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Silver 2:Raven's Journey
by SupMario
Chapter Two
After riding for several days, I came upon a human city that I'd never been
to before.  I had
rarely travelled this side of the Frillayan Mountains before, so I didn't
know much about the
cities and surrounding wilderness about me.  The city looked populated
almost solely by humans,
and was larger than the average city you come across.  I rode into town and
spent half the day
looking for an inn until finally stopping a roaming city guard and asking.
Once I'd settled
myself in, my next stop was a jeweler's shop.  As big as this city was, I
was sure there was
one, and I wanted to get rid of these large gem stones that I'd acquired.
They were rather
distinctive, and although I was sure they wouldn't be recognized this side
of the great forest,
I still didn't want to hang on to them too long either.
I found what I was looking for mid-afternoon: Grelda's fine jewelry.  It was
a rather haughty
looking place,  but it looked like it would do.  I walked in and sold the
gems and some smaller
gems too, and left the shop with a fatter money purse and a big smile on my
face.  I was leaving
when I noticed the shop next door.  It said 'witching and hexes' on the door
and had all sorts
of strange devices in the shop window.  Feeling curious, I went inside.
As soon as I walked in the place, I elt a chill run down my spine.  Standing
behind a curtain of
beads was an elderly lady with long white hair and no teeth.  She looked
frightful until she saw
me then gave a wide grin that made her seem silly and harmless.  I should
never have trusted
that grin.  She beckoned me inside.
"Come in, come in child.  I've been expecting you, I have.  Yes, I knew
you'd come today.  Come
back into the back with me where we can talk."  She had a low, gravelly
voice that made her sound
strange to my ears, but I followed her back into the interior of her parlor
where she told me of
her troubles.
"Raven the Assassin, I've been waiting for you, my dear.  Don't worry, I
have need of your
services.  I knew you'd be coming to me today.  I need you to do in a mage
that's giving me
trouble."
"What kind of mage?"
"A very powerful one.  Young though, not very experienced.  Well liked
though, which is part of
my problem.  He has influence over certain people that are making trouble
for me.  With him out
of the way, my life will be infinitely easier.  He lives in a tall stone
tower with an old mage,
his teacher.  They live alone in an isolated area of the forest, and I know
for a fact that the
old geezer has gone on a trip so the young man is alone there.  I'd do it
myself, but magic
won't get him, only physically attacking him will do him in."
She gave me a few more details about the mage.  His name for one, it was
Silver.  She made me a
map so I wouldn't get lost and I rode out to find this stone tower where the
mage lived.  It
was an easy journey that took several hours of hard riding.  I reached the
place and stopped
several feet away from it, in the trees surrounding the place, and tethered
my horse.
The place looked impressive, a little drab maybe, but impressive
nonetheless.  It was a four
story round tower that seemed huge.  It got thinner gradually as it rose
into the sky and I
could see a light coming from a window on the third floor.  Well, I'd done
this sort of thing
before, no problem.  I just had to get him before he could cast any spells.
If I waited until
he was asleep, it would be an easy task of creeping in and slitting his
throat.  Nice and simple.
I crept up to the place and climbed up to the window where the light was
coming out of.  I could
see him.  His back was to me; he was reading something by candlelight and
seemed very interested
in whatever it was.  I lowered myself back to the ground and went back to my
horse and got some
buscuits to munch on while I waited for the light to go out, when he's
presumably go to bed.
I climbed into a nearby tree and sat on a sturdy branch while I waited him
out, idely munching
on the dry trail buscuits that were mostly tasteless.  Maybe he had some
good food in there that
I could pilfer while I was at it.  I was damn hungry, and I cursed myself
for not getting
anything before leaving town.
After two hours of leg cramps, 4 increasingly disgusting buscuits, and a
weird bug biting me,
the light finally went out and I crept up to the window only to see him
leaving the room.  I
quietly got out my tools and opened the window without making any noise,
which took longer
than it should have, but being impatient when braking into a mage's house
isn't very smart.
I lightly landed on the floor and looked around the room.  It was a study
most likely.  Just
lots and lots of books around.  I left and quietly made my way up a large
winding staircase
until I came to a door.  I slowly opened it and crept inside.  I was in
another small study.
Another doorway beckoned and I slipped inside, until to find myself in the
mage's laboratory.
There were beakers and books abound, and I saw the opposite doorway leading
to my prize.
I crept into the small bedroom and found my target sleeping peacefully.  I
drew my dagger and
walked up to him and nealt beside the bed, looking at his sleeping form in
the bed in front of
me.  I lifted the dagger to his throat and was about to make the stab when a
beam of moonlight
iluminated his slumbering face.  He was beautiful.  Almost angelic even.
One look at him and
I was lost.  I put my dagger in its sheath and gazed again at the sleeping
man before me.  I
couldn't bring myself to harm him.  I quietly left the room and made my way
out of the tower,
making sure to close the window back before I left.
I made my way back to my horse and was climbing onto him when I blacked out.
When next I awoke,
I was resting in a soft bed with a wet cloth on my forehead.  I opened my
eyes and groaned as my
aching head made its pain known to me.  The mage was standing over me,
looking worridly at me.
"Young lady, I'm glad you are finally awake.  You gave me quite a scare.
The bite of a night
drone is quite often fatal.  You're lucky you were practically on my front
porch.  My healing
potions got into you in time, it seems.  What's your name?  I'm Silver."
He smiled warmly at me, and by the gods, those eyes seemed to bore right
into my soul.  "I'm
Raven.  Thank you for healing me.  I was lost in the woods and came upon
your tower when I
blacked out."  I tried to sit up, but my aching head didn't cooperate, and
the pain had me
wincing and falling back down on my back.
"You'd better take it easy.  The potions need time to work.  Even the
tiniest amount of night
drone venom can be deadly, and you must've been bitten by a big one, because
you seem to have
quite a bit of the stuff in you.  The healing potions I gave you will drive
the stuff out, but
it very well could take a while.  You just rest Raven, and I'll look in on
you later.  Try to
get some sleep."  He left the room and I quickly slumped back into
unconscousness.  When I next
woke up, an old man was sitting near the bed reading.  When he saw that I
was awake, he smiled
at me.
"Ah, young lady, you are finally awake.  How do you feel?"
"Better.  My head doesn't hurt anymore, but I'm really weak."  Indeed, it
was a struggle just
to sit up, I felt so weak.  He helped me to my feet and led me through the
lab into the small
study where he sat me down on a soft couch and left the room.  Silver came
into the room carrying
a silver tray with food and wine on it.
"Glad to see your awake.  I thought you might be hungry."  He smiled warmly
at me and sat the
tray down on the coffee table in front of me.  He drew up a bowl of stew and
held it out to me.
I tried to take it, but I could barely raise my arms, so weak was I.  He saw
my problem and
sat down next to me and hand fed me.  It was so sweet of him, I just melted.
I leaned into him
and sighed, and he gently put his arms around me.  I smiled up at him and
thanked him for
helping me and was suprised when he tenderly kissed me.
I was so shocked that I didn't respond for a few seconds but his warm lips
pressing onto mine
felt so good that I had no choice but to respond in kind.  We kissed gently
for several minutes
and I melted into his embrace, totally lost in my passion.  We broke our
kiss and he brought a
cup of wine to my lips and held it there while I drank deeply, enjoying the
flavor running
down my throat.
I desperately wanted to make love with him but was way too weak for anything
like that, so he
told me that I'd better get more rest.  I agreed and he helped me back into
bed.  I fell asleep
almost immediately and when I woke up, he was sitting at the foor of the
bed, watching me with a
friendly smile on his handsome face.
"How are you feeling?  I thought I'd check on you before going to bed."
Actually, I felt great!  And whats more, I was horny for him, boy was I
ever.
I patted the side of the bed next to me.  "Why don't you come to bed with me
and I'll show you
just how good I'm feeling?"  I gave him my best 'come hither' look and
waited for his reaction.
It suprised me.
"I don't think so.  I don't sleep with assassins, sorry about that.  Yup, we
found out who you are.  I expect you to leave in the morning.  Good night."
His expression had grown cold during
his speech and I felt knots in my stoumach.  I had never questioned my
lifestyle before this,
never been ashamed of what I do for a living.  I felt so confused.  I got
up, not wanting to
stay now that the mage knew what I was.
I quietly left the tower and found my horse tethered right outside, waiting
for me.  I got onto
him and rode off, realizing I'd just broken a contract.  Oh well, the witch
had insisted on
paying after the job was done, so I really didn't owe her anything in my
book.  I rode back to
town, making sure I stayed clear of the witch's shop and went back to the
inn and prepared to
stay the night.
Okay, I know your asking 'Are you stupid?  Why didn't you ride out of town
right then?'  Well,
I suppose I should have, but my experiences at the mage's tower had me so
confused I wasn't
really thinking straight.  But you're right.  As soon as I'd fallen asleep,
it seems, I woke
up with someone shaking me violently.  It was the witch.  I was strapped
down onto some kind
of table and she was looming over me, leering at me angrily.
"So you thought you'd double cross me, eh?  Well I'll fix you!"  She cackled
and went about
doing all number of things around me, I couldn't see very well since she had
my neck strapped
down to the table along with my arms and legs.  I did notice that she'd
stripped me bare, since
I could feel my bare back and bottom against the table.  She pushed some
kind of tube into my
cunt while chanting and I started getting REALLY nervous.  I had heard about
sex magick and was
scared at what she might be doing to me.  At some point, I must have passed
out, because when
next I awoke, I was in a strange forest and I was still naked.  The only
thing I had with me was
a scroll lying next to my feet.
I picked it up and read it.
 Dear Assassin,

 I hire you to do a simple job and you decide to screw it up by falling in
love
 with the damn mage is sent you to kill.  Bah!  Retched girl, you've managed
to
 help me after all though, because I used you to test a new spell of mine.
You
 are now a unique creature, deary.  You'll find that you can turn into a
tiger
 at will now, just try it.  I've placed you all the way across the great
forest
 beyond the great mountains in the valley of the centaurs.  They just HATE
 unwelcomed guests, and tigers are one of their worst enemies.  Have fun!
 P.S.  You have a month to reach your beloved mage...
I crumpled it in my hand and threw it down on the ground, mad.  My tail
swished angrily and
I looked around me.  Tail?  I looked down at myself and recieved a shock.  I
was... different.
I was still nude but my skin was covered in a soft down of orange-tinted
fur.  It was short,
and not uncomfortable, but strange.  I could feel a soft muzzle on my face
and I even had
whiskers.  My fingers and toes ended in sharp claws and I could feel sharp
fangs in my mouth.
This was too weird.  Well, I suppose it wasn't that bad.  The old hag could
have turned me
into a big newt or something.  I suppose this could have its advantages.  I
went to a nearby
tree and scaled it easily, climbing quickly up the large old oak until I was
at the very top,
looking around me at the landscape below.
I could see the great mountains that the witch had spoken of.  I just had to
get over those,
to return back to the lands I was familiar with.  And return I would, for I
had a score to
settle with that bitch.  I hadn't done her any harm.  Sure I'd agreed to a
job for her, that
wasn't excuse enough to use me as a guiney pig for her dark designs.  I
thought about what
she'd said about becoming a tiger and tried it.  It was easy!  Boy, was this
ever cool!  This
body was strong and quick.  Why I bet I could run all the way to the
mountains in a day with
these strong legs!  That old hag was going to get what she deserved.
I may be out of the assassin business, I decided I'd had enough of that kind
of living, but I
still had one more target, and she would never know what hit her.  I started
running and fairly
flew through the thicket as my strong legs ran at top speed easily.  I felt
so free, running
in the wind; nothing mattered but the air around me, the ground beneath me.

End of chapter two.

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