The Flight From Ansalon -- A Story To Tell

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Date Posted: 23:47:34 07/27/00 Thu
Author: Christopher L Blanchett
Subject: The Flight From Ansalon

~~~ introducing Tanaric, The Knight

Weary troops picked their way through dead bodies
That lay scattered over the battle field
Like broken dolls left carelessly by their owner
Who had gone in search of new adventure.
Left behind them - a trail of death and destruction
That the battle with Evil had wrought.
They sought refuge in each other
As though safety could be found in numbers
And together they rested, far from their homes
Far from their loved ones and their children
Whom they could not know if they lived or were dead.
Even the leaves on the trees of Ansalon
Were dull and shone no more, where they used to be bright
and deep green, shining full of life.
The branches drooped like heads hung in shame.
All of Nature in Ansalon was dying!

Each man present could recall with absolute clarity
The sight of the Golden haired Princess Katina
Riding fast on her magnificent warhorse
Down into the battle, her long hair
flowing wildly behind her as her battle cry
echoed eerily across the battlefield,
As though intended for each man specifically - to lift his spirit.
Along side her, as though joined invisibly,
Rode the most gallant Knight of the Realm - Tanaric.
Tanaric! A cry resounded across the valley -
Tanaric is here!
Well proven in battle
Tanaric could fight when his mettle was tested
with a vengeance unkown before in Ansalon
But his real strength lay in his honour
He would die before leaving the battlefield
Whilst his comrades lay injured and dying.

These two borne of high rank,
The Princess Katina and the gallant Knight Tanaric
Had given hope to the common troops
when the battle was lost
And as Ansalon lay in ruins
All knew that this day would not be forgotten
Because of the courage of the most noblest of men.
It was Tanaric who had faced the dreaded Red Dragon - Scorn.
And although suffering terrible injuries himself
He had remained in the struggle with the beast
Giving precious time for his troops to escape.
Precious time that Tanaric could not know
Would save the Tribes of Man from complete annihilation.
Tanaric had not killed the beast
But he had certainly inflicted injury upon her
As she would be wary of him the next time they faced each other
And Tanaric knew that that day would be soon.

And so, Tanaric and Katina and the remnants of their race
With great sadness gathered their meagre possessions
Regrouped and turned South, away from Ansalon,
but they knew in their hearts
That they would defeat the Evil forces
And return to rebuild their beloved homes.
But for now Ansalon was lost to them.
It was Tanaric who offered counsel to his beloved Katina
Katina, who had healed his injuries with love
And the burning light of the Staff of Teer-Sha,
Tanaric convinced her that help could be found
in the Elven Kingdom far to the South.
And so it is there that they set out.
With heavy hearts and silent hope for the future.

~ to be continued ~

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Encore! Encore ! -- Terri L Wilson, 10:24:49 08/09/00 Wed