Ch. 307. Oh the Struggles!

“I’m sorry, my liege,” Beau replied, putting every bit of bile he could into the phrase. “I was simply doing as instructed by the Captain. I hadn’t realized it would trample upon your fragile eg-OOOAAAAAAARRGGH!” Beau yelled as he was cut off mid-retort by the trap set by the fairy folk of the woods.

Beau Bergeron twisted and struggled, cursing and abusing every slur and swear he could think of in the various languages he knew upon this damned world. He couldn’t even make out the nets exactly around him as he hung suspended from the treetops, but from the painful feel of the twine engulfing his body, he knew it to be the object of his torment.

Dagger, he thought in the corner of his mind not blinded by rage, Must get to the dagger, but as he reached to his boot where the enchanted weapon was hidden, he caught sight of one of the creatures near his shoulder. The thing plucked an arrow from his quiver, and Beau glared with all of his impotent anger at it. With a violent kick, he attempted to wrench his arm to his ankle. It was the only way he could figure out of this mess, but it seemed the more he got himself loose, the more tightly the net grappled itself around his body.

—–

Captain Jean Lafitte III was about to go to the defense of his First Mate, but as the assassin sprang the Brownies’ trap, so too did Lafitte find himself under the attack of his new found foes.

Lafitte, however, was not caught by any of the nets, but hit hard in his shins and torso by an onslaught of the Fae, likely seeking revenge. Reaching into his jacket to go for one of his pistols to shoot the little buggers off, he was shocked to discover that it was missing, and two of the Brownies were heading off into the woods with it.

Putain de- but Lafitte’s thoughts hung in the air as a particularly bold member of the little people climbed right up his pants, onto his shirt and nailed the big eorman square in the jaw.

Captain Lafitte went down hard, all but out cold.

—–

Tayliana Winddancer Dahtaligaar was seemingly the only one of the crew of the Calinda prepared for the Brownies.  Her people had cursed them for eons, either through the tales of many a traveler, or as makeshift bogeymen to scare young elves into obedience.

This learned prejudice served her well as the crossbowmen bodyguard were all either caught in traps, or left fending for their lives by an assault of tiny attackers. Quickly moving off the relatively beaten path, she took cover behind a boulder. She had no ranged armament and was still quite aura burned from her recent string of magic uses. However, she pulled her cutlass, ready for any immediate encounter.

As she looked around herself though, to her horror, she discovered Beau dangling helplessly not far from the fork in the trail.

Taking her cutlass in hand, she made a break for it, rushing past the fights and struggles of the rest of her crew as fast as she could to the dangling eorman. She knew of the Brownies’ tendency to take captured victims they’d caught in their nets, and she wasn’t about to let that happen to the assassin. Not when she was this close — to more than one of her life’s goals.

Raising the sword in the air, she swung her sword near the net holding Beau, hoping to break one of the lines anchoring the snare to the tree, but she felt a slight slice and she gasped in horror. “Oh, Beau!” Tayli let out as the man fell in a heap by her feet still entangled in the trap’s webbing.

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About Maurepas

I'm Charlie, aka, Maurepas, I write with Mura and Avayu in various RPs in Nationstates. I enjoy writing things, and the writing I do with them. I'm currently attempting to attend college, in pursuit of a Teaching Degree in History.
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