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Date Posted: 23:47:23 04/17/03 Thu
This is the story of Brand and how he came to be. Brand is insane and its a tradgic story of what he lost. His mind.
Brand speared another vermin with his javelin. The rat fell with a scream that stopped abruptly. He still couldn't believe this. He was fighting a war for Salamandastron, ruled by Badger Lord Russano. Last season, he had been gathering watershrimp and about to be wedded. Now, he was killing countless vermin to save Salamandastron. Suddenly, a hare ran over to Brand.
"Russano getting the bloodwrath, watch out!" the hare cried. Brand nodded that he heard him. Suddenly, the hare pulled out a dirk and threw it over Brands shoulder. A ferret fell with a gurgle. The hare ran off and Brand looked after for a second. He didn’t even know the name of a beast who had saved his life. As he thrust at a stoat before him, he saw the hare get cut down, and not come back up. But he couldn’t do anything, He was being surrounded by over a score of vermin. As Brand fought for his life, he heard a sound that made his blood run cold.
“EULALIAAAAAAA” Russano whirled in, eyes red from the bloodwrath, swinging his mace in one paw, and a short piece of wood in the other, which he twirled expertly, even in the madness of the bloodwrath. He slew the vermin around Brand, but a short rat ran behind Brand hoping the badger wouldn’t see him. Brand turned and slew the vermin in one powerful hit with is javelin. Then, the world went dark and Brand fell unconscious, but not before feeling a terrible, terrible pain to his head.
When he woke up again, Brand was lying on a bed with something wrapped about his head. He got out of the bed and began to walk about. He was in a room with more beds like his, in a room made out of stone. As he looked out the window, he saw he was in a mountain! Suddenly a hare walked in the room.
“Oh thank goodness! I didn’t think you would make it! Your entire Holts here to see you, I’ll get them” And before brand could say anything, a bunch of strange otters walked in the room and began hugging him and some began to cry. They all began talking about something called Salamandastron and a battle. Finally, Brand was able to voice his question.
“Who are you all?” The otters stared at him in shock, and the hare rushed in and pushed them all out of the room, ignoring their cries of shock. The door was locked and Brand was left alone. Finally, when the sun was beginning to set, Brand heard the door’s key grating, and the door opened. A large badger walked in the room, followed by the hare, which Brand guessed, was a nurse of some kind.
“Hello Brand” the Badger began
“Whose Brand? Is he a picture?” Brand asked
“You are” replied the badger
“I’m a picture” asked Brand grinning
“No, you are Brand the otter” said the badger “Now, my name is Russano, and you, Brand were fighting in a war to rid my mountain of vermin, who wanted to take over and enslave. We beat them, but at a terrible price, many brave hares were lost, during the battle, I was taken by the bloodwrath, something that during battle, makes badgers go insane, and they can slay anybeast in their path, and not feel anything, may it be a sword blade to a arrowhead. You were surrounded and I beat the vermin off, but one hid behind you. I started to swing but you killed the vermin, even in the bloodwrath, I tried to stop my mace, but it was to late, I hit you and you fell. Some hares pulled you away, and the battle was soon finished when I killed the leader of the horde. You were cared for but did not move for four days, until today, when you woke up”
Brand nodded slowly and then smiled. He began to hop, and then sing “My name is Brand, Brand, Brand I am glad, glad, glad, I like to sing, sing, sing, and to bing, bing, bing!” Suddenly, Russano reached out a huge paw and grabbed Brand. He pulled him forwards and motioned for the otters crowed at the door to come in the room. A few hares were with them and they all stopped muttering at the look on Russano’s face as he looked into Brands eyes. He whispered his words, but everybeast present heard him, Brands soon to be wife burst into tears first, and the other otters and hares stared, unbelieving. How could this happen? How? It was unthinkable!
Russano’s words seemed to almost echo in the cave.
“The eyes of one broken, are a horrible sight…”
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