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Date Posted: 02:17:56 11/29/99 Mon
Author: Sir D
Subject: Justin & Taleoron

Two riders were galloping through the field.
Lord Justin stopped his horse all at a sudden,
taking out a little piece of paper and inscribbing something on it, he passed it to Scar.
"Take this, and carry it along with the Dragon head to Keecadoran's hut. She will know what to do
once you give her the note."
"But master, aren't we to carry this head to that dreaded Tanzara creature immedieately?",
Scar replied, wondering.
"One thing at a time Scar. Now be on your way and hurry, I have something else I need to attend to first. I shall meet you
back at the castle."

Scar picked off the bag with Dragon head from Justin's head, barely holding it with his one good hand left.
Pain flash rushed through his body as he banged the bag against his still unhealed remains of the other arm.
Thoughs of revenge against Sir Dragzfuth passed through his mind, partly comforted by the hope that his poison dagger
perhaps finished the knight off...

Justin watched Scar ride off, thinking.
"The she-dragon bitch will discover yet what it means to mess with me, Lord Justin."
Kicking the horse with his heels he rode of swiftly in another direction...

****

Sir Taleoron walked the room, unease showing all over his face.
"What you suggest is nothing short of a cold blooded murder..." he spoke, "this goes way out of what I swore
to uphold as a knight..."

"It wouldn't be the first time you breached those wows, we both know that.", Justin interrupted, raising his voice.
"Besides this is a threat to our entire land we are dealing with here. She must be eliminated immediately!
It's slaying a monster we're talking about here. It's not like she were even human..."

"She may be a dragon, but we're talking about slaughtering a defensless creature.", Taleoron replied.

Justin looked back angrily,
"If you were to see her as I have you would never make the mistake to think her defensless. Why do you think I come to the
order of Six for help? Would I not be able to give the final blow easily myself?
She WILL be paralized instantly upon laying her hands on Tri-arcanoth's head, thanks to a little help from Keecadoran
magic, but the effect is short lasting and I want nothing to go wrong."

"Or perhaps you are just afraid to do the dirty work yourself and get blood on Your hands."
the knight snapped.

Lord Justin stood up, threat in his voice,"You dare defy Me, your commanding officer? Let's not forget who helped you to get
to this position you hold now, and at WHAT cost! Do not think that a knight of the Six is above my law. Just because
Sir Dragzfuth has managed to elude us so far it doesn't mean he won't get his deserved punishment in the end." his eyes
flairing up with malice.

Shaking his head, Taleoron turned away sighing.
"We shall do as you order, Lord Justin. My knights will be at the castle on time, with me in command. I will take
those that serve in the elite guard."

"Good. I will expect to meet you there then. I need to take my leave now." Justin rushed towards the door.

"And sir..." knight of the six stopped his lord just at the door.
Justin turned with expectation in his eyes.
Pausing a few moments, the old knight continued in a broken but determined voice.
"You may order me to do what you command, but you cannot order me to like it!"

"Noted... Sir Taleoron", spat out Justin, then left.

Sir Taleoron sat down, wandering around in thoughts.
"What has ever come to pass in this Wretched state... what happened to what order of Six was raised for?"
His mind travelling to think of the young fugitive knight.
"You know not how fortunate you were to be deemed fugitive... and escape this wretched charade of plots... Sir Magan of Dragzfuth..."

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