Thread: Certain Doom, Interrupted (Methos and Autumn)

At this point Pindar actually proved his usefulness. While not so physically imposing as his Thessalian comrades in this venture, as a royal guard he knew his way through the palace. Hence he led them through the winding corridors and then downwards to through the dungeon below. The palace seemed all but deserted aside from a few servants who simply kept their heads down and gave no indication that they found seven men with swords and camouflage upon their faces unusual. Another pair of guards was encountered, they staggered to their feet and raised their swords but were rather abruptly over run. A half dozen swords were directed towards them, and taken by surprise and outnumbered they offered little in the way of effective resistance. Thus they raced down into the dungeon as its guards lay in pools of their own blood. As Androkles ventured into the dungeon with his blade in hand, he heard a rather strange sound emerging from the dungeon. A scraping and snorting sound was head along with the clamp of hooves. Why would there be hooves in a dungeon..? He asked although none of his companions could offer any sort of explanation. The native Pindar shrugged as he said Their never were before His statement only seemed to confirm that the sound was something that did not seem to belong. Androkles remarked Faster..find her! A sense of something being wrong struck him and the Thessalians fanned out as they began to check the cells for the one that held the princess. An ill suspicion filled him as the prince elected to follow his nose. His nostrils flared and recoiled as the scent of what seemed like rancid cattle became rather pungent. Hence he moved towards that rather odious odor. As they searched the dungeon the cries of Fire! could be heard as it would appear the other prong of his plan appeared to have successfully executed its objective. Now it was merely a matter of him holding up his own. He picked up his pace as he dashed down the hallway and he heard the princess crying out expecting death. He slid to a halt in front of the cell door. The wooden barrier stood in his path as he saw a pair of minotaurs entering the cell and moving towards the princess. Shit He backed up to the wall and then ran towards the door and threw his shoulder into it. A loud thump was heard as his rather brawny form collided with it. The door would shudder and the hinges groaned. His shoulder quite naturally ached as he remarked Bloody hell..so close yet so far. But with that said, he back up towards the wall and with a rather determined cry dashed forward and threw his shoulder into the door again. Yet this time the hinged groaned and then the metal snapped and he fell forward atop the door with a rather loud crash as it struck the door. Son of a bitch.. He muttered as he pushed himself up off the floor and drew his sword. The prince rose with his sword in hand and a rather aching shoulder as the crash of the door striking the floor had caused both the minotaurs to turn from closing in upon the princess to regard this new interloper. Given that the minotaurs were pointing more than their noses at him as they turned to face him, there was little question as to what would have transpired had he been any longer. He heard the sound of his men yelling and their sandaled feet. On the other hand they werent there right now to help him as two rather angry and apparently horny minotaurs charges right at him. As the minotaurs dashed at him he elected to leap at them. Well he almost leap at them in any chase, it would be more truthful that he leap into a gap at about waist level between them and then scrambled to his feet behind them. Thereafter, as they turned about his sword lashed into the hamstring of the nearest minotaur, slicing behind its knee. A howl of pain was heard as the creature stepped forward and then stumbled to the ground. However, the didnt stop the other minotaur from dashing back towards him. Its bull-like frame dwarfed even the rather brawny Thessalian prince. But he stared the creature down and his sword was held loosely in his grasp. As the creature charged him he waited and at the last moment he stepped to the side, darting from its path as his sword would slice at its arm as he did so. A cry of animalistic pain escaped the monsters lips and it turned more quickly and a long arm lashed out towards the prince. He stepped backwards and his hands slipped down and pulled a dagger from his belt. He threw the knife towards the creatures thick neck. It grunted in pain as the blade stuck in the side of its neck. It paused long enough that Androkles had a moment to dash forwards as it froze and with all the force his body could muster he drove his blade into its gullet. The minotaur snarled and leaned in to grasp him with its huge hands and he felt the crushing grip of its fingers, all he could do was twist the blade hed plunged into it and as the creature bled out onto the floor its grasp weakened. He pulled forth his blade and then turned and rather directly moved towards the downed minotaur. The prince drove the tip of his blade down into its throat. Finally his soldiers and Pindar appeared in the doorway and Pindar inquired Prince Androkles are you alright? Yea..never better, thanks for the help there. Sarcasm tinted his voice but batter, bruised and bloodied he turned towards where the princess had been chained. He somewhat gingerly moved over towards her as he beckoned over one of his men Are you alright Princess? He asked as he remarked Undo her shackles. The fellow pulled out a lock pick and began to fiddle with the locks and one by one they were slowly made to click and then remove themselves from her limbs. He looked at the trooper and muttered Where were you when I needed that door opened? Were a little short on time for introductions Princess, but given the circumstances Im sure youll understand. Im Prince Androkles of Thessally, these fine fellow are comrades of mine, although Pindar here is one of yours and he related your plight to me. I could hardly leave you here to be sacrificed. But the rest of my men have fired their ships, but Im rather sure that it would be unwise if we remained here to see how long it takes them to realize that there may be more transpiring than just their ships being fired..so this is when we should run.