Thread: What is Forbidden (for butterfly0408)

Chief Kah sat upon his golden throne as Tarok and his daughter were dragged inside. The witchdoctor was thrown to the ground, barely conscious and moaning in pain. Already a crowd had gathered inside the throne room. They crowded together on the outskirts, the high families and nobles of the tribe, all of them eager to remove this dark stain from their tribes history. Kah was an imposing figure sitting high above them all on his throne. A proud warrior in his youth his sported a large, broad frame that while having grown fatter from his years as chief still looked powerful enough to kill a man if he needed to. His headdress, a golden helmet decorated with feather from every bird imaginable, sat upon his head regally. Beside him his advisor stepped forward and opened a very long scroll and proceeded to read to the assembled the crimes Tarok was accused of. Tarok was only just coming to as his charges were being read against him. The words were loud in his head with the advisor's voice sounding like one bird chirping among a thousand others. Slowly he came to his senses and could make out what was being said, the charges of blood magic, consorting with demons, and ensnaring the mind of one of the royal family among the many crimes he was accused of. Frankly he was insulted as only two-thirds of those were true. How does the prisoner plead? the advisor announced before the court. Tarok shook his head a bit and spat out some of the blood pooling in his mouth. Tell me Chief Kah, he looked the tribes leader in the eye. Do you stiff suffer from those nightmares or did the talisman I gave you work? Kah's face turned red in rage and embarrassment as a small murmur went through the crowd. SILENCE! His voice echoed through the chamber. It was deep, powerful, and cruel. Befitting the chief of their tribe. For all we know it was YOU who sent those nightmares in the first place! A convenient ruse so you could pluck my youngest right from under our eyes! His gaze turned to Kaisa but there was no love for her behind them though she did not have to fear a punishment coming upon her. Tarok would suffer enough for the both of them. I have sought the council of my advisors and we are unanimous in our decision. Tarlok, for the high crimes of which you are accused... Tarlok bowed his head and smiled. It was the kind of smile only one who was about to meet his end could have. There was nothing he could do now to stop death from claiming him. He thought back to how he had reassured Kaisa he would just disappear...ha! If only magic were that simple. This is it... he thought as the verdict was cast. The cheif's voice boomed through the chamber You will be banished from the tribe! Now Tarok's eyes were open wide. Any mask of calm he had been wearing before had given way to surprise and fear. All around the people were talking, some crying out for his blood to be spilt right then and there, while the chief raised his hands to silence them. We are of the mind that killed the witchdocter on our own lands would bring naught but trouble. Who knows what kind of four demons he bears within him that may be released upon his death? That is why he will be taken across the lake and dragged far from out lands and left in the jungle. It is there death will claim him as it has so many others. Tarok was visibly shaking, eye darting around as he tried to find a way out of this. Wait...no! he thought he would be whipped or tortured. Starved in a cell for months. But being banished...this was his place of power. It was in this city he had forged the protective runes that kept him protected from evil spirits and demons that wished him harm. Though young he had made many enemies in the spirit world and if he were to be taken away from his home...NO! Anything but that! Please, you have to listen! he had never begged for anything in his life. Had sworn not to. But now, as the guards came up from behind and grabbed him by the arms he was willing to do anything. Already he could hear voices scratching at the back of his mind, dark promises from things eager to find him in the jungle. Kaisa! he cried out, eyes looking for her in the crowd. Do something! Stop them!