Frumer found this in the archives would you be willing to correct spelling errors and add more detail?
Old freinds
Rain beat down hard on the rooftops in the village of rodun as a small Man crept through the street he was making way towards a building that out stood the others. All that surrounded him were houses and a small guard tower. He looked back and forth nervously . As he neared the building he sighed and shot a glance at the sign above the door it read "Ruduns inn" . He wasted no time in taking a rest on the steps as he usually did but opened the door and entered. As he removed his hood it revealed his wet grey hair he squinted at the bright lights there was cheering laughing and talking he walked to the counter in the front the innkeeper came up with a smile.
"What brings you here" he asked" the news"
"What news"Asked the little man.
" Then you haven't heard have you"
"No and I don't want to" Said the little man
"Why are you acting quite strange tonight" said the inn keeper.
"I'm just tired" yawned the man
"Well then lets get you a room"
"Yes that Will work perfect"
"Okay" said the inn keeper as he walked away. The man looked around the room searching eagerly for someone until the innkeeper came back.
"Well here's the key" whispered the innkeeper as he leaned on the counter. The man slowly took the key.
"Why are you whispering" asked the man
"I can tell you're keeping a secret" replied the innkeeper
"Well if I am I can't tell you"
" Well then I guess I have to figure out myself"
"That you will never do"
"Ok just forget that I know you have a secret are you hungry"
"Oh yes I would like some hot stew if can get that for me" said the man.
"Ok well just go sit down somewhere and I'll bring it"
The man walked around the big room there were oil lamps hanging from the ceiling a fire in the corner crackled he smelt a sweet smell of mint in the air then he walked over to a window and looked out at the dark night. He then sighed and sat at a table in the corner of the room.
The man yawned and looked around the room to see a barbaric man was staring at him as he tore at the meat in his hand he licked his fingers and arose. The little man put his hand on the hilt of his sword as he drew it the golden dragon on the hilt flashed the barbaric man drew two axes in amazement
"Golunur" he mumbled. Suddenly a man that sat in the corner arose and drew back his cape revealing the golden dragon on the hilt of his sword and he drew it in a flash. The barbaric man looked at both of them and sat back down in his chair grumbling. The men put their swords away and walked up to each other.
"Are you Randan the knight" asked the little man
"Yes" replied the knight"and are you Gundan"
"I am" said the little man.
Randan smiled" my friend" he said "you have shrunk"
"I have" he said "this time you are taller then me"
"Well come sit down"said Randan.
They both walked to the small table in the corner and sat down Randan picked up a piece of warm bread and handed it to Gundan who ate it heartily they both sat in silence eating warm bread and drinking refreshing ale. After a while the innkeeper walked up with a warm bowl of stew. Gundan handed him three copper coins.
"Would you like something else Randan" asked the innkeeper
"No" replied Randan"the warm bread is enough"
"And you Gundan"asked the innkeeper
"No sir I don't need anything else thank you though"
"Okay if you need anything else just let me know"
Old friends
Rain beat down hard on the rooftops in the village of Rodun as a small man crept through the street, making his way towards a building that stood out among the others. All that surrounded him were houses and a small guard tower. He looked back and forth nervously. As he neared the building, he sighed and shot a glance at the sign above the door which read "Rodun's Inn". He wasted no time in taking a rest on the steps as he usually did, but opened the door and entered. As he removed his hood, it revealed his wet grey hair. He squinted at the bright lights, hearing cheering, laughing, and talking. He walked to the counter in the front, where the innkeeper came up with a smile.
"What brings you here?" he asked.
"The news," replied the little man.
"What news?" asked the innkeeper.
"You haven't heard, have you?"
"No, and I don't want to," said the little man.
"Why are you acting quite strange tonight?" said the innkeeper.
"I'm just tired," yawned the man.
"Well then, let's get you a room."
"Yes, that will work perfectly."
"Okay," said the innkeeper as he walked away. The man looked around the room eagerly searching for someone until the innkeeper came back.
"Well, here's the key," whispered the innkeeper as he leaned on the counter. The man slowly took the key.
"Why are you whispering?" asked the man.
"I can tell you're keeping a secret," replied the innkeeper.
"Well, if I am, I can't tell you."
"Well, then I guess I have to figure it out myself."
"You will never do that."
"Just forget that I know you have a secret. Are you hungry?"
"Oh yes, I would like some hot stew if you can get that for me," said the man.
"Okay, well just go sit down somewhere and I'll bring it."
The man walked around the big room, noticing oil lamps hanging from the ceiling and a fire crackling in the corner. The smell of mint lingered in the air. He walked over to a window and looked out at the dark night before sighing and sitting at a table in the corner of the room.
The man yawned and looked around the room to see a barbaric man staring at him as he tore at the meat in his hand. The little man put his hand on the hilt of his sword as he drew it, the golden dragon on the hilt flashing. The barbaric man drew two axes in amazement.
"Golunur," he mumbled. Suddenly, a man sitting in the corner arose and drew back his cape, revealing the golden dragon on the hilt of his sword as he drew it in a flash. The barbaric man looked at both of them and sat back down in his chair, grumbling. The men put their swords away and walked up to each other.
"Are you Randan the knight?" asked the little man.
"Yes," replied the knight, "and are you Gundan?"
"I am," said the little man.
Randan smiled. "My friend," he said, "you have shrunk."
"I have," he said, "this time you are taller than me."
"Come sit down," said Randan.
They both walked to the small table in the corner and sat down. Randan picked up a piece of warm bread and handed it to Gundan, who ate it heartily. They both sat in silence, eating warm bread and drinking refreshing ale. After a while, the innkeeper walked up with a warm bowl of stew. Gundan handed him three copper coins.
"Would you like something else, Randan?" asked the innkeeper.
"No, the warm bread is enough," replied Randan.
"And you, Gundan?" asked the innkeeper.
"No, sir, I don't need anything else. Thank you, though."
"Okay, if you need anything else, just let me know."
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Old Friends
The rain pounded relentlessly on the rooftops of the village of Rodun as a diminutive figure stealthily made his way through the deserted streets. He navigated towards a building that stood out among the rest, surrounded by modest houses and a small guard tower. Glancing nervously back and forth, he finally approached the establishment bearing a sign that proclaimed its name - "Rodun's Inn". Without pausing on the steps as he typically did, the weather-worn man pushed open the door and stepped inside. As he removed his drenched hood, his grey hair glistened under the bright lights emanating from within. The room was alive with the joyous sounds of patrons engaged in revelry - cheering, laughing, and exchanging tales.
Making his way towards the front counter, the innkeeper greeted him with a warm smile. "What brings you here?" inquired the innkeeper.
"The news," the little man replied stoically.
"What news?" probed the innkeeper.
"You haven't heard, have you?" the man retorted.
"No, and I don't want to," the little man replied, his weariness palpable.
"Why are you acting so peculiar tonight?" the innkeeper pressed.
"I'm just tired," the man confessed with a weary yawn.
"Very well then, let's get you a room," suggested the innkeeper.
"Yes, that will suffice," the man agreed.
As the innkeeper walked away to prepare the room, the little man looked around the bustling inn with anticipation, scanning the crowd for a familiar face. Upon the innkeeper's return, he was handed the key in a hushed exchange.
"Why the secrecy?" the man inquired.
"I can sense you're harboring a secret," the innkeeper observed.
"Well, if I am, I cannot divulge it," the man replied cryptically.
"In that case, I shall endeavor to unravel it myself," the innkeeper mused.
"I doubt you will succeed," the man retorted.
"Very well. Let us keep that mystery for the time being. Are you in need of sustenance?" the innkeeper asked.
"Oh yes, a bowl of hot stew would be much appreciated," the man replied.
"Please, find a seat and I shall bring it to you shortly," the innkeeper offered.
Wandering through the room adorned with hanging oil lamps and a crackling fire in the corner, the man was enveloped in the comforting scent of mint. He peered out of a window into the dark, rainy night before settling down at a table in a secluded corner.
As the man sat, a rugged individual across the room caught his eye. Engrossed in devouring a meal, the barbaric figure noticed the little man and rose menacingly. Instinctively, the man's hand reached for the hilt of his sword, the golden dragon emblem glinting in the flickering light. In awe, the barbaric man brandished two axes, muttering under his breath.
"Golunur," he murmured. Suddenly, a figure in the shadows rose, unfurling his cape to reveal the same golden dragon on his sword hilt as he drew the blade in one swift motion. The barbaric man, now confronted by two formidable foes, reluctantly resumed his seat, grumbling in defeat. The men sheathed their weapons and approached each other.
"Are you Randan the knight?" questioned the little man.
"Yes," affirmed the knight. "And are you Gundan?"
"I am," confirmed the little man.
Randan smiled warmly. "My old friend, you seem to have diminished in stature," he observed.
"It appears so," Gundan chuckled, "this time, you tower over me."
"Come, let us sit and catch up," Randan invited.
The companions settled at a small table in a secluded corner. Randan extended a piece of warm bread to Gundan, who accepted it eagerly. In a companionable silence, they savored the bread and refreshing ale brought by the innkeeper. After a while, the innkeeper returned with a steaming bowl of stew, which Gundan paid for promptly.
"Will you require anything else, Randan?" the innkeeper inquired.
"No, the bread suffices for now," Randan replied.
"And for you, Gundan?" queried the innkeeper.
"I am content, thank you, sir," Gundan answered gratefully.
"Should you have any further needs, do not hesitate to call upon me," the innkeeper offered before departing.
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Then the innkeeper looked around and walked away. Gundan slowly sipped the stew and looked at his friend.
"Well" he said" what's this news I've heard about"
"The people are raising an army to drive the barbarians out of our village the innkeeper thought you had come to help"
"I would help but I've got a different reason for being here" said Gundan
"And what is that"
Gundan leaned closer to his friend and whispered.
"Goloran has found a mysterious sword it is in Rovil that sword can help him wipe out everything but we need to find and be rid of it "
Randan sighed "the people are counting on me to help drive out the barbarians"he said. Gundan sat silently for a moment "then well both drive out the barbarians...... Oh wait I can't do that"
"Well then you go on ahead and well drive out the barbarians and I can catch up afterwards"
"Those roads are swarming with barbarians"Said Gundan" I'd die before you make it"
"Remember you are a knight of Golunor strong and tricking"
"You're right I was able to survive in the wilderness as a child"
"At least there weren't any as many barbarians then"
"The barbarians were like flies in that forest"
"Oh so that's where they were during my fathers time"
"So where's is your father now"
"He's gone to the Crusader Kingdom far to old to fight these barbarians"
"Any other news" asked Gundan.
"A few other knights of Gulunor have come forth to face the barbarians they have had great success"
"You know their names?"
"No I don't ".
They sat in silence the room was now quiet everyone was gone but one man who sat in the corner reading a note in the candlelight.
He arose and walked to the table where the knights sat.
" Excuse me sirs are you Gundan and Randan the knights of Gulunor"
Gundan arose and looked at the man who had white hair and crystallized armor his sword had a giant snake on the hilt. The man covered it with his cloak and sat down next to Randan.
"Yes we are" said Gundan " I am Gundan and he is Randan"
"I am Fundan the silver knight" said the man "I've come this way clearing the land of the barbarians"
Randan sat in thought for a few moments then he spoke
"Fundan the fake" he said "I know who you are the silver knight of barain"
"Huh" said Fundan "there are many Fundans Fundan the Black, Fundan the silent and many more"
"How will you convince me you are not the fake Silver Knight"
"The sword, the snake hilt"
Fundan held out the sword Randan took it and examined it.
"Well" he said "you are the silver knight but why the crystal armor"
"It lights my way at night and keeps barbaric beasts away"
"I'm going to bed now" said Gundan.
"I guess me too" said Randan.
Gundan and Randan both walked to their rooms when Gundan entered he saw a small oil lamp on a desk and a small table with a cup and bowl their was a small cotton bed in the corner he took off his sheath and belt and stuck them under his bed then he walked over to the door and locked it he went across the room opened a drawer on the desk and swiftly searched through he pulled out a small paper he wrinkled and and heated it then he wrote a note "The barbarians are hidden in barain forest bring death on Randan and Gundan" then he heated it more and stuck it back in the drawer he sat down and sighed a knock came at his door he quickly unlocked it and opened it Randan entered and sat down Gundan quickly locked it again and seated himself next to Randan.
"Luring in the fake silver knight was quite easy" he said
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Gundan slowly savored his stew and turned to his companion. "Well," he began, "What's this news I've heard about?"
"The villagers are rallying an army to expel the barbarians from our midst. The innkeeper assumed you had arrived to join the cause," Randan explained.
"I would be willing to assist, but my purpose here is different," Gundan replied cryptically.
"And what might that be?" inquired Randan.
Leaning in close, Gundan whispered, "Goloran has come into possession of a mysterious sword located in Rovil. This sword holds the power to devastate everything in its wake. We must find it and eliminate the threat it poses."
Randan sighed heavily. "The villagers are counting on me to combat the barbarian menace," he remarked. Gundan fell silent for a moment before proposing, "Then let us tackle the barbarians together... although, I cannot partake in the battle."
"Very well. You go ahead and engage the barbarians while I catch up with you later," suggested Randan.
"But the roads are teeming with barbarian forces. You would not survive while waiting for me," Gundan disagreed.
"Always remember, you are a knight of Golunor, strong and resourceful," Randan encouraged.
"You're right. I navigated the wilderness as a mere child and survived," Gundan reminisced.
"At least there weren't as many barbarians back then," Randan reflected.
Gundan asserted, "The barbarians were akin to flies in that forest."
"So that's where they were during my father's time," Randan realized.
"Where is your father now?" Gundan inquired.
"He has journeyed to the Crusader Kingdom, being too advanced in years to confront these barbarians," Randan divulged.
"Do you have any other news?" Gundan questioned.
"A few more knights of Golunor have stepped forward to combat the barbarian threat and have achieved great success," Randan informed.
"Do you know their names?" Gundan pressed.
"I'm afraid I don't," Randan admitted.
The room fell silent as the raucous noise dissipated, leaving only one man engrossed in a note in the corner illuminated by candlelight. He made his way to the knights' table and addressed them, "Excuse me, sirs. Are you Gundan and Randan, the knights of Golunor?"
Gundan stood in acknowledgment, eyeing the man with white hair and crystallized armor, his sword bearing a majestic serpent motif on the hilt. The man veiled the emblem with his cloak and settled down beside Randan.
"Yes, we are," Gundan confirmed. "I am Gundan, and he is Randan."
"I am Fundan, the Silver Knight," the man introduced himself. "I have been diligently clearing the land of barbarian invaders."
Randan pondered for a moment before pointing out, "Fundan the imposter, I recognize you as the Silver Knight of Barain."
"What?" Fundan uttered in confusion. "There are multiple Fundans - Fundan the Black, Fundan the Silent, and numerous others."
"How will you convince me you are not the counterfeit Silver Knight?" Randan challenged.
Fundan retrieved the sword and presented it to Randan for scrutiny. After a thorough examination, Randan surmised, "You are, indeed, the Silver Knight. Why the crystalline armor?"
"It illuminates my path at night and wards off barbaric beasts," Fundan elucidated.
"I bid you both goodnight," Gundan interjected.
"Likewise," Randan concurred.
Gundan and Randan retreated to their respective rooms. Inside his quarters, Gundan discovered a small oil lamp on a desk beside a table with a cup and bowl. A modest cotton bed stood in the corner. Setting aside his sheath and belt under the bed, he secured the door and cautiously inspected the room. Delving into a desk drawer, he procured a crumpled paper, heated it, and penned a note: "The barbarians conceal themselves in the Barain Forest. Mete out death upon Randan and Gundan." Hastily concealing the incendiary message back in the drawer, he sat down with a labored sigh as a knock echoed at his door. Unlocking it swiftly, Randan entered, prompting Gundan to reseal the door and take a seat beside his comrade.
"Luring the false Silver Knight was simpler than expected," Gundan divulged with a sly grin.
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"It will be much easier if we make it to the forest" said Randan
"Well those barbarians still roam that forest"
"I know did you write the note"
"Yep those two knights are gonna die"
They sat talking about the village over the past ten years Randan told about the time his friend Valok broke the inn door with just a little push. They spoke until Randan said goodnight
"Well I'll be going to my room"
"Goodnight see you tomorrow morning"
Randan arose and walked out of the room.
"What the broken door open just opened right up" said Gundan
"Must be my strength or this" said Randan as he threw the key on to the bed.
"Next time don't do that" said Gundan.
Gundan shut the door and locked it then he blew out the light and laid in the bed he fell asleep within a minute when he awoke he heard a knocking on his door
"Who's there" he asked
"Its Randan, lets go".
Gundan got up and grabbed his belt and sword from under the bed he quickly put it on and went out the door he placed one silver coin on the counter. Then he walked outside where Randan was attaching saddle bags to his horse
"Here are the supplies I prepared for you" said Randan.
He handed him a few bags Gundan opened one and saw some bread, dried fruit, salted pork a few vegetables and some knives. The other had some canteens of water a dagger, a blanket and a few apples and carrots. Gundan walked in to the stables with Randan they walked down a long street way and went through a heavy wooden door with huge holes all over when they entered they were surrounded by stalls on each side (except the doorway)they walked to a stall in the corner and found a big black stallion it stared at them with its dark eyes Gundan opened the stall door and took the saddle from its bar he fastened it to the horse and jumped on.
"Well" he said "we need to finish loading and go".
Gundan dismounted and led the horse to the front of the inn where their supplies were Gundan attached the saddle bags to his horse and tied the supply bags then he and Randan went into the inn. The innkeeper was busily preparing breakfast for many people. Gundan looked around and saw some people eating silently but many talked and laughed. Fundan came out of one of the halls wearing his silver armor.
" We need to go" he said smiling.
"After we eat" said Gundan. Then he walked up to the counter. The innkeeper walked up and smiled.
"Yes what would you like" he asked.
"Some Warm bread and cold fruit" replied Gundan.
"Okay" said the innkeeper.
He walked off and in a few moments returned.
"Warm bread cold fruit" he said handing Gundan the food.
"Thanks and farewell"said Gundan. As he put a gold coin on the counter
They went out the door and sat on a little boulder that sat next to the inn. Gundan handed Randan a piece of fresh warm bread and cold fruit. They ate silently until Gundan broke the peace.
" What are you going to do about the barbarians in this village"he asked Randan
"The knights of Golunor I spoke to you about they shall free these lands" replied Randan
"Well then lets go" said Gundan.
They mounted their horses and began to ride with Fundan close behind. Past a few farms and houses they went up a small hill and out in to the open plains. Then they went down the hill out into the east ridding towards the rising sun.
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"It will be much simpler if we traverse into the forest," suggested Randan.
"While those barbarians still prowl within those woods," Gundan remarked warily.
"I'm aware. Did you leave the note?" Randan inquired.
"Indeed. Those two knights are destined for demise," Gundan confirmed with a smirk.
They conversed about the happenings in the village over the past decade. Randan regaled Gundan with a tale of how his friend Valok once inadvertently broke down the inn's door with a mere push. Their discussion carried on until Randan bid Gundan goodnight, announcing his departure to his own quarters.
"Well, I shall retire to my room," Randan stated.
"Goodnight. See you in the morning," Gundan replied.
Randan exited the room, leaving Gundan pondering the unlocked door that had previously appeared mysteriously ajar.
"It must be my strength, or perhaps, this key," Randan mused as he tossed the key onto the bed.
"Ensure not to repeat that," Gundan chided as he shut and locked the door, extinguished the light, and settled into the bed. Within moments, he succumbed to a deep slumber.
Awakening abruptly to a knocking at his door, Gundan inquired, "Who is it?"
"It's Randan. Let's depart," Randan's voice beckoned urgently.
Gundan rose swiftly, retrieved his sword and belt, donned them, and exited the room after placing a silver coin on the counter. Joining Randan outside, he found his friend attending to his horse, securing saddlebags laden with supplies for their journey.
"Here are the provisions I've gathered for you," Randan stated, handing several bags to Gundan. Upon inspecting the contents, Gundan discovered an assortment of edibles, tools, and essentials.
Together, they made their way to the stables down a long, dimly lit corridor, eventually reaching a large stallion awaiting them. With the saddle in hand, Gundan outfitted the horse as Randan looked on.
"We must finish our preparations before setting off," Gundan urged, dismounting to load the supplies onto his horse. After securing everything, they returned to the inn. Inside, they encountered a bustling scene as the innkeeper bustled about preparing breakfast for the patrons.
Approaching the counter, Gundan ordered, "Some warm bread and cold fruit, please."
The innkeeper nodded, quickly fulfilling the request. Before departing, Gundan placed a gold coin on the counter to settle the bill.
Exiting the inn, they settled on a nearby boulder. Gundan passed a portion of fresh bread and cold fruit to Randan as they quietly savored their meal. Breaking the silence, Gundan posed a question.
"What is your plan regarding the barbarians in this village?" he inquired of Randan.
Randan responded confidently, "The Knights of Golunor, who I mentioned, shall liberate these lands."
"Then let us proceed," Gundan suggested.
Mounting their horses and with Fundan trailing closely behind, they rode past farms and houses, ascending a small hill into the open plain. Casting a final glance back at the village, they spurred their steeds onward, galloping towards the east and the beckoning sunrise.
The finding and hiding of the sword.
The bright sun lit the busy city of Rovil men and women walked the streets surrounded by barbarians and beasts the busy marketplaces were crowded with people both barbarians and men children ran through the streets running from barbarians Randan rode through the streets towards the great tower Gundan was close behind him trotting down the muddy street they then stopped at a gate they jumped from their horses and went through the gate and up a few stairs to the gateway of the great tower.
"How will we get in" Asked Randan.
" We'll use the dark knights"said Gundan.
"How" asked Randan.
"You'll see come on"
They ran to the small gate Gundan whispered something to Randan then Randan ran to the gateway
"Hey" cried Randan pointing at Gundan"look the fake barbarian knight"
The barbarians ran towards Gundan screaming with there axes in there hands Randan ran to the gateway and pulled it open then he hid behind it. Gundan meanwhile was running towards a long short bridge he ran right under it with all speed the barbarians leaned down and crawled slowly under it Gundan went faster and faster until he could no longer be seen when the barbarians crawled out he was already back around to the tower. He ran up and looked around when Randan came from behind the door.
"Let's go" said Randan.
They walked in through the large iron gateway and quickly (but quietly) closed it. Randan looked around the quiet (but giant) room he saw large torches with statues of the great barbarian by each one as they moved on they saw a giant hand wielding an axe on one side and on the other a giant hand wielding a serpent.
"That Fundan sure is a liar" said Gundan
"Well"said Randan" at lea......."
Then he stopped and heard a tapping noise they both ran behind a pillar and peeked out and they saw a short man limping down the hall tapping his foot on the floor loudly as he walked his brown leather shirt full of dirt was a raggedy mess he had short but messy brown hair with a frown on his face. Gundan looked for a moment then he tugged on Randan.
"come" he whispered" he's my friend "
"What" asked Randan"that thing"
"Yes" said Gundan and he ran out straight towards the man who looked surprised as Gundan approached.
"You came back" said the man
"Yes I did and this time were finishing"
"You mean that guy" he said pointing at Randan who now stood behind Gundan.
"No" said Gundan " he's my friend I told you about"
"Well" said Randan "tell me your name and I'll tell you mine"
The little man looked at Randan for a moment then he answered
"Me name is Ja Ja the Di Di" he said
"I am Randan the Knight" said Randan "why do you live here with barbarians"
"I am the Di Di of the barbarian king but he is so evil I am being Gundans spy"
"And what is a Di Di" asked Randan.
"A Di Di must make sure the slaves watch the king feast every night after they have a crust of bread I also must make sure all the barbarians feast with slaves watching"
"So are there any other Di Di's" asked Randan
"No I'm the only Di Di ever existing"
'We better go now" said Gundan"before its two late"
"Well don't forget that I'm coming" said the Di Di.
"Yeah come on Di Di" said Randan.
They slowly walked towards a heavy wooden door with an artwork of iron serpents slithering on it.
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The radiant sun bathed the bustling city of Rovil in a warm glow, casting shadows across the rambling streets teeming with barbarians and civilians. Men and women maneuvered through the crowded marketplaces, surrounded by a cacophony of voices and beasts. As children darted past, evading the barbarian presence, Randan and Gundan navigated the throng towards the formidable tower looming in the distance. Gundan kept pace with Randan as they halted at a gate, dismounting from their horses and ascending the stairs to the tower's entrance.
"How do we gain entry?" Randan inquired.
"We will use the Dark Knights' technique," Gundan replied cryptically.
Perplexed, Randan queried, "How?"
"Trust me, you'll see. Follow my lead," Gundan urged.
Rushing to a small gate, Gundan shared a plan with Randan before inciting a distracting commotion.
"Look, the fake barbarian knight!" Randan declared, pointing towards Gundan, deceiving the approaching barbarians who raced towards Gundan with weapons drawn. Seizing the opportunity, Randan opened the gateway and concealing himself behind it. Meanwhile, Gundan sprinted under a lengthy bridge as the barbarians crawled beneath. Gundan eluded their pursuit and circled back to meet Randan at the tower's entrance.
"Let's proceed," Randan prompted as they ventured through the towering iron gateway, securing it silently behind them. Within the grand chamber, they observed towering torches flanked by statues depicting a great barbarian figure wielding an axe and a serpent respectively.
"Fundan's deceit knows no bounds," Gundan muttered, scrutinizing the elaborate decor.
Before Randan could respond, a tapping sound drew their attention. Peeking from behind a pillar, they spotted a disheveled figure hobbling down the corridor, his unkempt appearance highlighting a forlorn expression. Gesturing for Randan to follow, Gundan approached the stranger.
"You've returned," the man remarked.
"Yes, and this time, we're completing what was started," Gundan announced.
Referring to Randan, the man queried, "Is that fellow a part of your plan?"
"No, he's my friend," Gundan clarified.
"I am Randan the Knight," Randan formally introduced himself. "Why are you in alliance with barbarians?"
Identifying as "Ja Ja the Di Di," the man divulged his allegiances, serving as a spy for Gundan amidst the barbarians.
"As the Di Di, I oversee the barbarian king's feasts, ensuring the slaves witness their revelry," Ja Ja explained.
Intrigued by this peculiar role, Randan inquired about Di Di's purpose and existence in the barbarian hierarchy.
"I must ensure the king's subjects watch the feast, maintaining control over the barbarian subordinates," Ja Ja elaborated. "I am the sole Di Di in existence."
Acknowledging the need to depart, Gundan urged, "Let us leave before it is too late."
"Remember, I will accompany you," Ja Ja affirmed.
"Indeed, come along, Di Di," Randan encouraged.
Their trio advanced cautiously towards a heavy wooden door adorned with intricate iron serpents, signifying the threshold of their next chapter.
"In here" whispered the Di Di walking to the wooden door. Randan walked up and threw the door open with a great push barbarians were crowded in the room tearing apart whole turkeys and stuffing it meat in there mouths. lined up against the wall were many slaves watching the horrid sight some had fainted from hunger.
"Trespassers" cried the Di Di "kill them"
The barbarians all looked around then they grasped axes and ran towards the knights crying aloud Randan and Gundan drew their swords and charged in to the barbarians messed line slashing them down one after one until there were no more then they looked around and saw the Di Di fixing up the table and giving food to the slaves who ate it heartily.
"Well up this ladder and well be there" said the Di Di looking up"its far but we'll make it"
Randan walked up to the heavy iron ladder and looked up.
"Come Gundan lets finish it" he said. Then he jumped up grasped one of the bars and began climbing Gundan and the Di Di went after climbing as fast as they could they climbed and climbed until Randan jumped on to a little porch.
"Is this it" he asked Gundan
" Yes" replied Gundan as he climbed up "this is it"
They walked up to a small door where Gundan stood in the way.
"Walk in and pretend your sneaking don't look at the Knights and you Di Di take the ladder come when we need you when I give the signal"
"Okay good plan" said the Di Di and he climbed up the ladder quickly.
"Let's go" whispered Gundan.
They slowly the door opened the thin black door and a thick black fog flew in their faces
knocking them back. Then they rubbed their eyes and walked in through the doorway pretending to sneak through then a cold hand grabbed them both they turned around and saw the dark barbarian guards they could of easily freed themselves but did not the guards looked at Gundan.
"Its him take him to the king" cried one of the guards "we will be rewarded with great riches"
They pushed Gundan and Randan along a long pitch dark stairway until they went through a large gateway in to a great hall with pillers formed as a slithering snake at the end sat a giant throne for the lord of Rovil but on it sat a large muscular barbarian with a snake crown on his head holding a curving serpent scepter he looked at Randan then at Gundan.
"You have returned like a fool or did you" he said
"I'm looking for the barbarian king who is so barbaric he stuffs his plate with food and chases children like a beast"Said Gundan" I'm talking about goloran"
"How dare you speak to the majestic barbarian king that way" cried Goloran
"How did I dare" asked Gundan " well that just doesn't make any sense"
"You'll be dead in one minute so be prepared" said Goloran as he grabbed his hatchets one in each hand "any last words".
" Well Di Di "yelled Gundan.
"What" cried Goloran as his throne fell crushing the him beneath it and there stood the Di Di holding the sword of the Unfortunate
"You have it" exclaimed Gundan"let's be rid of it" the Di Di jumped down and began walking then he stopped his mouth fell open Randan and Gundan turned around and saw the barbarian Prince holding a bow and an arrow.
"Where is my father now you will die killers" he stood there shaking .
"Now by the wall or I'll release the arrow"
The knights went up to the wall and stood there smiling
"Stop smiling" cried the barbarian"stop stop stop stop"
Then Ja Ja The Di Di jumped at the barbarian who barely noticed but dodged the deadly blow of the sword then he released the arrow which pierced Ja Ja's leather shirt and pierced his heart Randan and Gundan drew their swords and slew the barbarian who yelped as he fell a horde of barbarians then came flooding in Randan grabbed the sword and Gundan a hammer he swung it knocking down a whole line of barbarians Ja Ja arose and moved towards the kings shield but many arrows flew at him knocking him down a large muscular barbarian threw a spear at him which hit him in his back Gundan cried aloud and slashed through the line of archers.
"Ja Ja" he cried"Ja Ja I'll have revenge on those barbarians"
Swinging the great hammer he knocked the muscular barbarian across the room Randan swung the great sword at every barbarian in his path great bursts of light knocked down many of them the barbarians tried to escape but Gundan would not permit them he ran here and there chasing barbarians and squashing them with the great hammer not a single barbarian could withstand his rage he slashed them to the very last one then he dropped the hammer and ran to Ja Ja trampling all the bodies that ly there he fell on his knees and grabbed at Ja Ja who was not breathing.
"Every last barbarian will pay" he cried"goodbye Ja Ja"
He lifted Ja Ja and carried him to a small leather couch and layed him down.
"Come Randan" he said"lets begin"
They ran into the small hall and pierced the great sheath with the its sword there was a rumble and the sheath sunk beneath the ground and disappeared the last they heard was the great crack of the sheath and they were gone both sheath and sword.
"Were done we've beat the enemy" said Gundan.
Randan walked out on to a porch and looked at the city below the barbarians were still chasing the children. Randan looked out into the setting sun. Gundan walked up and signed.
"We began with a sunrise and end with a sunset" he said
"Were not done yet" said Randan "I know you lost your friend but don't worry your friend was a true friend and so he died for you, for us,for Gulonor"
"Yes" said Gundan "now lets go for the Di Di and Gulonor"
Then he ran off of the porch and down the stairs still wielding the great hammer Randan was right behind holding there swords they went down the stairs down to save the city.
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