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 so here's the new episode 9

After a long arduous journey the duke and his new family reached the walls of Anduin. He addressed the guard “I seek audience with the Tsar. Send word that the duke of Tzrauel is at the gates and urgently requires to speak with him. “How do I know that you are the duke of Tzrauel. You could be anybody for all I know. Said the guard . The duke raised his hand to reveal a ring with the family crest on. “My apologies duke. I will send word straight away. Said the Guard. He signaled to a young boy in the corner, eaves dropping on the conversation. “yes captain” replied the young boy, and scurried off  towards the town. “Please come join us in the guard house duke, It is only very humble but it will shelter you and your family from the wind at least. Private  get them a drink.” Said the captain of the guard. “Yes captain” said the private. Soon the messenger was back. “ The Tsar has granted you his audience” said the messenger. “Folow me” said the captain of the guard. He lead them through the bustling town to toward the palace, Where they were greeted on arrival by the Tsars advisor. “ I’ll lead him from here guard return to your duties. It is good to see you duke, I hear you have just won a victory against the careighnian? You must be very pleased.” “We did but I fear my luck may have just run out.” Said the duke. “ I am very sorry to here that” said the Tsar’s advisor guiding him into the throne room. Where a lavishly dressed man holding a staff awaited them, and then addressed the duke. “Stephen, he said how nice to see you, I trust you are well” he said. The duke couldn’t look at him. “Kratice” said the Tsar. “But how” said the duke. “He came here many moons ago, shortly after having been dismissed from  king bolvodose’s service for his treacherous tongue, wanting us to join his little hate campaighn. I paid him no heed and sent him away with a flee in his ear” said the Tsar “Then the king is aware” said the duke.  “I wrote to him the same evening and had my messenger deliver it to the king in person.” “Then what came of it” said the duke. “Ask him yourself” said the Tsar, with a grin on his face. The duke gulped and kneeled. “My king” said the duke. “Old friend he said why do you labor so, under such a misunderstanding. I have known Kratice’s intentions for a long time. Stand you old fool! Said the king before whispering in his ear the words “I know what you have done and you are forgiven” The duke hiding tears of both reconciliation and relief , stood up. “You are the closest thing to kindred I have besides my mother Stephen, I am hurt you think I would treat you so wrongly. But all is well in the end. You may return to your home you are safe my friend, but you must promise to never distrust me so again. I am your king and harbor no hatred for those who would slay mine enemies” he laughed. Come let us make merry. There is much to rejoice!

“Is he asleep Gither” said Asrael. “Aye he’s asleep interrupted Octavia with a twinkle in her eye. Have you got the spell? “I’ve got it laughed Gither. “Have you got the hooks though” “off course” replied Octavia. “Are they rusty” said Asrael getting excited.” Oh very” said Octavia in a giggly voice. “Then let us begin” said Gither. “Let’s string him up by his manhood” said Asrael. “Ah. Ah. Ah.” said Gither. “You’ve got to build the pain up gradually bit by bit until they beg for death, then we’ll string him up by his manhood,  and drain every drop of his blood”

  The shah-man collapsed in a pile with exhaustion stared out the bars of metal that surrounded him, starved of sunlight and food , the dank surroundings and incessant wavering of the seas made him keel other to be sick. Suddenly a voice came from the staircase that leads to the deck of the ship. "arre we be making port shortly fetch the prisoner" said the voice. Suddenly a scrawny man with a patchy scar across his left cheek and an even more blotchy tattoo down the vertices of his left arm which to all appearances looked like he had done it himself, sauntered across the room jangling a bunch of keys. "I hope your going to behave yourself this time" said the pirate. The shah-man overwhelmed by sickness said nothing before he  was bundled up the stairs his hands still tied together his  feet trembling,  He arrived on  deck where men began to board a series of small vessels that where then lowered into the sea with a hiss as they hit the water. Suddenly the shah-man felt a pushing on his back and before he knew it he was head first into one of the vessels. A mighty roar of laughter broke out among the men and as he looked up beside him grinned a giant of a man of nearly seven foot with huge muscular shoulders and a ginormous machete that reminded him of his first encounter with the pirates. "Where we going" said the young shah-man. "to see are friend the dragon" was the reply

It was a clear night and the three witches sauntered down a rocky hill to the Valley in the south of Tzrauel , carrying a metal bath tub , they had stolen from the Inn keeps Room, a wooden spoon and a jar that appeared to be filled with the blood of the unfortunate in keep . They gradually made their way to the very bottom of the valley clambered through a very tight hole in the opposing hill where  Asrael lit a candle  to reveal a massive cavern with a stream running through the light of the candle lit the room in a pale red light that made the room reminiscent of some kind of immortal gateway to hell, the stream appearing almost volcanic. Gither placed the bath tub in the middle of the cavern. The three witches stood round them their heads pointing to the ceiling their hands clasped behind their backs and their feet apart, They began to start a gargling noise with the throats, Suddenly Asrael lifted the jar above her head  and continued to gargle louder and louder and above this noise came the chanting of Gither. "Master heed are call we give u this sacrifice so are enemies may fall, we give you this bloody heart, that we be smart, we give you this lung that a adventures be sung, we give you this blood that we should look good . Asrael  poured the bloody entrails into  the bath tub and began to stir and stir and stir at this point gather added some dragons blood and as Asrael stirred the spoon images started to appear in the bath tub their heads shot down and the witches seemed to be sent into some sought of trance their heads spinning round in circles like that off an owl . Three hours later the witches began to awake from their trance. "I can feel his power running through me said Asrael exalted. " make the most it, it won’t last long before we must make another sacrifice so we need to locate those brats soon as and keep an eye on them, or well never get are precious amulet back”.