The Heros Quest Chronicles: Orehs Adventure by Megan McClung

The world is changing, and nothing anyone can do will stop it. Only the Hero's of legend can keep the world from falling into darkness and despair. Will they succeed? Or will they fail and plunge the world of Arantarios into a never ending cycle of terror?

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4. Chapter 1 cont

swallowed whole by a Mesonychoteuthis hamiltoni.
“So, if she’s not a pet…” I asked, startled by the badgers reaction.
“Will ye stop talkin’ like I cant understand ye?!” Rose interrupted once again.
“Ok, Rose? Will you stop badgering the human?” Mouse told her. After all, I think she could tell I was getting quite annoyed by the badgers incessant interruptions.
“Ah, and why would I be doing that?” She retorted, smirking at Mouse.
“Roseylla, go hunt some rats,” Mouse replied, glaring at her badger.
“Fine,” she growled, “But if ‘n he starts a callin’ me a pet a gain…” She left the threat hanging in the air as she stalked off to do as she was told.
“Roseylla is my friend, and companion. I am a Badger Rider, and a protector of the Pryllanieska,” Mouse told me. “Although, Rose does tend to over exaggerate when someone, especially a human, who doesn’t know much about us say something she finds insulting.”
“That makes sense,” I said staring after Rose. “I was wondering why she was acting like that.”
“Yes, most people do. Now, What are you doing out here with no supplies?” She asked, changing the subject from her ‘companion’.
“Well, it all happened like this…” and I told her my story. How I had decided to hunt one of the dragons of Storm Mountain and how I got kicked out of town.
“Well, that does be quite the story. Now, do be telling us why ye are really here or I shall bite ye.” Rose said from behind me, making me once again jump out of my skin.
“Rose! That was very rude,” Mouse snapped at her badger. “And did I not ask you to not interrupt?”
“Actually, that dost be him. And, I do not be believing that he be telling the truth. Let us be a taking him to the council,” Rose said glaring at me.
“No, lets not. I have decided to help him. Now, seeing as all his gear is still in town, we need to retrieve it for him since he cant go himself,” Mouse said grinning at the thought.
“But…how can you? I mean, its not like you can carry my gear or saddle my horse!” I told her confused.
“Oh, I have my ways,” Mouse replied, entranced with the thought of a challenge. “I will lead you to a place where you can rest safely for the night, and then, Rose and I will gather your belongings.”
“Mouse!” Rose exclaimed, “Why do I have to be helpin’ collect his gear? If it be up to me, Id be curled up at home in safety, and not even be havin’ this conversation.”
“Because, Rose, I cant see well at night, and you can. Besides I need you to get me to the town with enough time to have his belongings here when he awakens.” And off we went. True to her word, Mouse took me to a place I could rest safely, and then went to get my belongings.
The next morning, as Mouse had said, all my belongings where at the hiding place with me, including my silvery white mare named Airgead Realta, or Silver Star in the old tongue. She is fifteen hands from hoof to shoulder, her nose and ears are like velvet, and her coat is like silk. Her hooves are silver and her eyes are of golden amber. She is a war horse, despite her docile nature. And, she always seems to know exactly how you feel. She could also sense danger, which saved my life multiple times before.
As I was thinking, and remembering my past adventures with my faithful companion and long time friend, Roseylla snuck up behind me and bit me hard on the wrist.
“Ow!” I shouted, jerking my throbbing hand out of her grasp and started to clean and bandage the marks. “What was that for?”
“That, does be for leaving yer companion at the town,” Rose growled. “I did be believin’ that ye humans had more sense than that.”
“I didn’t try to leave Airgead behind, they threw me out before I had the chance to collect my belongings.” I told her, trying to keep my temper under control.
“That dost not be wat the innkeeper said. She was under the impression that ye left without any warnin’,” she replied, in a lofty tone.
“Ah, but there was a few guards that mentioned kicking out a man named Oreh, for similar reasons that this Oreh gave, and Oreh isn’t all that common of a name you know,” Mouse commented.
“All right, fine. He didn’t be leaven his friend on purpose, but, he did still be deservin’ being bit,” Roseylla said, glaring at me.
“Why do you say that? What did I ever do to you?” I exclaimed as I started to loose my temper.
“Ye called me a pet that’s wat ye did. Oh, and before I forget, ye did not apologize,” she retorted, smirking at me.
“I am very sorry I called you a pet,” I said. “Now, thank you both for all of the help, but I really should get going now. I must continue my quest,” I said, saddling my mare and packing the rest of my gear into the saddle bags.
“Whoa, wait there just one minute buko. You don’t mean to say you are leaving without us?” Mouse asked, “We are coming whether you like it or not.”
As I was about to argue with her on this subject, I looked down at the figure sitting on a badger and decided to let her come on my journey, because, I could tell from the expression on her face, that no matter what I did, I would not be able to stop her from coming along.
“And that, is the story of how Oreh met Mouse,” I told my audience, “But, there is still more to tell. They had lots of adventures together, but none as dangerous and thrilling as the one that took them through the Mountains of the Sun…”
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .swallowed whole by a Mesonychoteuthis hamiltoni.
“So, if she’s not a pet…” I asked, startled by the badgers reaction.
“Will ye stop talkin’ like I cant understand ye?!” Rose interrupted once again.
“Ok, Rose? Will you stop badgering the human?” Mouse told her. After all, I think she could tell I was getting quite annoyed by the badgers incessant interruptions.
“Ah, and why would I be doing that?” She retorted, smirking at Mouse.
“Roseylla, go hunt some rats,” Mouse replied, glaring at her badger.
“Fine,” she growled, “But if ‘n he starts a callin’ me a pet a gain…” She left the threat hanging in the air as she stalked off to do as she was told.
“Roseylla is my friend, and companion. I am a Badger Rider, and a protector of the Pryllanieska,” Mouse told me. “Although, Rose does tend to over exaggerate when someone, especially a human, who doesn’t know much about us say something she finds insulting.”
“That makes sense,” I said staring after Rose. “I was wondering why she was acting like that.”
“Yes, most people do. Now, What are you doing out here with no supplies?” She asked, changing the subject from her ‘companion’.
“Well, it all happened like this…” and I told her my story. How I had decided to hunt one of the dragons of Storm Mountain and how I got kicked out of town.
“Well, that does be quite the story. Now, do be telling us why ye are really here or I shall bite ye.” Rose said from behind me, making me once again jump out of my skin.
“Rose! That was very rude,” Mouse snapped at her badger. “And did I not ask you to not interrupt?”
“Actually, that dost be him. And, I do not be believing that he be telling the truth. Let us be a taking him to the council,” Rose said glaring at me.
“No, lets not. I have decided to help him. Now, seeing as all his gear is still in town, we need to retrieve it for him since he cant go himself,” Mouse said grinning at the thought.
“But…how can you? I mean, its not like you can carry my gear or saddle my horse!” I told her confused.
“Oh, I have my ways,” Mouse replied, entranced with the thought of a challenge. “I will lead you to a place where you can rest safely for the night, and then, Rose and I will gather your belongings.”
“Mouse!” Rose exclaimed, “Why do I have to be helpin’ collect his gear? If it be up to me, Id be curled up at home in safety, and not even be havin’ this conversation.”
“Because, Rose, I cant see well at night, and you can. Besides I need you to get me to the town with enough time to have his belongings here when he awakens.” And off we went. True to her word, Mouse took me to a place I could rest safely, and then went to get my belongings.
The next morning, as Mouse had said, all my belongings where at the hiding place with me, including my silvery white mare named Airgead Realta, or Silver Star in the old tongue. She is fifteen hands from hoof to shoulder, her nose and ears are like velvet, and her coat is like silk. Her hooves are silver and her eyes are of golden amber. She is a war horse, despite her docile nature. And, she always seems to know exactly how you feel. She could also sense danger, which saved my life multiple times before.
As I was thinking, and remembering my past adventures with my faithful companion and long time friend, Roseylla snuck up behind me and bit me hard on the wrist.
“Ow!” I shouted, jerking my throbbing hand out of her grasp and started to clean and bandage the marks. “What was that for?”
“That, does be for leaving yer companion at the town,” Rose growled. “I did be believin’ that ye humans had more sense than that.”
“I didn’t try to leave Airgead behind, they threw me out before I had the chance to collect my belongings.” I told her, trying to keep my temper under control.
“That dost not be wat the innkeeper said. She was under the impression that ye left without any warnin’,” she replied, in a lofty tone.
“Ah, but there was a few guards that mentioned kicking out a man named Oreh, for similar reasons that this Oreh gave, and Oreh isn’t all that common of a name you know,” Mouse commented.
“All right, fine. He didn’t be leaven his friend on purpose, but, he did still be deservin’ being bit,” Roseylla said, glaring at me.
“Why do you say that? What did I ever do to you?” I exclaimed as I started to loose my temper.
“Ye called me a pet that’s wat ye did. Oh, and before I forget, ye did not apologize,” she retorted, smirking at me.
“I am very sorry I called you a pet,” I said. “Now, thank you both for all of the help, but I really should get going now. I must continue my quest,” I said, saddling my mare and packing the rest of my gear into the saddle bags.
“Whoa, wait there just one minute buko. You don’t mean to say you are leaving without us?” Mouse asked, “We are coming whether you like it or not.”
As I was about to argue with her on this subject, I looked down at the figure sitting on a badger and decided to let her come on my journey, because, I could tell from the expression on her face, that no matter what I did, I would not be able to stop her from coming along.
“And that, is the story of how Oreh met Mouse,” I told my audience, “But, there is still more to tell. They had lots of adventures together, but none as dangerous and thrilling as the one that took them through the Mountains of the Sun…”
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