Thursday, August 16, 2012

Pub scene


-Blue, Grey whispered and poked him with her elbow.
He looked confused at her but she nodded to the other side of the bar. Leaning against the bar stood a middle-aged man with a foxy appearance. His clothes were in perfect shape despite the horrid weather and on the bar lay his top hat in the same beige colour as his suit. On the chair beside him lay big heap of dark clothe, supposingly the cape that had covered the man from the heavy rain. His shoes were somewhat smudgy but no one would look at his shoes as he distracted them with his dramaticly waving hands demonstrating something.
-He looks familiar, Grey said quietly across the table.
Blue wrinkled his eyebrows and looked closer at the man by the bar. He couldn't find anything familiar about him at all. That was until he mentioned the Land of the Silver Trees.
-Oh sure, it rains there as it does everywhere in this world but the rain is like silver when it falls among the silver trees. It's a beautiful land and silver trees everywhere! The man at the bar told the other guests of his adventures. -And you know what? The war hasn't reached it yet! In fact, their land is so unspoiled I don't think the war has even touched it.
-Not touched it?! What's this fairyland you talk of? There isn't one part of the world the war hasn't touched and destroyed at some point in our bloody history! A man exclaimed.
-Surely they've taken part of the war somehow?
-Taken part of, yes, you're right, their men has fought in our wars. Did you know some of this war's finest assassins and mercenaries actually come from the Silver Trees?
-Like who?
-Oh, you'd be suprised. The man with the beige suit waited to prolong the suspense. -Are you familiar with Grey and Blue?
-I heard their working for the our army now.
-Does this mean they're on our side?
-Stupid! They're mercenaries, they get paid to fight on our side.
-Blue, we need to leave, Grey said.
-But he knows us, if he sees us...
-Now!
But the man dressed in beige wasn't done yet.
-And.... the Shadow.
That sent the pub buzzing. Many men draw their breaths. The Shadow was well known and feared. An assassin that moved through the shadows, at least so was the myth. How could you kill a man who hid in the shadows?
Grey stopped and stood completely still. Sure she had heard about the Shadow before but never had she heard about him being from the Land of the Silver Trees. Maybe this Shadow was the man she was looking for?

I'm sorry for not posting anything lately (and with lately I mean months, SORRY!). To be honest the Merula-story wasn't going the in the direction I had hoped for so I had to stop and think. So I've been doing some thinking and I've come up with nothing. Oh well, not nothing just not anything good enough. So Merula is for now put on hold.
This scene above is from a story I've been working on for the last month, although the characters and the basic plot were created years ago. So the main characters are Grey and Blue, which of course aren't their real names as they work as mercenaries in a foreign country in a time of bitter war. Their true intent with their work is to find a certain man... and kill him.
I'm not revealing why in case I'll post something later on. Hope you enjoyed this little bit, although is was only a draft, it still has a lot of work to be done.

//J.L.Frick