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When I opened my eyes, I noticed that I was in my bed with a sweet-smelling aroma floating about the air. My eyes fluttered and my muscles ached. Even moving my head made me feel like my body was being torn right from left. Though blurry, I could make out the stone on my table. Like a small light within a dark tunnel, its glimmer was reflected within my eyes.
Upon closer inspection, it was a very beautiful rock. It was black like a fine onyx gem. When I held it, it was soft to the touch. It was shaped like a small egg and gleamed beneath the candlelight in my room.
Speaking of my quarters, I also noticed that it was dark. Only the light of the candle on my study desk illuminated my room. I felt weak and I felt thirsty. I noticed the familiar pitcher of water on the floor next to my chair at the table. I slowly reached out my hand and urged for the water within it to obey my will.
All I could do was watch in silent shock as the water within it remained perfectly still. As I stared at the pitcher, that familiar feeling of dread washed over me like ice.
I had lost my powers once again.
I couldn’t even feel the creatures swimming beneath the crashing tides. Just like before my death, the seas had forsaken me once again.
Although I felt the opposite, I found myself rather calm. Despite the pain, I chuckled. Aye, a pirate captain forsaken by his crew, forsaken by the sea, and forsaken by the very fate which drove him forward. There was humor to be found in the odd tragedy. That said, I figured it was possible that my abilities would return. They had returned before…I think.
When I died, I had not had my powers when I drowned. Yet, I woke up in my body of 19 years with those same abilities that I had not held yet in the previous time. So if I had them now, as opposed to that time, then it should stand to reason that they would return. However, Liara had stated that I had been dead for a number of years before my rebirth. What if…it took that long for my powers to come back?
I closed my eyes and turned my head back up to face the ceiling. Aye, I was definitely going to fuck over one of the Fates for this. This was now the second time I had experienced this odd separation between myself and my abilities. That said, perhaps this was the first time I was properly digesting this information. The power which I used to claim my throne…was gone.
I heard the turn of my doorknob. I turned my head to see who would come in. I suppose that since I had just been sleeping earlier it wouldn’t be much of a surprise if someone knocked and I didn’t answer. I’d forgo the knock on the door needing my permission just this once.
The door slowly opened and I noticed Aesteal’s pretty little head poke through.
“Sir!” she exclaimed. Though her enthusiasm was welcome, the volume of her voice was not. Her aura sought mine out wildly and wrapped around it like a warm blanket. Luckily for me, she recognized this and resumed with moderate noise.
“Spirits praise that you have awoken. I’ll go get the others. Everyone’s worried about you,” she said. She was gone before I could say anything. I think all I could have said would have come out raspy anyway. My throat felt like I had the entire Ugoarin Desert piled within it.
After some time, I wondered if I should have stayed asleep because now the others began to pile into my room. I shall tell ye, never had I thought I’d see so much worry upon me own mother’s wonderful face. I wondered when was the last time in my old life had she shown me such worry.
“You sure gave us quite the scare, Eric Drakclaw. Imagine my surprise when I’m pulled from my studies by Maeloson informing me that you’ve passed out. Why dear Ellen checked on you almost every hour,” Ilzahold said.
“Don’t make me toss an urn of shark piss on you, Liara. I hear it’s good for making witches melt,” Ellen fired back as she folded her arms and somewhat pouted in a cute way.
I turned to Maeloson. “How…did…ya…get…in…tower?” I asked. I had a good idea, but I’d rather hear it for myself.
“Elves are perfectly capable of wielding the blessings of the spirits as well. There are those of us that merely choose not to. That is, if you’re talking about how I activated the magic array on the wall beside the trapped stairs,” he replied.
I stared at Maeloson for a moment. I wondered what elf would have a desire to forgo magic. They breathe the shit like fish breathe water.
With my mother’s aid, I slowly leaned up and Aesteal served me a cup of water. I probably drank the whole damn pitcher before I felt well enough to speak.
“What happened?” I asked.
All eyes turned to Aesteal and Maeloson. The former, and sexiest, elf went first. “You passed out after you touched that stone on the table that Maeloson threw to you. We…panicked at first. Swiftly, Maeloson ran to grab for Liara. He must have told Ellen and Ira what happened because they barged in not long after. We…somehow got Nz’ia to put you in the çeşme escort bed while I explained to them what happened,” Aesteal said.
Maeloson then spoke. “Liara checked on you, but other than a sudden fever, she found nothing wrong with you. She did what was within her capabilities, but she’s not a doctor,” Maeloson replied. I shot down a chuckle. Ya’d think a witch who lived for so many years would far surpass a doctor, but what can I say?
“Ellen and I decided to let you rest. Only she and I were allowed to check up on you, at least with surveillance of Liara. She brewed a mixture from you which dispelled your fever. We haven’t told the crew about what happened. No one knows what shall happen if they learn you became bedridden,” my mother answered next.
Once I got myself together, I figured now would be a good time to answer the questions floating throughout the silent air. No doubt Ellen summed them all up well when she spoke. “So…what the fuck happened to you?” she asked, her blonde hair glimmering with a radiant sheen thanks to the glowing candle.
Aye, the way life took its turns was as unpredictable as the very days which lead men to their own destinies. I had not thought that I would need to divulge my biggest weakness so quickly. However, it was true that I needed Liara’s knowledge and, currently, that knowledge was locked within the confines of my mind to me.
“Well, I’ll make it blunt for all of us. For the time being, I ain’t the Son of Poseidon,” I told them.
I let that shock settle into everyone for a moment. I could understand their concerns. We had incited the wrath of Kavtha, the water golem deity of C’ula, and we were on a deadly island filled with treasures and unknown mythical beasts. Aside from Liara, I was the other person who gave everyone the confidence to be here. For now, aside from some magic and elemental scrolls, I was just a teen brat in his pirate captain’s outfit.
“You’re without your powers?” My mother asked.
“Aye. And the reason would be that,” I said as I pointed at the table behind them. All eyes laid upon the black and white stone that had taken away my abilities. Maeloson reached out for it and picked it up.
“It’s the stone Maeloson and I found when that creature took two of our members. What’s wrong with it?” Aesteal asked.
I was going to explain, but Liara clearly beat me to it. “Well, it appears to be a moonstone. A well-refined moonstone at that. Though they are small, minuscule even, I sense the divine aura of certain gods and devils within it. One who values their life does not mix these repelling forces casually,” the witch said.
“And this took away the Captain’s powers?” Maeloson asked.
I nodded. “Aye. Which was why I asked Liara about moonstones back in C’ula. Since there’s no point in attempting to hide it, then I’ll let you all know. Currently, to the best of my knowledge, those stones are the only thing fatal to me,” I said.
There was silence within the room for some time.
“Will your powers come back?”
I was a little stunned when I heard Ellen’s voice. I looked at her for a moment. She stared at me with that single uncovered eye that continued to draw me in. Never in my life would I have thought that Ellen Sothshore, arguably the one on this ship who despised me the most, would ask that.
I leaned back. “Couldn’t tell ya. How long have I been asleep?” I asked.
“Ten hours,” my mother spoke.
I sucked my teeth while a bit of worry filled me. Ten hours had passed since I touched that stone and still my powers had not returned. I leaned my head against my window. “All I can tell ya is that it apparently takes more than ten hours if they do,” I answered.
The ship creaked from the gentle waves for a time. I then turned to my mother. “Mom, bring me a notepad,” I said. She looked at me before she moved per my request. I was given a notepad and freshly inked quill.
“Liara, I ask that you take the stone and study it. Do so in your own time if you desire apart from what you study on Delverhold. I wanna know how long it’ll take if my abilities come back. Aside from night, mom will ask me every four or five hours if my abilities have returned. If not, then write it down on this notepad. Tomorrow, we’re gonna investigate the fucker who attacked your group,” I ordered.
“Is it safe for you to do so?” Maeloson asked.
I was going to assume that was out of concern more than anything else. “If ya think I’m a helpless wharf rat just waiting for death merely because I can’t control the waters beneath our ship, then you’re wrong. I’ll be fine,” I told him.
Maeloson shrugged his shoulders and tossed Liara the stone. She looked it over for a little while. “Dear captain, do you recall when we spoke in C’ula about moonstones?” Liara asked.
I nodded slowly. “Aye, you regaled me with stories of their possible origin. Has the eye of the great witch already found something?” I inquired. She smiled.
“Well, başakşehir escort I shall lay one of those stories to rest. They, at least, don’t form from the Celestial Realm. No, for this one contains the essence of…one whose lips shall not pass my tongue. That is unless our dear captain fears not…The Uhngaul, The Slain Remnants,” Liara finished.
A boom of thunder rushed across the sky once Ilzahold finished those words. Ellen and my mother had no idea what Liara was referring to, but I could see the unspeakable horror on Aesteal and Maeloson’s face. I doubt I was much different. Beyond this world, even I believe that there are some things…even gods and demons fear. Something that makes Zeus quake upon his throne. Something that stays Artemis’ hunters. Something that not even Hades would dare keep imprisoned within his own realm of hell, sin, and death. Something…that not even Helios nor Selene nor Ares would dare shine or go to war with. Something…so evil that the very concepts of wrong and right seem like a playfully game.
I closed my eyes. “No. Just study it as ya wish. If it involves those forces then handle it at your own discretion. I’d rather nothing happen to you, Liara,” I said.
Ilzahold clenched the stone and giggled. “Quite. Fear not, dear captain, for I am not so easily disposed of. I shall rest on the ship and return to the tower in the morning. Hold no hesitation in waking me if something else occurs. I pray thee a fair night,” she responded.
Liara walked up the stairs and closed the door behind her. We watched her go and Maeloson informed me that he would start some planning for the return tomorrow. This left my mother, Ellen, Aesteal, and I alone.
“Need anything else before the night grows long?” my mother asked.
I think my tiredness had warped my thoughts a bit because I chuckled out, “Three sexy, naked ladies would serve just fine,” I replied.
There were no spoken words. I assumed the three with me would just take note of my deliriousness and tiredness before leaving me alone. I admit I wasn’t ready to hear the shuffling of clothes. I also wasn’t ready to turn my gaze to the center of my room and see my mother, Ellen, and Aesteal wordlessly stripping themselves of their overgarments.
My eyes focused on the way Aesteal grabbed her shirt and pulled it over her head revealing her pretty and delicious breasts. Her skin was as clear as always and her curves hung well from her continued elven training. Her face was wide with a nervous blush that my unfocused mind found positively…enlightening.
I then turned to my mother. The effects of her medication were clearly in their last stages. A fine tone of muscle lined her feminine figure. She unbuttoned the rest of her shirt and I was greeted to her breasts as well. My mother’s breasts were much more supple. There was a noticeable drop to them, but I found that to be enticing and expected of a mature lass. Finally, my mother was the beautiful creature she must have always desired to be.
When I made it to Ellen, I noticed her clothes were already off. I admired her as well. The body of a tough woman with a temper hotter than any pistol barrel. I wondered how many fights she had been in to train such a body in deadly proficiency. Draegnar had toughed up this lass into a rose filled to the brim with poisonous thorns. One that only expert handlers were blessed to touch, handle, and enjoy.
All three ladies stood before me though I had to admit it was a pleasing contrast of their personalities. Aesteal with her demure posture, my mother with her hands on her hips, and Ellen with her folded arms. All of them such wonderful women aboard my ship. Poisonous vipers they were to an average man.
“You all look like I’m about to devour you. Though I’d like to, I fear I’m more staggered than one of Ellen’s drunken, fat patrons of her tavern. Lay with me, you three. Should you not respect the wishes of the sickly?” I asked.
“Oh, I’ll give you my respect alright,”
I heard Ellen mumble beneath her breath, but I didn’t argue her words. I was too worn out to do so anyway. Instead, Aesteal blew out the candle thus allowing the darkness to run throughout my quarters. My mother took her place at my left arm while Ellen took my right. Aesteal then wormed her way into my middle.
“Staggered you might be, Sir, but you’re still rubbing against my thigh,” Aesteal remarks as she nestled her head into my neck.
“You definitely fucked an incubus, Ira. Only way you could spawn a bastard with this much lust,” Ellen responded as she turned over.
“Is that why you left my son’s quarters like you tried to leg wrestle a Giape?” My mother fired back. Ellen snorted, but she didn’t reply. Somehow, I could just feel my mother’s smug smile before everything became silent. It wasn’t long before I heard the sounds of the three sleeping.
I stayed awake for a little longer. I brushed through my mother and Ellen’s küçükçekmece escort hair just like I had done a few nights before. I felt Aesteal’s breast rub on my chest and, though my powers were lost, I felt that familiar feeling of peace that I had not known for many years. It lulled me back to sleep like the sweet sound of a flute.
The next morning came upon us and I dressed myself alone in my room. I still heard not the call of the sea and could only sigh. Well, I had already come to terms with the fact that my primary source of attack and defense was gone. Well, that was one of the reasons why I had purchased pistols from the Draegnar gun shop anyway.
I loaded them into their holsters and strapped my cutlass down. I desired to say that the creaks of my ship calmed me, but they only tormented me with knowing that I had been forsaken once again. Perhaps the only difference between then and now was that I wasn’t being eaten alive by blood sharks.
I stepped out of my quarters and into the hot sun. The sounds of men and women moving shit to and from the ship caught my ears. I noticed Ellen barking some orders about what should go where. She caught my gaze.
“You look like shit,” she replied to me.
“Shame. I had a pretty good sleep,” I told her. Her eye rolled at me before she went back to her business.
“Well, good for you, Sir. Aesteal and Maeloson are waiting for ya at the shore. The knight bitch and I will guard the ship. I’ll keep watch on Astell,” She answered.
A small yawn left my lips as I gave myself a brief stretch. “Good. I’m also gonna take Nz’ia with me. If it’s combat the Xhaluter wants, then I have reason to bet that he’ll be getting it. Also, if anything that ain’t Liara or the rest of us comes out of those trees…,”
“Yeah yeah, shoot first and ask questions never. I know the drill,” she said.
Arrr, I think someone was getting too comfortable as of late.
SMACK!
Ellen groaned as the crack of my hand against her ass rang through the ship. Naturally, this stopped some of the workers as they looked on in surprise. Sothshore glared at me, but I glared back.
“You’ve been getting a little sassy as of late, Ellen. Should I show ya that I can be just as formidable without my powers as I am with them?” I asked her.
Now granted, if Ellen truly decided to try my hand then she would have no better time than now. She was already aware that I was powerless. Well, powerless in the way that she and I knew. As of right now, there was no difference between her and me.
She glared harder at me but then turned away. “No, Sir. I’m sorry for my disrespect, Sir,” she replied.
I approved her apology. “Good. Now, I was gonna say if anything pops up then contain it as best ya can. If you can’t, then blow it the fuck up as you said. If there’s anything else like what attacked Maeloson and Aesteal then I ain’t taking any chances. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir,”
Once I felt assured of that, I made my way to the island. When I thought back on Ellen’s refusal to challenge me, I figured it wasn’t hard to see why. As much as Sothshore and I had…bonded over the course of this voyage, ya sure as hell couldn’t call us friends. Aye, we had a better understanding of each other, but one shouldn’t expect us to act like close mates. Naturally, I had gotten into the good mood of Ellen with all of the treasure we had uncovered, but she wouldn’t be one of the powerful authorities within the underworld of business if that was all it took to sway her.
If I was honest, I was rather surprised that she didn’t contest me, but I imagined it was because she simply didn’t know when my abilities would return. For all she knew, they could have returned and I had not told her. Clearly, she’d rather not test her luck if she didn’t have to. Ellen was nothing if not a smart lass. One doesn’t become a major power in Draegnar by being a fucking idiot.
Well, that one of the many reasons I adore that sexy bitch. More than anyone else, she kept me as sharp as my blade.
I landed on the shoreline with relative ease and quickly spotted my mother. “How goes the treasure hunting?” I asked.
My mother moved her lips to the side. “Seems the beach is becoming dry. It’s taking longer and larger digging efforts. We’ve been here for over a week now. This sandy well had just about run its course. It won’t be long before we’ll have to move inland. I…I want to accompany you on your search. You did task me to keep you informed of your…problem. Would that be alright?” she asked.
I looked at her for a long while and then I pushed my head forward and kissed her. She responded in kind with enthusiastic lips that returned my kiss with equal fervor. Mmm, I think I felt a piece of tongue slip in there.
“Aye. Just keep your wits about you, mother. Technically, this could be your first test of combat since your recovery. Best you keep all those legendary talents ya used to regal me with at their best,” I warned.
My mother rolled her eyes at me and waved her hand. “I understand, Eric. I’m not a child,” she replied rather childlike. My gaze softened and I kissed her again.
“Seas, that I know. I ain’t gonna coddle ya, mom. However, I am still your bastard son. I’d rather you not enter Davy Jones’ Locker nor the Realm of Hades any time soon,”
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