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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5. Chapter 2 the quest

It was a hot and sticky midsummer afternoon. Mouse, Rose, and I were walking through the elven city of Northwood, when I saw the sign posted in the middle of the town square.
“Hey mouse, look at this!” I said, delighted with the prospect of another adventure.
“Ugh, we just finished a quest, cant it wait?” Mouse replied, groaning.
“Mouse, surely ye know by know, when Oreh decides to take up a quest, ye cant get his attention away from it…at least, until it does be completed,” Rose said, then encouraging me to go on she finished, “Go on Oreh, tell us wat it do be a sayin.”
“It says, ‘Brave and adventurous heroes wanted. Must not be afraid to die and wont run in the face of danger. Glory and fame will shine upon the faces of those who take up this quest. If you succeed and return alive, you will be greatly rewarded.’” I read, my voice laced with excitement. “This looks promising,” I told Mouse, “A quest full of danger and rewards.”
With that said, I started to walk over to the citys capital building.
“Wait!” Mouse exclaimed, “we don’t even know what the quest is, it could be a trap.”
“Well, lets go find out then,” I told her smiling. “Besides, we can always turn it down if we must.” and I turned back around and kept on walking.
“That great buffoon is going to get himself killed one day, walking into who knows what without any help.” she grumbled, stalking after me.
The city hall was the only building actually on the ground, and built of the plane gray stone of human citys. The two columns framing the doorway were created to look like the ancient trees that grew in their home land. Groves of these trees now grow in selective areas to remind the elves of their lost homes. The pillars were expertly carved, and although they were made of stone, at first glance they looked real. The same intricate artwork went into the rest of the building. Birds, wolves, rabbits, and other creatures of the wild places of the forests were carved into the walls and doors of the hall.
We stared at these carvings as we walked to the council chamber where the town officials hold their meetings. The door to the chamber was wide open when we arrived, and looked as though a meeting had just been adjourned. Looking in the room from the door way, we saw the same expertly carved artwork on the walls and ceiling of this room that was in the hallway. The only difference was the pattern in which they appeared. They showed of an elven lady, walking through a forest. Beside her was a silvery white unicorn and a young emerald dragon. Flying high above her was an eagle of the brightest gold. Birds were sitting on the branches, and dear bowed their heads to the ground. At the lady’s waste was a beautiful sword, and a crown of silver adorned her head. Placed carefully on her forehead was a single sapphire, dangling from the silver crown.
“Beautiful carving is it not?” A soft voice said from behind us, startling me out of my thoughts. “Come, sit down. Tell me what you came to say,” he said, making his way to the cherry wood desk. So, we went in the room and sat down.
“We came about the request for hero’s,” I told the lord, who couldn’t have been any older than about twenty.
“Ah, yes. Well, as you know, there is a reward at the end of the quest if you decide to take it. So far, we have had a dozen attempts, and none of them were successful. You see the crown that Lady Elsha is wearing?” he asked us, with a hopeful expression on his face.
“Yes, its very beautiful, and looks as though it is worth a lot.” Mouse replied, staring intently at the carving on the wall he indicated.
“Yes, it is my lady,” he said, as a flash of surprise lit his face for a second before returning to its cool expression. “It belonged to the high lady’s of the elves, and was first noticed to be missing after Lady Elsha disappeared. We have narrowed down the places we think the crown might be located about here, near the mountains of the sun.” He said pointing to a tall mountain range on a map. “No one has seen her or the crown for a few centuries, and we are beginning to think the worst. We need brave heroes to find the crown, and if possible, Lady Elsha, and return them to us.” he finished, his gaze resting on the three of us in turn.
“We can handle it,” Mouse said, smiling.
“I’m sure you can my lady. I wish you the best of luck on this journey.” he replied, smiling in return. “But, I must warn you that the Orkarn have been spotted at the conjunction of the forest and the planes, and they are always watching.”
“Why do you keep calling Mouse a lady?” I asked him curiously, disregarding his comment about the Orkarn.
“Why, because she is sir, she is the high lady, and princess of the Pryllanieska. Did you not know this?” he replied, looking at me as though I was an idiot.
“Um…my lord?” Mouse started.
“Sir Luc, if it pleases you my lady,” he interrupted.
“Sir Luc,” she started again, “I never told him of my heritage. I didn’t want to loose a possible friend.”
“Ah,” he replied with a grin. “Yes, I know what that’s like,” turning to me he said, “Protect her. She is destined for great things. Guard her with your life if necessary.” With that, he dismissed us, staring at the carving in the wall.
Out side the city hall, we saw horses with gear for all weather waiting at the steps. Airgead Realta, my mare was among them. A few elves waited holding the horses lead lines, They are waiting for us, I thought. When the elves saw us they bowed, and handed me the reigns.
“My Lady Mouse, Sir Oreh we wish you the best of luck on this quest. Everything you may need has been packed, and we ask you to allow two of our order to come along, if at all possible.” an elf told us, smiling.
“Which two were you planning on sending?” Mouse asked patiently.
“Aeirn Rosgéad and Dárik Donnacadh, step forward please,” The elf said. “My Lady, Aeirn and Dárik are the best fighters, trackers, and sorcerers, of all the elves,” she said. “They have volunteered to join you on your quest, and help regain Lady Elsha’s crown.” With that, all the elves except two left the clearing.
Aeirn was average height for a wood elf, five feet four inches. Light green eyes were framed by arched eyebrows and high cheek bones; pointed ears poked out of waist length honey brown hair. There was an ageless beauty to her. She wore a hooded cloak of green and brown, and a dark green tunic, with a light brown vest over it. On her feet were a pair of brown leather boots, the same color as her vest.
Dárik wore the opposite colors of Aeirn. He was six feet tall, about the size of a high elf. His brilliant blue eyes were framed by high cheek bones, and arched eyebrows. His blond hair brushed his chin, framing his handsome elfish face. He looked like a prince on the hunt. Both Dárik and Aeirn had elegant horses, and once again, they were the exact opposite. While Aeirn’s mare was pure white with a black sock on her right foreleg. Dárik’s stallion was the color of midnight black, with a white sock on his right foreleg.
They both carried a sword and quiver at their hips, and bows on their backs, as well as two handed swords and a shield attached to their saddle bows.
“My lady, sir,” Aeirn said, “We would be honored to join your company.”
“You have an amazing horse Sir Oreh,” said Dárik, “She tells me you are kind to her. It is nice to see that some humans are still kind to animals.”
“Thank you Dárik.” I replied, smiling at him. “She is my favorite horse, and I would not trade her, even if I was offered the world.” I finished, stroking Airgead’s nose.
“All right already,” said Rose, “Let us be gettin’ on to our quest!” And off she went.
We decided to leave town that night, so we could have the cover of darkness to hide our group from watching eyes. Even though Mouse was our scout, I had learned my lesson about being unwatchful, so I paid close attention to our surroundings.
Northwood was much more beautiful at night. Golden gort muin and peithe twined about the trees. So many types of trees in the beautiful forest, more varieties then I have even seen at once. Dair and eadha, suil and ailm, even uath and ruis, growing in clusters and groves. Even though the forest was thick with these giant trees, the path through was clear. We never once strayed from the path, for the moon lit it, guiding us through the treacherous forest.
When we got far enough away from the elven city, we set up camp. We continued like this for days, traveling from the mid of night to mid day the next, and resting from midday to the mid of night.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .It was a hot and sticky midsummer afternoon. Mouse, Rose, and I were walking through the elven city of Northwood, when I saw the sign posted in the middle of the town square.
“Hey mouse, look at this!” I said, delighted with the prospect of another adventure.
“Ugh, we just finished a quest, cant it wait?” Mouse replied, groaning.
“Mouse, surely ye know by know, when Oreh decides to take up a quest, ye cant get his attention away from it…at least, until it does be completed,” Rose said, then encouraging me to go on she finished, “Go on Oreh, tell us wat it do be a sayin.”
“It says, ‘Brave and adventurous heroes wanted. Must not be afraid to die and wont run in the face of danger. Glory and fame will shine upon the faces of those who take up this quest. If you succeed and return alive, you will be greatly rewarded.’” I read, my voice laced with excitement. “This looks promising,” I told Mouse, “A quest full of danger and rewards.”
With that said, I started to walk over to the citys capital building.
“Wait!” Mouse exclaimed, “we don’t even know what the quest is, it could be a trap.”
“Well, lets go find out then,” I told her smiling. “Besides, we can always turn it down if we must.” and I turned back around and kept on walking.
“That great buffoon is going to get himself killed one day, walking into who knows what without any help.” she grumbled, stalking after me.
The city hall was the only building actually on the ground, and built of the plane gray stone of human citys. The two columns framing the doorway were created to look like the ancient trees that grew in their home land. Groves of these trees now grow in selective areas to remind the elves of their lost homes. The pillars were expertly carved, and although they were made of stone, at first glance they looked real. The same intricate artwork went into the rest of the building. Birds, wolves, rabbits, and other creatures of the wild places of the forests were carved into the walls and doors of the hall.
We stared at these carvings as we walked to the council chamber where the town officials hold their meetings. The door to the chamber was wide open when we arrived, and looked as though a meeting had just been adjourned. Looking in the room from the door way, we saw the same expertly carved artwork on the walls and ceiling of this room that was in the hallway. The only difference was the pattern in which they appeared. They showed of an elven lady, walking through a forest. Beside her was a silvery white unicorn and a young emerald dragon. Flying high above her was an eagle of the brightest gold. Birds were sitting on the branches, and dear bowed their heads to the ground. At the lady’s waste was a beautiful sword, and a crown of silver adorned her head. Placed carefully on her forehead was a single sapphire, dangling from the silver crown.
“Beautiful carving is it not?” A soft voice said from behind us, startling me out of my thoughts. “Come, sit down. Tell me what you came to say,” he said, making his way to the cherry wood desk. So, we went in the room and sat down.
“We came about the request for hero’s,” I told the lord, who couldn’t have been any older than about twenty.
“Ah, yes. Well, as you know, there is a reward at the end of the quest if you decide to take it. So far, we have had a dozen attempts, and none of them were successful. You see the crown that Lady Elsha is wearing?” he asked us, with a hopeful expression on his face.
“Yes, its very beautiful, and looks as though it is worth a lot.” Mouse replied, staring intently at the carving on the wall he indicated.
“Yes, it is my lady,” he said, as a flash of surprise lit his face for a second before returning to its cool expression. “It belonged to the high lady’s of the elves, and was first noticed to be missing after Lady Elsha disappeared. We have narrowed down the places we think the crown might be located about here, near the mountains of the sun.” He said pointing to a tall mountain range on a map. “No one has seen her or the crown for a few centuries, and we are beginning to think the worst. We need brave heroes to find the crown, and if possible, Lady Elsha, and return them to us.” he finished, his gaze resting on the three of us in turn.
“We can handle it,” Mouse said, smiling.
“I’m sure you can my lady. I wish you the best of luck on this journey.” he replied, smiling in return. “But, I must warn you that the Orkarn have been spotted at the conjunction of the forest and the planes, and they are always watching.”
“Why do you keep calling Mouse a lady?” I asked him curiously, disregarding his comment about the Orkarn.
“Why, because she is sir, she is the high lady, and princess of the Pryllanieska. Did you not know this?” he replied, looking at me as though I was an idiot.
“Um…my lord?” Mouse started.
“Sir Luc, if it pleases you my lady,” he interrupted.
“Sir Luc,” she started again, “I never told him of my heritage. I didn’t want to loose a possible friend.”
“Ah,” he replied with a grin. “Yes, I know what that’s like,” turning to me he said, “Protect her. She is destined for great things. Guard her with your life if necessary.” With that, he dismissed us, staring at the carving in the wall.
Out side the city hall, we saw horses with gear for all weather waiting at the steps. Airgead Realta, my mare was among them. A few elves waited holding the horses lead lines, They are waiting for us, I thought. When the elves saw us they bowed, and handed me the reigns.
“My Lady Mouse, Sir Oreh we wish you the best of luck on this quest. Everything you may need has been packed, and we ask you to allow two of our order to come along, if at all possible.” an elf told us, smiling.
“Which two were you planning on sending?” Mouse asked patiently.
“Aeirn Rosgéad and Dárik Donnacadh, step forward please,” The elf said. “My Lady, Aeirn and Dárik are the best fighters, trackers, and sorcerers, of all the elves,” she said. “They have volunteered to join you on your quest, and help regain Lady Elsha’s crown.” With that, all the elves except two left the clearing.
Aeirn was average height for a wood elf, five feet four inches. Light green eyes were framed by arched eyebrows and high cheek bones; pointed ears poked out of waist length honey brown hair. There was an ageless beauty to her. She wore a hooded cloak of green and brown, and a dark green tunic, with a light brown vest over it. On her feet were a pair of brown leather boots, the same color as her vest.
Dárik wore the opposite colors of Aeirn. He was six feet tall, about the size of a high elf. His brilliant blue eyes were framed by high cheek bones, and arched eyebrows. His blond hair brushed his chin, framing his handsome elfish face. He looked like a prince on the hunt. Both Dárik and Aeirn had elegant horses, and once again, they were the exact opposite. While Aeirn’s mare was pure white with a black sock on her right foreleg. Dárik’s stallion was the color of midnight black, with a white sock on his right foreleg.
They both carried a sword and quiver at their hips, and bows on their backs, as well as two handed swords and a shield attached to their saddle bows.
“My lady, sir,” Aeirn said, “We would be honored to join your company.”
“You have an amazing horse Sir Oreh,” said Dárik, “She tells me you are kind to her. It is nice to see that some humans are still kind to animals.”
“Thank you Dárik.” I replied, smiling at him. “She is my favorite horse, and I would not trade her, even if I was offered the world.” I finished, stroking Airgead’s nose.
“All right already,” said Rose, “Let us be gettin’ on to our quest!” And off she went.
We decided to leave town that night, so we could have the cover of darkness to hide our group from watching eyes. Even though Mouse was our scout, I had learned my lesson about being unwatchful, so I paid close attention to our surroundings.
Northwood was much more beautiful at night. Golden gort muin and peithe twined about the trees. So many types of trees in the beautiful forest, more varieties then I have even seen at once. Dair and eadha, suil and ailm, even uath and ruis, growing in clusters and groves. Even though the forest was thick with these giant trees, the path through was clear. We never once strayed from the path, for the moon lit it, guiding us through the treacherous forest.
When we got far enough away from the elven city, we set up camp. We continued like this for days, traveling from the mid of night to mid day the next, and resting from midday to the mid of night.
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