Brom the Steed

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Summary

Story of Sir Aegon Lambeck, warden of Lyonesse. Centaurs are invading. And someone need to stop it. But who?

Status
Complete
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
16+

Brom the Steed

In the land of fantasy fill with monstrous creatures. A combat force was needed to aid the common folks against such threats. Thus was born the Knight Templar which compose of large number of heartless. Heartless were human bred to hunt creatures of the night. They were different then the common folk. As they can withstand the bite of creatures and not turn into one of them. And another unique quality they have was that each one them have a heart shape emblem on their chest that lid up and gave them a slight sting to alert them of coming supernatural threats. But as creature grew more fearsome. Not one alone could face them. So groups were form. And thus the Templars were started under the order of King Arthur, with the elite members being put on his Knights of the Round Table. For years that tradition live on and is alive by his son King Amr and his own band of Knights of the Round Table. He was a just and fair king of not only Camelot but also all of Europe. So he and his men watch over the lands and are offend sent to deal with these trouble that arise.

Where is exactly where we find one of these great knights. And his name was Sir Aegon Lambeck. He was the protector of the land of Lyonesse. And it was being over run by a group of centaurs being lead by Brom the Steed. But his plans was meant with some unfortunate results. He was capture by the centaurs and brought back to their camp. He was brought among their’s leader, Brom.

B: Ha! Ha! The great Sir Lambeck here at his knees. And here I though you were gonna be a problem. Your getting rusty in your age.

AL: Hey I’m still pretty ripe.

B: Sure you are. So what will it be? Beheading or have you tie from each limp as we pull you apart.

AL: Hmm...both sound so pleasant. But I have a better idea. How about we play a game of riddles?

B: Riddles? You can’t be serious?

Al: Oh I am. You see I have a secret it may or may not be important for you know it.

B: What is it?

Al: Well play my game and I’ll tell you.

B: And what if you win. What do you want? To be set free?

Al: Well with any other man that would be what the goal would be. But I’m a fair man. And I’m pretty your not smart enough to best me. So if I win. You tell me your secret.

B: Secret of mine? Fine then! Deal! As Brom smiles saying either or he’ll still win regardless.

Al: Great so rules are they have to riddles and we each say three. And who ever have the most right wins.

B: Alright then. You first meatbag.

Al: Alright. Here one “ My love, when I gaze on thy beautiful face, Careering along, yet always in place, The thought has often come into my mind If I ever shall see thy glorious behind” he said in over dramatic tone with a Shakespearean voice. As Brom though and though and finally it hit him.

B: The answer is Moon!.

Al: Very good now it your turn.

B: Oh yes. I’ll make it simple. As he spoke off in his raspy voice “ It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt. And empty holes it fills. It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter. “ Immediately after he was done. Lambeck knew the answer.

Al: Is it Darkness?

B: Ah quite right you are. You know this is quite fun. Either thou I do still plan on killing you after were done.

Al: I am looking forward to it. So let move quick. And here my next one. “What has roots as nobody sees, Is taller than trees, Up, up it goes, And yet never grows?” And then Brom shot straight up knowing the answer quick. Saying he heard this one before. He replied with a ever so gleefully grin.

B: The answer is a mountain.

AL: Right you are good boy.

Brom laugh. Knowing he was gonna win. Alright knight your turn.

Al: Right then. Go on?

B: “I’ve measured it from side to side, ’Tis three feet long and two feet wide.

It is of compass small, and bare , To thirsty suns and parching air.” As Lambeck heard the riddle, but for life of him. He couldn’t figure it out. So he just decided to guess. He shouted a grave?

B: Is that your final answer?

Al: Yes.

B: Well then your wrong, Sir.

As Aegon look in distrust. “Fine, but I still have one more.”

B: Very well if you insist on still going. Speak!

Aegon step up and said his last riddle.

AL: “I’m a strange contradiction; I’m new, and I’m old, I’m often in tatters, and oft decked with gold. Though I never could read, yet lettered I’m found; Though blind, I enlighten; though loose, I am bound, I’m always in black, and I’m always in white; I’m grave and I’m gay, I am heavey and light- In form too I differ - I’m thick and I’m thin, I’ve no flesh and bones, yet I’m covered with skin; I’ve more points than the compass, more stops than the flute;I sing without voice, without speaking confute. I’m English, I’m German, I’m French, and I’m Dutch; Some love me too fondly, some slight me too much; I often die soon, though I sometimes live ages, And no monarch alive has so many pages.

Brom look confuse. Thinking in his head that was quite tricky. Until he look over at a book. And realize the answer was a book.

B: Is it a Book?

Al: My god you are right.

B: Ha ha. Maybe you should have bet your life. Cause either or you would have die.

Al: Yes how unfortunate for me. Well you best me.

B: Yes I have. So what is your secret?

Al: Well my secret is. I came in your camp with two hands, but you see I lost my left hand a year ago. So what could possibly be in my left glove. The centaur grab him and took off the left glove. Wondering himself what was in there. And what he saw horrified him. It was pack full of Deia Rocks. For those who don’t what Deia Rocks are. They are a special type of rocks when held by something unnatural. They combust and attack any existing creatures around the area including the one that first held the rocks.

As Brom mutter in a low voice “oh fu....” As the rocks went flying out killing every centaur that was near by. Causing them to combust and turn to ash. As they died. Aegon took a golden horseshoe that Brom was wearing under one of his hooves as he was tip over as proof for killing the centaur back to King Amr. As Brom was slowly dying.

Aegon look at Brom and say “Well”

Brom quietly said what?

AL: The answer to your riddle is Well. I knew the answer, but wanted to see how things played out.

B: Screw you.

Al: Goodbye, champ.

As he was starting to fade to ash. So Aegon crouch done took one of Brom teeth out before he completely turn to ash. The tooth was a tradition when a hunter hunt a new monster you take their tooth as a trophy. And that was the end of that. So he went off to King Amr. Signifying the end of his mission. Which he then made his way back to Camelot to tell King Amr of his mission. Thus bringing an end to another tale of one the great Knights of the Round Table. With us knowing to wearied of those who give gifts. For you never know what could be lurking in the surprise. So on that note I leave you with another thrilling tale of this amazing world and hopefully when you need to once more escape from the everyday norms. Come join me with another wondrous tale...