Chapter 2 Bob Reuben

The door to the Reuben shop was just cracking at the site of the commotion and with no hesitation Diggery forced it open nearly knocking poor Bob into the floor. Did, did you steel those bob said in utter exasperation eying the few remaining trinkets that had not fallen in the chase. I did and what of it exclaimed Diggery and Bob looked utterly shocked at the frankness the boy used, surely Diggery should be afair of being turned in or at least forced to return the goods, but though Bob was a man nearly twice the age of Diggery something about the boy made him obey what ever the young fool said. Bob couldn't understand it maybe even Diggery himself didn't understand but it had long been established between the two of them that Diggery was in charge and Bob was bound to obey.

In fact they met only three months ago when Diggery was stealing bread and Mutton from Bob himself. Bob had spied the boy take it and ran for the guards but a quick word of rebuke from Diggery stopped him dead in his tracks. At first Diggery had told him that the food was for a sick sister, which turned out to be a lie. And then he simply claimed it in one of those to the victor goes the spoils ways. Since that day Bob has always looked the other way when Diggery ducks in. He simple feels he must.

To Diggery their relationship seemed simpler. He was the hustler and Bob was his mark. In truth he had met Bob several times before their first official meeting and taking Bobs measure Diggery new he was weak. Still Bob had an innocent streak that made even Diggery admire him, if only a little.

To Bob howevr, Diggery was a complete mystery, he was dusty, and dingy, yes, but their was something about him that set him apart in the east provincia slums. He could command, he could lead. Just the word shocked him, becuase it was very, very rare among the common class. Keep your head down Bob, his dad had alqays told him, do the right thing, be a good man but know your place and keep your head down! To Bob it was gosple so how is it that a street kid held such gusto? Bobo din't know and until he knew he could refuse Diggery nothing.

The was 3 Bells past noon when Diggery Slipt away. G'day Bob he murmered as he left. Good day in deed thought Bob as he hoped the thief would not be seen leaving from his shop.good, day indeed.

Christopher and Eric had returned to Eric's home for the day the shopping was all done and harder chores were ahead. The police had asked for discriptions and Eric and Chris Abliged. Aunt Evalen was quite in shock as the two retold the tale.

Chapter1, Part1

A cold chill danced about the foggy air of civalaneous as the town folk slowly rose to their morning tasks. It was a moring not like any other and soon the markets would be bustling with the sounds of travelers and townfolk alike. You see it was the begining of tourist season and the town was finishing it's normal preperations. In two weeks the feast of juvinance would begin and the seasonwould officially be in full swing.

The Markets of Civilania were legendary. As a sea-side city it enjoyed many foriegn delicacies and the locale produce and crafts were equally enticing. Civilania was simply a great place to live, and an evey greater place to visit this time of year.

As you journey to the northeast of the town you find the Provinicia Prominade. This was the heart of the market district, with street venders and cafes. Despite the early hour it was already getting busy and the light of dawn was cresting the easter hill and chsing the cold form the market.

It just so happen that today a young poor boy Christopher, his friends call him chris, was traveling through the market with his uncle Eric. Though Chris had seen the market many times before he was always impressed with the preperations. When is the first great play he asked his uncle, but his uncle's respones was cut short by the sounds of metal and shouting.

Not three feet from Christopher a young boy in tatered cloths burst through the tent cloth of an adjacent shop, carrying pots and trinkets and droping more of his booty every other step, until the need for haste out wieghed his greed and he droped all but two of them in an attempt to escape the guard now pounding at his heels. It happend so fast that Chris couldn't react. Stop him shouted the guards, but Chris stood there dumbfounded as the thief passed quickly. But as he passed his eyes locked with Christophers. The brief connection was so deep that Diggery almost thought he could hear the boy's thoughts, but out of time he dropped the loot and fled.

The guards were not nearly fast enough to catch the nimble thief but they had recovered almost all of the merchants goods and that would be worth a commendation and maybe even a small bonus. If they had caught the thief the head captain Alexander would have treated them all to a fine dinner, but they had not so avoiding a scolding was reward enough.

Diggery should not run for long he new, as running only encouraged curiosity and the guards had lost him four blocks ago. Still, he had to get out of sight just in case. A sucker was what he needed. And that was exactly what he found.

Christopher's Beginning

A young boy, who was no more than fourteen or thirteen years old, was sitting on the porch of his home. His name was Christopher. He was poor, hungry, and constantly begging for money. One day, young Christopher decided to go to the market to grab any money people dropped. There he met Diggerout. Instantly, Christopher knew Diggerout was evil. He then dedicated his life to stopping Diggerout. Christopher found out about the relics. The library had many scrolls on the subject. Those scrolls gave Chistopher the information he was looking for. This was how Chistopher's journey began.

Diggerout the Thief

The most famous thief was Diggerout. His first sucker was poor Timothy Reuben. Diggerout was like all the other people but felt as though he didn't belong. He had some kind of charm. Diggerout was smart and cunning. Anyway, Timothy was fooled into allowing Diggerout into his store. He was a collector of all kinds of things. Young Diggerout stole several items, including a relic. His career was just getting started. He had a sudden will to collect all the relics. Then he started to harbor a hate bigger than ever before. Diggerout soon led an organized team of thieves. This was only the beginning of Diggerout's own sieges.

The Library in the Provincia Promenade Marketplace

The library was a popular place to be back then. People from other kingdoms came to read the stories about the relics and the evil king. In front of the library was the North Well. The whole north end of the kingdom's water came from there. The library was in the Provincia Promenade Marketplace. All the kingdom's markets were there. You have to be very careful for most of the pety thieves were there. Most people already protected themselves, but those who didn't were very quickly robbed.

About The Authors!

This story is being co-wrote by me Jason Williams, A graduate of the navy Nuclear program and veteran of two wars, and my brother Keland Kelly. The first post was his and his writing is comming along nicely! These first few posts are our way of writing the characters first, I have to warn you these developing posts are spoilers and If you read them now you will probably be reading suprises that we want to save for later , But that's the price of us getting started!

Code Name Darius!

He was dingy and charming someone who belonged perfectly, in the dusty crowd but some how did not belong at all. He had an air of intelligence that baffled those who near him. He had a charm and that charm was whatconvinced poor Bob Reuben to open the door and let him in. You probably already know Bob was his first sucker!

The Traracles Amipitheatre

The men marched. The drums banged. The crowd cheered.This was probably one of the best plays ever preformed in the Traracles Amphitheatre. The story this time was the town favorite "Sieges of the King,". This was the story of an evil king. He was a good leader at first, but then,the tragedy began. He found powerful relics. These relics were enchanted by a sorcerer, however his spell had a curse. The king wanted to destroy evil. He knew he would, except the curse turns all who use them evil. The king then wanted to destroy everything. Soon he began his empire. Fifty years later his grandson overthrew him and hid the relics forever. That is were our story begins. The grandson`s descendant found the the first relic. He was ensued by the darkness. His brother tried to stop him. Wait. I`m getting ahead of myself. This chapter is about the Traracles Amphitheatre and the story of the Relics of Evil. Well, I suppose, since I have nothing else to write about, I might as well end this chapter.