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I live to Serve I serve to Live	By : flamekaat Category: +G through L > Legacy of Kain Views: 1829 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-I live to Serve I serve to Live
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- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
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They rode along silently for the first few hours. Going at such a great speed that Lianne cared for nothing but clinging tightly to Blizzerren�s collar. It was then that they came in sight of the massive walls of the village. "Loren please be so kind as to go let us in will you?" Rathamus said softly. The vampire he spoke to nodded then with a look that spoke of an intense focus he stared at the wall for a minute. Then he pulled his feet out of the horse�s stirrups and sprang from the saddle straight up in the air.

He landed on the walkway that ran the length of the top of the wall then disappeared. Moments later the gates swung wide and he ushered them inside. "Please lock up and come along behind Loren. We should not compromise these citizen�s safety any more then having the rogues among them does already." Rathamus commanded then he turned his horse and led them towards the main street.

Mother opened the door at Lianne�s cry for entry and embracing her led the party inside. "Mother, did you know our ancestor was a vampire master older then Lord Kain?" Lianne asked. Leah nodded. "Yea child, though it is the family secret while we dwell on this continent for obvious reasons." She answered. Then her senses seemed to tingle and she turned to the being who filled the doorway. "Welcome ancestor to our humble establishment." She greeted him and allowed the party to assemble at the tables before the fire.

Her daughter she ushered up the stairs to change out of her cold sodden gear. A package from Lord Raziel sat on her dresser, obviously sent before he had left to go into battle. It was bulky and obviously filled with something soft. She smiled. Lianne had a small theory as to what was inside.

Inside were three outfits that appeared to her eyes to be fit for a queen. Each shift was creamy colored and made of a soft satin. The first outer dress was the deep reddish color of Lord Raziel�s banner. Another was a soft sky blue and the third was a deep hue that seemed to shimmer in the light. At first she thought it was also blue, but then upon closer inspection discovered it to be green.

When she came down the stairs several wolf whistles met her appearance. Familiar now with the way that cruder males gave compliments she just curtsied and went to gather a platter of cider mugs and goblets of blood wine. Her mother was readying drinks and one odd goblet. made of pure crystal containing a absolutely black liquor joined the rest on Lianne�s tray. Lianne didn�t even need to ask. She knew this was the drink for the demon hunter.

The first genuine smile she had ever seen the creature wear crossed his face at the site of the inky liquid. He took it and sniffed just to be sure then with a blissful moan he downed a hearty mouthful. Rathamus looked at his companion and laughed. "So I am not the only one who can distill the darkness eh?" he inquired then he offered salute to Leah who bowed before she went to serve the three paying customers at the end of the bar.

Lianne recognized the two closest to her, but the third, a man about her father�s age gave off an aura of threat that disquieted her and was a complete stranger. The demon followed her gaze and when he saw the man his eyebrow arched high. "A hunter here is rarer then a spotted unicorn. I am surprised that Kain has not killed them all in the solidifying of his little empire." The demon spoke. His voice was rich, dark, and thick like the magical vintage he drank. Lianne was surprised that now she had heard it she no longer distrusted him as before.

"Is that what he is then?" Lianne asked as she sat down by her ancestor. The demon nodded. "It is a profession that I myself practice from time to time. I have come to recognize the competition." Then they all turned to look at him. "I am curious too as to how such a person could have survived here. My guess is that the Serafin harbored him and he is their eyes and ears and their assassin as well." Leah added as she joined them. Lianne�s father took over serving as he wished nothing to do with the ancestor of his wife.

"Father has just learned of Rathamus�s species after all these years mother?" Lianne asked her. "Aye child. He is, as you can imagine, a bit put out by it. He will get over it though as he does with everything else." Leah responded.

They sat there that night everyone getting well acquainted. Lianne learned that seven of the ten millennia old vampires that came with Rathamus were also her kin. She and Leah rebonded over the knowledge that Leah had once garnered out of the book. Leah even showed her the spell for the distilling of darkness and the notes on the next few pages about the two types of demon that adored the magical liquid above all else in this or any other world. "Which is he mother?" Lianne asked. Her female parent shook her head. "I have no idea. If I were betting though I would say upper darkness demon. Such as they are among the few that would have the power to hunt the old country vampires."

The next morning Leah sat at a table with a map of the village and outlined for the demon each of the abandoned buildings and seldom used outbuildings in town. He nodded and went out. When he came back at noon Lianne was awake and serving lunch to several humans. These humans all seemed to smell like Rathamus�s kin. "Your other children then Mistress Leah?" He asked. She nodded and handed him another goblet of distilled darkness. This one was more to his liking being winter darkness and not summer darkness.

Traditional schools of thought on the matter said that darkness was darkness so long as it wasn�t light. He belonged to the radical school of thought that said darkness was by degrees and cold darkness was preferable to warm darkness. However there was an exception to the rule that he would like to try. The patch of warm darkness that he would very much like to taste was wandering back and forth between bar and table with heavy plates of food and finally settled to join her kin at eating.

Rathamus suddenly appeared at his side. �A bit early for a vampire to be about yes?" He inquired his eyes never leaving his newly chosen prey. "So even you have been drawn in by her enchanting nature eh Reyn? Not that I am surprised but I doubt that the opportunity will present itself for you to get a piece of my descendent. Not without killing all the vampire lords of this realm. And then she would hate you and most likely find some way of ending your existence." The ancient vampire said.

Reyn watched him and smirked at what he saw. The ancient one was a lusting over his own descendent. "Even you have fallen prey to her charms old friend, so I find myself in good company. You well know that I wouldn�t even look if I had no chance. The fates are singing my song old friend and her melody has been woven in." The ancient beings sat together for a time watching her as she ate and still longer as she moved about the room serving some paying customers who entered a little past the noon hour.

Reyn contemplated his fate sense that was telling him that Lianne would soon find herself in his arms. It was louder then anything he had yet to hear from the fate sense. Louder then even the melody of Rathamus whom he had been with for all the millennia of the ancient one�s life. This one would be very important to him somehow and not just as a sexual conquest. However the fate sense was not entirely precise. It left him to wonder what was so grand about this one of the thousands of descendents of Rathamus.

Lianne was not as oblivious to the watchers as she pretended to be. In such a short time she had become well used to knowing the minds of males, supernatural or otherwise, and she knew these two both wanted her. They would not have their eyes locked on her softly swaying hips most of the time if they did not. The demon didn�t surprise her. She had been getting the lusty male feeling from him from the moment he first laid eyes on her.

However her ancestor wanting her as well, that was another matter. A highly weird but not extremely repulsive thought. Both of them were quite the monster. Rathamus wasn�t close enough by blood for it to be incest, but still it weirded her and she vowed silently to herself that unless the circumstances were beyond heinous she would never give ether one their desire.

Her shining beauty captivated the two ancient beings until well after dark that night. When she went out with the dog to handle the creature�s business the spell finally broke. "So how many were slumbering here?" Rathamus asked him. Reyn gestured in a way that meant twenty. "So many and yet there have been no deaths here according to Leah." Rathamus said in mild surprise. "Their powers were incredibly weak for creatures of their years. I suspect they had been feeding on animals in order to remain hidden until they decided to feast." Reyn answered.

Rathamus was not to surprised when he gathered his kin and troops around him to leave that Leah and Lianne joined them. Leah rode on the back of a large black draft beast. Its hooves clippity clopping in the way a well shod horse�s hooves are wont to do. Lianne was once again on the back of the great dog. Blizzerren had been commanded by his master to protect Lianne at all times, and as such was a even more fearsome threat then that of Raziel�s mystical gift to her.

They went from village to village, exterminating each small band of Rogues. Then as if revealing a great secret Lianne told him that one of the villages was not just a village but had gone well along the way to becoming a great city. "The population is well over fifteen thousand ancestor. It will be very difficult to find the monsters here with so much life and many un-lives to interfere." Reyn laughed at this his laughter seemingly captivating the young beauty for a moment before he spoke. "Sweet lady you are mistaken and need not be concerned. Once I have a scent in my senses nothing can save my chosen prey. I will tell you now that this is the last of them. You and your mother will be able to head home your little quest completed. Their leader and the last of his fledges are here."

It was Lianne�s turn to laugh and the sound was not sweet or kind in any way. It was so dark and lethal that it gave the demon chills. "We go on for the sake of vengeance." She said and gestured behind them. For the first time the demon turned his impressive senses backward towards the path they had followed to get to this last hiding place. About a mile behind, a respectful enough distance that kept them from being obvious a army was marching.

He would have thought it a mob, but it was far to organized. People from each of the villages had joined since they had passed through twenty such settlements the mass of humanity was perhaps already the largest this continent had seen since the last human rebellion. Several thousand folk had gathered and heavily armed for combat were marching along gathering more as they went.

"They are all the ones who have lost kin and friends and neighbors to the cruel �plague� of the Serafin curse. Together with those in Middleton we will most likely have up to thirteen thousand people who will drop down on the unsuspecting enemy and decimate them. Each time as you have been hunting we have been attending town meetings and spreading the story of what has occurred and it�s true source. As you can well imagine these folks are none to happy about the dirty underhanded scumbags and their wicked magicks. So many innocent lives lost all because of some zealot and his stupid vendetta! We will show him vendetta we will!" Lianne swore vehemently!

Awe was in the eyes of the assembled vampires as they watched her turn her gaze somewhat to the north and west. Gazing towards where her lord was getting ready to fight. "Let�s get going Mother. I want something to settle my stomach before I have to speak before such an august personage as the mayor of Middleton." Lianne continued her fury somewhat banked for the moment. And she and her mother rode on ahead.

Dawn that morning had it�s silence broken by the summoning of a chorus of bells from the city�s main tower. As it rang the demon Reyn flitted from hidey hole to dark nest and exterminated the denizens thereof. He finished with the master of these rebels in time to attend the town meeting. He watched in admiration from the back row of the standing crowd in the central square. Between the speeches of the mayor of the city and Lianne they had the people in a frothing fury. The word spread and the largest settlement of humans on the continent was almost empty as they joined with the other vengeful ones awaiting them to the northwest.

"Our task here is technically finished my friend. However I feel rather inclined to inform these Serafin that my kin and their kin unto infinity are off limits. Would you like to help me convey this message?" Rathamus asked. Reyn grinned and nodded. "Let us do this thing. It has been to long since we got ourselves involved in such a historical event as the extermination of the Serafin Order." He agreed. Lianne looked back from the head of the massive army and smiled as she saw her ancestor making speed toward her position.

"Hail and welcome ancestor. Are you ready to prove your worth in battle?" Leah was the one who greeted him as Lianne was too busy keeping a lock on the location of her lord. "Indeed descendent. I and my ages long companion are eager to do so." He responded.

They journeyed day and night needing not fear any dwellers of the darkness with such a large force peppered through with vampires and possessing a demon of its own. Lianne led this force of nearly fourteen thousand men and women. There was no question as to that. Many were the dispatches she read and she gave orders like a seasoned general. Often she consulted with Rathamus about matters military. She came to trust in the wisdom gathered by her long lived ancestor. She even conferred once or twice with Reyn, who was as always glad to be of service.

They arrived at a spot distant enough from the main battle that they would go undetected and she sent out scouts to se what the situation was. They came back with grim news. The Serafin forces were near to overwhelming Kain�s troops. "We are just in time then I guess." Lianne muttered and then she turned and began issuing orders.

They gathered for the first charge on a hillock that stretched the length of the battlefield. She was dead center on that hill her mother having armored her daughter with a coat of chain and a large kite shaped shield. On it�s edge Lianne had painted the symbols for magical protection, and in the center were three runes. The rune of Lord Kain, of her Lord Raziel, and of her ancestor Rathamus.

Lianne took up a heavy pike. It�s shaft was wood reinforced with bands and bars of iron. Her dear brother had made it for her when she told him of her plans. As the forces moved he and other blacksmiths made weapons and armor by the score for all who requested it. For many years the art of weapon making had been lost, but Rathamus had taught them how to make such things again.

She had readied herself for the trials ahead as best she could. Now, gathering her courage about her, she mounted Blizzerren and urged him up the slope to take her place again.

To say that the nearly victorious Serafin were surprised was an understatement. The thousands that poured over the hill and slammed into their flank decimated the whole troop formation on that side. Then the second force Lianne had sent around to the other side of the battle hit their targeted formations. After that the whole mess became a route.

Two days later the last of the troops had been ether captured as slaves or detained for questioning and then executed. Those that were questioned struggled valiantly to divulge nothing, but the methods of torture recommended by Kain and Rathamus proved to gruesome for their flagging stamina to withstand. Lianne even tried her hand at interrogating some of the prisoners.

With her were two large century old vampires that had undergone their first change. They were children of Dumah, large and hulking with faces more like gargoyles then the humans that they had once been. She couldn�t help the wicked laughter that tickled it�s way out of her throat as she used these terrifying Dumabim to scare the pitiful creature that had once been a proud Serafin knight. That terrified him all the more for it was plainly apparent that this human held his life and health in her hands and it also seemed that she was mad.

Lianne was perfectly sane and grieved inside that such things had to be done. As far as she was concerned vengeance had been delivered on the battlefield and there was no reason to torment the defeated further, but Kain wanted the location of their lord and stronghold, so the Serafin captives were put to the question. She gestured to the two hulking creatures and they moved in and sank their fangs into the flesh of the naked knight. His screams echoed around the area then died away after his throat became to hoarse to scream any more. "Only the general knows the answer to your question lady. Please I beg you cease this torment!" He said with his voice haggard.

She knew which general he meant. The one of them that was nearest to a vampire in his strength. She had seen the one of which he spoke go head to head with Kain and the man had no fear in him. "Remember Miss anybody can be broken." One of the Dumabim reminded her. Her own ancestor had said thus as she embarked upon this task. "Yes Lemoche I know. So are you inclined to have a new toy?" Lianne asked him.

His grin was wicked indeed and his nod an enthusiastic one. �Then once I patch him up you may have this one as reward for your good service. But be gentle. He had better not die while in your clutches. We might need to pick his brain again later. That and wasting is shameful!" She joked. Then she bandaged his fang wounds and stitched up the wound he had received in capture. Handing Lemoche a small crock of herbal oil that fit in the palm of his large taloned hand she grinned at him and gestured that he be gone.

The beast had exited carrying the whimpering Serafin knight over one shoulder. Jethro the actual brother of Lemoche as well as his fellow Dumabim grinned at her. "You are most generous Miss Lianne." He said with his eyes actually glowing red in the soft torchlight. "The general is next on the torture docket anyway." Lianne informed him. "If he is to your liking I will let you have him disclosure or no, but the same rules will apply Jethro so no killing or harsh treatment that leads to death. He is even more likely to have information that we will need later." She added.

"Grizzled veterans are more to my taste then the pretty boys that Lemoche prefers. I have already seen him and I confess that I do desire him." Jethro admitted. His eyes gleamed brighter at the thoughts of the delights that awaited him. Lianne grinned. She had a feeling that the general was a women only lover, but if Jethro wanted him she was not going to deny him his pleasure.

The General took longer to crack then his wimpy underling, but eventually the tender caresses of her knife and Jethro�s fangs and talons tore the knowledge from him. He begged them to stop and told of his master the Serafin Lord and where he kept his stronghold, filled with forty thousand knights and rigged with deadly traps and pitfalls. �You will never come close to getting him bitch!" The general exclaimed fiercely!

"Perhaps so but I am not the one who quests for his still beating heart. Though it would bring me joy to kill that baby murdering sister slaying bastard it is for Kain to finish this long standing feud between them." Lianne paused then her eyes were the ones to gleam wickedly. "However nether is your worry. All you need concern yourself with is how sore your ass is going to be after a few months under Jethro here! " Her wicked soft whisper brought horror and revulsion to his already weary eyes.

She walked out of the tent hearing his screams echo behind her. Carrying the scroll where she had inked out his information she went to Lord Kain�s command tent. "Lianne. What news?" Kain inquired. She sensed that his mood was somewhat off, but she had an almost certain feeling that this information would cheer him. "The last prisoner I interviewed had the information we seek. Here are the locations, and some troop placement possibilities. Their Lord is there I am sure of it." Lianne replied.

"Good. Now one more question, whom is it that is making that annoying screaming sound?" Kain asked with a grin. "that would be my last interview. I gave him to Jethro one of Dumah�s children to play with. It only seemed fair after I gave his twin brother one too." She answered with a mildly amused smirk. Then she walked back to the entrance of the tent and shouted out, "Jethro gag your toy! He�s annoying Kain!"

Kain went to the map hanging on one wall and marked the place described by the prisoner on it. Then he turned and said, "Now that various rewards and punishments are being carried out it is time for your chastisement Lianne." He turned and his eyes gleamed feral with the threat and promise of pain.

"Milord Kain? I do not understand. What�" She asked? "Confused Lianne? I am not surprised. You let your passion drive you to forget your place in the natural scheme of things." Lord Raziel said as he stepped into the tent. She went and kneeled before her Lord. He lifted her and drew her back to stand before Kain again. "Now you have to pay for your indiscretion." He added softly and with a tone of regret lacing his voice.

"Not only did you defy Raziel�s direct order and his wishes in your little crusade, but you defied my direct edict to tell none but your mother of the matters I had disclosed to you. For such misbehavior ordinarily the punishment would be death. However, as the results of all this went just as you wanted and none of the humans rebelled, I have decided to be lenient. You will be spared the end of your mortal existence and given back all status�s that you have now at the end of your term of punishment." Kain informed her.

She restrained herself from sighing in relief, Lianne would save that for after he announced what her punishment was and how long it would last. Raziel took over the speech at this point. "We, Kain and myself, have decided in light of your successes that your punishment though a harsh one will be short lived. For the term of a week we have decided to give you to Dumah."

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