06-25-2014, 08:13 AM
Four snake .. uh .. people surrounded him. Everyone else seemed to retreat all too casually, dismissively, of the strange human and his knife, into the background.
The lead one, feminine in voice and form - at least comparatively - spoke directly to him. “I ssave your life and you return the favor by threatening ourss? That iss not how I wass taught the Ancientss behaved.”
He gave her question consideration; assuming he wasn't in a padded room and he really was in some other dimension with snake people, then she had saved him from Rune.
Rún
A wide after-image flashed a bent symbol across his vision.
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Though the heat of a thousand torches feverishly flared his skin, the shape itself meant nothing to him and he quickly blinked it away. If he were going to survive this with his sanity, he needed to focus. He shook it off and sharpened his mind on the present.
Jaxen remained on the balls of his feet, ready to strike at her should she forget his warnings and come closer. But three other sets of slitted eyes watched him closely. If they chose to come at him at once, he doubted his own survival. Jaxen was many things, but a skilled fighter he was not.
“We mean you no harm, but we will defend ourselvess and our familiess. Lay the knife down. You are here becausse of your power. We protect and provide ssome guidancce for thosse like you. Lay down the knife and be calm. We will take you to where you can get answerss about who you are and the power insside of you.”
He looked from the knife in his hand to each of those four reptilian faces.
Though he had no idea what she meant, he could gauge the value of their situation. He was outnumbered and overrun. Talk of the power inside him was a tempting bait.
With a defiant glint in his eye, he laid the knife on the ground and slowly stood.
"Very well."
Voice steady, he lifted his palms in surrender, "What do you want with me?"
The lead one, feminine in voice and form - at least comparatively - spoke directly to him. “I ssave your life and you return the favor by threatening ourss? That iss not how I wass taught the Ancientss behaved.”
He gave her question consideration; assuming he wasn't in a padded room and he really was in some other dimension with snake people, then she had saved him from Rune.
Rún
A wide after-image flashed a bent symbol across his vision.
Though the heat of a thousand torches feverishly flared his skin, the shape itself meant nothing to him and he quickly blinked it away. If he were going to survive this with his sanity, he needed to focus. He shook it off and sharpened his mind on the present.
Jaxen remained on the balls of his feet, ready to strike at her should she forget his warnings and come closer. But three other sets of slitted eyes watched him closely. If they chose to come at him at once, he doubted his own survival. Jaxen was many things, but a skilled fighter he was not.
“We mean you no harm, but we will defend ourselvess and our familiess. Lay the knife down. You are here becausse of your power. We protect and provide ssome guidancce for thosse like you. Lay down the knife and be calm. We will take you to where you can get answerss about who you are and the power insside of you.”
He looked from the knife in his hand to each of those four reptilian faces.
Though he had no idea what she meant, he could gauge the value of their situation. He was outnumbered and overrun. Talk of the power inside him was a tempting bait.
With a defiant glint in his eye, he laid the knife on the ground and slowly stood.
"Very well."
Voice steady, he lifted his palms in surrender, "What do you want with me?"