shook his head, "Nah mate, I tried that and it didn't work." Airlia seemed to consider it but kept the information in her head for later on, should they find themselves lost.
They followed him down the steps as he pulled out his map once again. "See, we got to go this way." He pointed to the stairs on the third level. Airlia nodded as they went around the corner and saw a statue blocking the way. Draco, Alistair and Yangus gripped the statue and pulled it back towards the remainder of the group. With the statue out of the way, the group went through the door. Airlia looked up to see another sword depiction in stone pointing left. Going in that direction, they found stairs going down and proceeded to the fourth level into the labyrinth. Jessica shook her head, as her pigtails shook with her. "Something's off here, why aren't there any monsters?"
Yangus shook his head, "I'm 'onestly not sure. Perhaps this evil we've been chasing is makin' 'em all think twice and 'ide." Airlia nodded, thinking back to Morrie and his mission of mercy to protect those who can't protect themselves or are too innocent to understand that others misconstrue that they merely want to help. Yangus led them to an open area with a poisonous looking moat below and a draw bridge that was upright, making it impossible to cross. Looking around, she didn't see a way to lower the drawbridge as Yangus puffed up his chest in pride. "I knows the way to lower that." He gripped the statue and dragged it to an indentation in the floor. Like he promised, the bridge lowered as the group crossed it quickly as they looked ahead to see the doorway. Yangus looked downwards as he said, "This wos as far as we got the first time. The room at the end is a dead end." Airlia nodded as she was sure the answer would lay there for how to get up to the main floor level to get to the jewel. Medea's fate was determined by them getting that jewel.
They went down the torch lit hallway, and continued as it curved around to their right doubling them back through another hallway that was shorter this time as it curved once more to their left. Two torches were lit on either side of a door as Draco opened the door carefully. Yangus sighed as he looked around and saw the same room that he saw years ago. Yangus looked at the wall as he read it. "Look to the sky above for the answer. An' I saw the 'ole, but yet I couldn't figure out 'ows to get to it."
Airlia sighed as she went to the tile that was directly below the hole and pondered. Suddenly her head snapped up as she said, "That's it! Alistair, Draco, move the swordsmen so they face me with their blades, and we'll see if I'm right." They nodded, unsure of where she was going with this as Airlia had Trode stand with her on the tile. Suddenly as the two were facing her, she shot into the air, propelled by the tile. Blinking, she found herself on the ground floor where the jewel was. "I was right. Everyone onto the tile and it will get you safely up here."
So after a few minutes, everyone arrived safely to the ground floor, the jewel in sight as Yangus felt tears leap to his eyes. "Well, well. We bloody did it! That jewel is as good as ours!" The group rushed up the stairs as Yangus smiled, "We made it to the chest guv! Let's get that tear now!"
Soon as Yangus tried to open the chest, Airlia saw it first, "Yangus, back!" He jumped, avoiding the exploding box as it turned into a monster of some sort. "One last trap, I kind of figured as such." They made quick work of it, aiming around the box to the creature within. The trio of bows shooting with deadly accuracy pierced the heart of the contraption, ending it. As they looked at it breaking into pieces, a bag was left with something in it judging by the bulge.
"That must be it guv!" He pulled it out of the bag as he smiled gazing at the blue tear shaped gem glistening there, "Now we've got the tear, I finally feel like I can lay me troubled past to rest. I 'ated feelin' like I'd messed up before, but now… I'm glad I wos wiv ya for this old gem!" She saw the gem was truly breathtaking, a gentle blue tear drop bigger than her hand, glistening in the firelight of the torches as Yangus put it away in the bag, then amongst his belongings.
Airlia gathered them close to use her magic to get them out of the labyrinth. "Evac…" They were enveloped in a bright golden light and teleported outside of the area. Upon seeing the green grass ahead, the group ran towards it as Yangus took them to the lake where Red's home was. Running there they rounded the bend and crossed the bridge quickly. Going through the short path, they arrived to see a burly man guarding the door of a simple, but yet somehow elegant home.
It didn't seem to be two stories tall, but it had a solid brick bottom with stucco walls that had wood to reinforce the structure. Yangus grimaced before he took the lead as he spoke calmly to the burly man, "I need to speak wiv Red. Yer gonna 'ave to let us through."
The man – though not quite burly as Dave or the Quartermaster, Mark, he was still imposing as he scoffed with an accent similar to the former thief, "Yangus! You think Red's gonna wanna see your ugly mush!? Get out of 'ere! Hop it!"
Yangus got in his face, determined to not back down from this argument, "Don't you boss me around, mate! I ain't goin' nowhere 'til I see Red. So shift, skivvy!"
Apparently the man didn't like the response as he shook with rage, hands fisted as he scoffed, "Skivvy!? Who the 'ell d'you think you are!?"
Suddenly a female voice came through, a similar accent to Yangus and those of Pickham in general as she demanded, "What's all the noise!? I can hear your gabbin' from in here!"
Apparently the woman the house had a lot of power as the man instantly became frightened as he spoke, "S-sorry, Boss! I got some geezer wiv no matters out 'ere. He'll be gone in a mo…"
She scoffed in response, "It's Yangus, isn't it? Just let him in. I'll speak to him meself."
He smirked beneath his mask as he spoke, "You 'eard the boss! Go on! Inside wiv ya!"
Airlia sighed softly as Yangus nodded. "Stay out 'ere guys. I'll take care of everyfin'! I promise!" He went inside the house with the door shut behind him as they could only wait and pray. A short time later, Yangus came out with a smile as the stable opened to show Medea walking out with the wagon attached to her.
Airlia smiled as she came over to the white mare, "I'm sorry Medea, forgive us please…"
Trode nodded as he embraced her leg, grateful for her to be back with them. "Medea! What a terrible ordeal you must have been through! I'm so sorry! I won't leave you alone again! I'll never go to the pub like that again! I promise!"
Trode got onto the wagon as he asked, "Draco, where shall we go next dear boy?"
Yangus put his hand to his chin as he said, "'Ows about tryin' Brains again? Maybe that old geezer'll be around to give us some intelligents this time. Let's 'ead back to Pickham. If we don't find out where Dhoulmagus is off ta, we'll be wand'rin' 'round like 'eadless chickens."
However, before they started towards Pickham, Airlia paused. She fished into the bag for one of the memos. "Lady… bandit… That's it. Let's go this way!" Ignoring the curious looks, they went down to the coast just minutes from their location. Airlia saw the small squid in question as she signaled to the others to stay back. She went up to him and dropped to the ground, crouching as she smiled at the little squid. "Oh little one. You just want to have fun don't you?" He looked up at her and nodded. "There's a safe haven a little ways away. Use this wing; it will get you there safely. His place is called Morrie's Monster Haven." Squiggles blushed and nodded as Airlia depicted a picture of his monster haven in the sand. "Picture that place, look for this man. Say the name of his place and you will arrive there safely." He smiled as he flew off in a flurry of feathers from the wing to his new safe haven.
Airlia smiled as she returned to the group who watched her interaction before realizing that this was one of Morrie's memos. Somehow, she put the location together and found poor little Squiggles. They looked around the ocean and saw some tougher looking monsters who took no pity on the poor squid child. When they turned to leave, Airlia tried to mask a small yawn, however Trode and Alistair sighed softly, knowing how exhausted she still was – especially after trampling through the labyrinth. "My dear, why not rest in the back of the wagon. You look exhausted!"
Airlia nodded as she whispered to Medea, "I'm sorry… for my additional weight in the wagon Princess Medea." She climbed in and fell asleep quickly as the group went back to Pickham.
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