Well told lies
Fri, 2 Jun 2000, at 7:48 a.m. CST
Okami stopped at the Skara/Yew/Kinship/Britain cross roads and caught his
breath. His chest was throbbing now, mostly from running like hell from the
monsters in the area. He cursed his own stupidity for being unarmed. Hearing the
cries of the monsters around him, he quickly jogged up the road. Not much
Before he knew it, he was at the brigand fort, and he heard sounds of an epic
battle inside. He stopped to think before entering, then quickly slid through
the gates. Upon setting foot in the fort, he had to stop himself from laughing.
A troll was fighting the brigands! The troll was making easy work of them too,
and Okami realized that the brigands weapons were usually stored or discarded
inside the fort. Quickly looking around, he grabbed the only weapon he could
find. A poorly crafted halberd, that had a rusty look to it. Before he could
look around for a more suitable weapon, the troll had turned from the brigands,
and was barreling towards the ranger, with a huge war mace held high above his
Okami quickly hopped backwards, the mace barely missing him. Adjusting for the
weight of the halberd, he attempted to counterstrike, but over extended and left
himself open. The troll swung at Okami's shoulder in a sideways motion. Okami
closed his eyes and braced for the impact, which sent him flying to the fort
entrance. Dropping the halberd, Okami looked over at his destroyed shoulder and
winced. He then looked up, and saw the troll grinning wildly, mace primed for
the death blow. The troll brought the mace down straight on Okami's chest, where
a sickening crunch could be heard. Gasping for breath, Okami could feel the grey
realm calling him as the troll reached and grabbed his pack. Fluid began to
course into the ranger's throat as he saw the troll toss the pack aside and
return to the brigands, this time to gloat instead of fight.
Okami felt a set of hands pull him away from the fort, and fell unconscious from
He awoke a few hours later, with that feeling people get when freshly
ressurected. His body was intact, and his belongings were there, but the
soreness that had plagued him all week was noticeably worse. He looked around
and saw himself in the deep forest healers of Yew. An elderly man in brown robes
came to the rangers bedside.
"Ahh your awake..." The healer quickly poured a yellow potion down
Okamis throat, and he felt his body heal a little. "What the 'ell have ye
been doing lad? Yer body is a mess!"
Okami quickly recounted the times he had fell in the past week. The first being
when he chased Ryan into the front yard of the abbey, only to encounter twelve
empirials. That had been brutally quick and painful. Then later that day, an
arrow to the chest had sent him sprawling to the grey realm, where he had
remained for a night. The next day had brought another death experience, as two
ettins and a troll had surrounded him in the woods and pounded him with maces.
Then there was the duel with that Bishop fella, another hammer wielder. Then the
Okami shuddered slightly. He had only fell once, but it had been the worst. It
was when he was trying to save Aeeyia, only to have a drow shove a sword through
his chest. Okami sighed, remembering multiple falls against the Empirials after
that. It had been a violent week.
The healer looked at the ranger wide eyed. "Ye been hurting that long? Why
didn't ye have it checked out?"
Okami shrugged. "More important things to do..."
"By the Virtues! Lad, we healers can work miracles, but only limited ones.
If ye get yerself restored and still feel busted up, ye should get some
"I'll get my rest in the grave..." Okami stood, rubbing the soreness
out of his chest. He turned to walk out the door, and the healer yelled for him
"Lad, ye should know... Ye got several bruised ribs and one fractured. Ye
chest muscles are also severely bruised. Ye keep getting yerself killed, and ye
gonna find yerself to be a permanent spectre."
Okami slid his skullcap on and adjusted it. "That it?" The healer was
too dumbfounded to give a response. Okami quickly left and headed for the abbey,
findind Aeeyia's tracks along the way. He followed the trail to her boat, where
it looked like she was preparing for a trip.
Okami quickly spoke. "Hiya Hon...." Aeeyia glanced at him, and then
returned to her task.
Okami stammered a bit. "I been thinking about what ye said..."
Aeeyia glanced at Okami. "Yeh?"
Okami nodded quickly. Aeeyia kicked the gangplank out, and Okami hopped on the
ship. He quickly found a seat. "Yer right hon... I beat myself up too much
over things." Even if I do deserve it, he thought.
Aeeyia stopped and sat across from him. "So yeh realize everything bad that
happens t'me aint yer fault?"
Okami nodded. Just most of the bad things, he thought.
"And yeh realize ah don't need protecting?" Okami nodded again. Not
that it meant he was gonna stop trying.
"And yeh not gonna feel bad everytime I get hurt?" Okami nodded again.
Okay, so he was blatantly lying now.
He glanced up. "I'm still gonna feel a little bad, just not gonna destroy
myself over it..." Aeeyia nodded. "So I'm forgiven?" he asked.
"Silly, yeh didn't need forgiving..." Aeeyia smiled sweetly, and
Okami's heart sank once he noticed the bruises and cuts again. It'll get better,
"So where ya going?" He quickly changed the subject.
She held up two bottles and a fishing pole. "Ahm a going t' hunt
Okami forced a smile. "Want company?"
"Yeh!" She leaned down and hugged him tightly, causing him to wince.
"Did yah go see a healer like ye promised?"
"What'd he say?"
Okami looked her in the eyes. "He said it was nothing but a little
soreness, and that it would work itself out in a day or two." He rubbed his
chest lightly. Hey, there was no need to worry her right?
Aeeyia looked at him and nodded slowly. "Okee. I dont want ye fighting none
Okami nodded. An impossible promise too keep, but if it made her feel better.
Aeeyia smiled. "Well les go!" She began barking orders to the
tillerman, and the boat started moving.
Okami layed his head back, closed his eyes, and quietly drifted off to sleep.