Tyrants. Dictatorship. Fascism. These are all things that many mythronians now felt were ruling them, and they rebbelled agaisnt them. John guyére, son of mythronians and born there,and living in that land for 20 years, felt that he HAD to do something to redeem the lost country that once, in his eyes, was noble. So he began a journey, putting the great quest to dwarven lands on hold.~ well, my new LOM episode, enjoy!
About this creation
Let's start with my new buddy icon, shall we?
And then mandatory cat tax....
And now the moc!
John,Edward, and Mathew the horse ranger walked along the road out that led to one of the gates in the city walls. It was early evening, and a slight wind breezed across their shoulders as they moved without a sound,under the shadow of a nearby building. They were to meet up with another ranger at a secret location, and they were only told the street, expected to work out the building. John stopped walking on the cracked pavement and turned to face them.
John- I feel eyes, watching eyes. Someone's viewing us. Now, listen. I can hear them breathing, nervous maybe.
Mathew interrupted and gripped the hilt of his sword and said- well, where are the eyes. The loud breathing has stopped, but I heard it for a while. Only s ranger could keep this quiet yet be so close.
John- *lighlty laughs* you have obviously not learned much in your training, have you? he smiled. look, the house beside it. There is not one like it in bodus, with its colours, and the light draft of an empty house comes from it. he knocked on the door. open up. Ranger!
A man in a grey hood openend the door. His face was mainly hidden, but you could tell that he was slightly disappointed. *sigh* well, I thought I could fool you, surprise you, maybe.
John looked at him and laughed. It was a nervous laugh,but he was in a good mood, but the thought of an impending quest niggled in the back of his mind. His laugh was carried far in the cold winter wind, and would have been heard for many streets around, had there been anyone to listen on the empty road.
Suddenly Edward ran foreword. look! he shouted, and pointed at an old man who was walking towards them with a spear, and watching them closely, like he was inspecting them. There was a strange air about him, and it seemed like the autom leaves made a path for him as he walked.
Edward and Mathew stood back, Mathew with his sword drawn. John just grinned at them and walked forward, shaking the old man by the hand.
John- nice to see you again, Barlon! You look well. John turned to his comrades.
John- this is my apprentice, Edward, and one of the horse Rangers, Mathew. I don't believe you've ever met.
The old man nodded at them, "a pleasure" he said.
John now laughed at Mathew and Edward's bemused, and slightly scared, faces. He explained to them. this is the wizard Barlon. He has been training me in the arts of magic since late June, and he is a good teacher, and I am learning fast. He is no threat, and will accompany us as we journey.
The house's door openend, and the man in the grey hood, Lauranso the horse ranger, peered out and quietly spoke to them. Barlon, I didn't know that you were coming! Anyway, come inside. We can't stand around for long in this cold, and who knows who may be watching us.
They walked in single file, and entered through the palisade oak door.
They were brought into the inside of the house, a bare room, and Lauranso the horse ranger stood at the back, flanked by Delmon- who was the leader of the nostrogel archers, and who point blankly refused to wear any uniform- they looked at the incoming men, obviously expecting them.
Lauranso- well, your senses are DEFINITLY improving, John. You can hear a ranger in a house beside you.
John- indeed, is that not why I'm your leader, hmm? Now, down to business- but firstly, I see this house has no furniture, why, exactly? Do you live here?
Lauranso- no, but it is right beside the city walls- i use it as a meeting place, its distinctive look does give it an advantage. Do you have arranged this meeting, and I gather we are leaving soon, but for where?
John- mythron. A city is rebelling, but is outnumbered severely. We and the men of nerouge just help to defend it, should it not be burned and ransacked by as dons evil men. You, Edward, barlon (whom Lauranso already knew) young Mathew here and I will all be going. he turned to Delman. this is where you come in. The orcs are attacking sometimes 10 times a week, and you are one of our best warriors. Your skills as a diplomat are well known, to. So I am leaving you in cahrge of, and with the keys of the city. I trust you will keep it in order!
Delman- I am touched, deeply. But why do you not bring an army, or at least all of the horse Rangers?
John- we must leave in secret. Even in our militia there are spies, I can tell by their body launguage. And we must make haste. Any day Saxons temper could change, and he would attack it rather then starving it. All the civilians- they could be murdered! There is safety here in nostrogel, or in nerouge, and if we can defeat the first army then help them Escape, then they could come here or to nerouge. It is the lives of poeple at stake. he glanced out the window, and by the movements of the sun worked out the time within a few seconds. I am travelling lightly, with only my bow and sword, but we must leave now, or we will indeed be too late. Lauranso, I trust you have our horses ready? Good. We depart immediately. Goodbye, Delman, and good luck!
And with that he dashed out of the door and headed straight for the stables, followed by his loyal company.
That story was rubbish. :( anyway......
BONUS PICS AND BUILD-
And finally this nice bonus-y picture of them all in the bare room.
So, the pavement work was actully quite good, before I accidentally tipped it over, started again, and now it looks......... Well, 😖
And another photo.....
And the top, very disappointed with this, very much so. Everyone else does white on black, so I thought I'd do Tudor style black on white! 😮
Quoting Classical Bricks
Interesting tudor style... I love the ground, though!
Thanks! It's hot that great, but heh, what do MOCer's do- we try things, and they don't work, sometimes, so we try again and do it even better. Thanks for your comment, though I sense a bit of white lying. :P~jd the Lego owl