Today I completed the editing of the first book in my Visigothic series, and printed it out for the artist Cheryl Parsons who will be doing all of the pictures for the series. The second book is complete as far as the story line and needs to be edited, and I am writing the third book as of now. Here is a chapter from book three and I hope you enjoy it. These are the bad guys in the story, and here they cut a very comical picture. :) In the faraway crags and recesses of the Carpathian Mountains, there lived a witch. She was the mother of Hister and had taken a keen interest in her growing Grandchild, Iblis. The boy was now nearly five and spent his time between the fortress of Kul Oba and the home of his Grandmother Svetlana. She dwelt in a cottage made of wood and thorns, which sat over the mouth of the cave where she conducted fowl rituals and along with her coven of six witches, served the evil purposes of Loki. Svetlana was sixty six years old now. Nowhere to be found was Hister’s father, for she had born Hister out of wedlock and the whereabouts of Radu of Dakkia was unknown. Rumors were noised about, that Hister had turned him into a tree but no one could confirm or deny it. Svetlana stood about five feet ten inches tall and weighed 175 pounds, and a diet of swine blood and raw pig meat to her was a delicacy. Her hair was shorn off and her head was shaved bald and she had a silver coated bone in her nose. On her forehead, a pentagram had been tattooed in black. She wrapped her head in a thick green scarf. She wore large pentagram ear rings, had a long black dress whose collar extended far out from the back like some sort of half clamshell. Her face and head were colored white with makeup and her lips and eye sockets, as well as her finger nails were painted black. Her eyebrows were decorated by a touch of leafy green and between her eyes was a red dot of paint, as well as one on the tip of her nose. Iblis was tall for his age, and thin with an olive skin complexion and dark brown hair. His eyes were blue, a trait he had inherited from his mother Heike. He was dressed in black and was barefoot as Svetlana held him on her lap in the dining hall in Hister’s Castle while she shaved his head and painted the boy with white make up. “Yes my little precious. You shall rise and be a great King. The blood of Kings flows through your veins. You shall learn my Magic, and the sorcery of your Father you shall weild, my precious Iblis. Here, have some more meat.” She fed him some chopped pieces of cooked pork and Heike said, “Yes, you shall indeed son. You are my beautiful boy.” Iblis ate the meat from Svetlana’s fingers and just said, “When Grandmother?” She kissed him on his forehead and replied, “When you are well grown Iblis. But beware and do not anger your father. He has grown more powerful than I anticipated and soon will be beyond my control. Heike, you will soon be ready to join my coven and become a Witch of Carpathia. Beware of the power of the Circle of the Spirit Maids and Zakarah the Elf. She is powerful Heike and before this is over, we must face them down and destroy them. I leave it to my son as the Dark Wizard of Dakkia to deal with the Sons of Light! It is for us as brides of Loki, to deal with the circle of the Spirit Maids! That Zakarah Elf will soon learn to her chagrin that hell has come to breakfast literally! Come, everyone eat quickly, it is time for the evening sacrifice to Loki. The sow is ready to be ties upon the altar. You look beautiful Iblis. Come with us to the Black Ziggurat. Svetlana led the way to the Ziggurat, across the massive stone causeway that connected it to the fortress. They were joined by Hister and Throostra and a group of Gnomes in black robes and hoods, as well as King Dragos the Green and several of his advisors. There were groups of slaves coming down the ramp, which wrapped around the tower and led to the top. The tower was only half way complete, and yet it was rising like a terrible scar on the otherwise beautiful landscape, and was at this phase a good 400 feet tall. The plan was for it to rise to a height of 666 feet. A shrine in the shape of pentagram was to be constructed there and into it would be placed the All Seeing Eye, at least when Hister had located all of it. The slaves bowed low to the ground as the entourage of evil began their ascent up to the top, where there was an altar where this evil troop sacrificed a pig to Loki three times a day. Hister and his mother walked together at the head of this group with Dragos not far behind, followed by everyone else. Heike, whose face was painted with green make up, around which flowed her long locks of red hair, had Iblis by the hand as they made their way up and the little boy complained, “Momma, why do we have to go up there all they time? This place is creepy and my legs hurt! Please let’s go back Mommy!” Heike put him up on her shoulders and said, “We go by order of your father Iblis.” The wind was blowing and a storm was moving in as they continued to climb. The moon was showing through a hole in the clouds which looked like the mouth of a dragon. Heike had on a dress identical to that of Svetlana and her lips and eye sockets were painted red, with a black dot on her nose and between her eyes. On Hister’s shoulder sat Argob, the sorcerer’s giant Seeing Eye raven and pet and Svetlana said to him, “Hister, must you keep that ugly fowl? Honestly son I never understood your infatuation with ravens, even when you were a child even if this one is Argob, your familiar Spirit.” He snarled back, “Dear Mother, this is my fortress and the pets I choose my familiar to become are my choice and mine alone!” She replied, “You should take care to spend more time with your son than birds Hister. He must see you for the powerful Sorcerer that you have become by the hand of Loki and want to carry on what we have started.” He replied, “What do you mean, ‘carry on’ what I started? Soon we will have immortality Mother and I will not have need of a replacement. My agents are out searching Midgard and soon we will have the final pieces of the All Seeing Eye. Ragnarok as we desire it will come and I will rule all of Midgard for eternity. You dear mother, will sit a Queen and ride your beast across the length and breadth of the Empire and our New World Order!” She retorted, “Ragnarok! Immortality and a New World Order you say my son? You have not even succeeded in these last four years to crush the Tervingian Rebellion! Now Sigurd is more powerful than ever and rules all the tribes of Tervingia as a single, United Kingdom, and what of the All Seeing Eye? We have the Pupil Orb and three sides only! It will not function yet Hister and even when we find where Yoshael the Elf hid the other pieces that Leprechaun girl has the most important piece, and without it the device cannot be activated.” Hister laughed and the raven swalked and he replied with a laugh, “I have set in motion a plan to secure the Heart of the Sea, without inviting an invasion of this fortress before the completion of the Black Ziggurat! Soon the rebellion will be crushed and the Heart of the Sea ours. I will rid the world of all Leprechauns in our New World Order! There is no place for such a race of deformed animal and I will not allow them to pollute the races of Midgard with their blood any longer Mother.” She replied, “Keep your eye on the goal son! Don’t let your hate for the Leprechauns depath us from the goal of winning this war. Four years ago we could have destroyed them, but you forced Idanthrsus to seen troops to the Thracian Border when there was no threat from that area! It was your own paranoia that has gone on to cost us lots of time, and will force us to expend even more treasure when the time comes for our Empire to strike back.” Hister replied, “Indeed mother, but have you not said that patience is a virtue? What is four years to people like us? I will not send an Army to Thorstadt or Ariemel until we have the Heart of the Sea.” Svetlana replied sarcastically, “And just how do you expect then to get the gem when it is around the neck of Molly O’Hurleyhune who is in Thorstadt?” He wagged his head and replied, “Down in Byzantium there are shops which sell vessels made from a commodity brought from Cathay called porcelain. Now let us say that there is a thief who wishes to seize one unique vase. Will he go in broad daylight and stampede a Taurine Bull into the shop, or send forth a Minotaur? No, for he knows that on the day he does this, the bull or the Minotaur will smash not only the other vessels in the shop, but the one he desires for himself. Or worse for him, the shopkeeper will know why the bull has been sent, and then hide the priceless vase away when he sees the attackers coming. Though the shop will be destroyed and all that it within, yet the shopkeeper will escape with the vase. Now the thief has tried to break in during the night to steal the vase, but has found it guarded so securely that he dare not make the attempt. So, by and by, he found the shopkeeper’s child unguarded and playing freely in the open, and seized the boy for ransom till the shopkeeper should deliver up the vase to him in a secret place, far away from where the thief actually lived. And when the shopkeeper had brought the vase, and it had been delivered up to him, the thief’s gang set upon the shopkeeper, slaying both him and his child.” If we are to obtain the Heart of the Sea, this is how it must be done.” They made their way to the top and performed their sacrifice as usual. The lightening flashed and the thunder peeled, but Loki did not appear to them as he had done in times past. All around them though, there were demonic being moving as black shadows of the night. Iblis was terrified of all of this and Hister came up and seized him from his mother’s arm and stood him on the ground! He took the boy to the altar and then he said, “Iblis my son look out over the world here from this tower. See all of it? All of it is mine, and I will give you a share of it as long as you bow down and worship me, for I am the image of the beast. I am the Son of Loki. You will grow up and take you place beside me here, and then destroy Ronan when he comes against us for the final battle for Midgard.” Iblis replied, “Father, who is Ronan?” Hister answered in an emotionless, unfeeling tone saying, “He is the Son of Sigurd the Tervingian. He was sent into the world as a warrior of the Sons of Light in order to kill us all and take my throne. You were sent into this world by Loki to destroy him before he destroys us.” Iblis bowed at his father’s feet and replied, “By your Command father.” Loki watched all of them from the top of one of the pinnacles of the castle, in the human shape of a barbarian warrior with long black hair, silver plate armor, gray trousers and black boots. He had two swords in sheaths on his back and was having a good laugh at the sight of Hister and his troop.
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