With Scar now lost in his own hat, Bandit and Mariela have found themselves a new ally. Question is, how did he come to be in the maze?
Scene setting – The Maze of Greed, Seven Sins Series.
This arc is co-written with Phyln, Dessy and Artie.
Phyln: Following the force that had drawn him there Solomons trek through the maze was made significantly easier. Taking atleast half the time if not less that it would have taken had he went through relying on basic senses. Rounding a final corner the click of his cane on the ground stopped as he stood silent. He watched over several people a little further in, he had heard screaming as he approached but could discern any of the actual words. whatever was going on drew him here so now he watched. Taking up a spot nearby to do just that the first site was that of a giant man appearing and striking at another, he could now clearly make out what they spoke about but it was not his business so he kept to himself. With everything that was going on around here he was deffinetly in the right place.
Dessy: Mariela looked back down at the hat, then up at Raul. He had a look of triumph. Like he was the greatest thing in the world because he sent Scar off. This fact made Mariela angry. She looked behind her at Bandit, seeing her hold up her dagger, and simply gave her a nod. She then turned back to Raul and glared. He was mocking her. Why was he mocking her? Mariela clenched her hands together in fists, just getting more angry than she already was. Seeing him march toward Bandit, Mariela took a defensive position in front of her.
“He wasn’t my play boy. And if you call me little witch again, I swear…” she started, but was interrupted by… yodeling? Yodeling and Scottish. That’s all she heard, before she saw Raul get knocked down with the blunt end of an ax. She widened her eyes, watching him get thrown in the bush, then looking up at the tall and large… very large and tall… man. “Thank you.” she spoke softly, her gaze going back over to the bush. She then turned around, walking back over to Bandit and kneeling beside her. “We need to get out of this maze. Preferably before Raul wakes up.” she spoke to her. She was about to pick her up, before the giant spoke.
“Okeee…then. Can anyone tell me…where the bloody hell I am? Do either of you know a Quinn?”
This caused Mariela to look up at him with a raised eyebrow, standing up. “You’re in Hell…” she spoke slowly. Why didn’t he know where he was? And who was he? Why was he in this maze? “A Quinn? No, I don’t know of a Quinn.” she said, looking to Bandit with a confused expression. “But this is Bandit, and I’m Mariela.” she turned her gaze back to the giant. “Who are you? And may I ask, how did you get here in the maze?” she asked, crossing her arms. Maybe he knew how to get out of the maze… if so, maybe he could help them get out.
Artie: Fear struck Bandit as Raul began to move towards her, breath pausing and her whole body tensing — but he would soon be staring at Douglas in surprise, right up dropping her dagger as she stared at the giant. What an interesting twist this had been.. Where did this guy even come from?! Bandit blinked a bit, letting her hands fall onto her lap and leaving them there. “Yes.. there’s a Quinn.. Hellhound, right? Basically Satan’s entire police force?” Oh, Bandit had run into Quinn, from the look on her face. Not that she didn’t particularly like the hellhound, but.. “She’s intense.. But no matter that. Who’re you? And how do you not know that you’re in Hell?” She blinked, confusion etched on her face. Bandit didn’t quite know the circumstances of Douglas’s arrival…
Her confusion was replaced with pain as she winced, pushing off the ground with her hands to adjust her body to the side a bit in an attempt to become comfortable. Her butt felt dead against the hard ground, and the lack of feeling in her legs still frightened her. She would attempt to wiggle her toes, only to have a shock of anxiety run through her when she realized that they weren’t, technically, there.
Razorbackwriter: As much as it was a surprise for Mariela and Bandit to find that Raul had just been knocked out by a wily Scottish Giant named Douglas, so to the Giant was surprised to meet two lassies in the Maze. The witch was naturally thankful that Douglas had come along when he did. Scar of course had just disappeared into the hat, and Raul’s magic melded with his anger meant that the girls had been in real danger. For now at least the only sound coming from the hedge was the strange snores from the Warlock. Douglas hit him hard…really hard. And not just in the head. All that protruded from the hedge was his legs. His ass having been kicked into it as well. A strange thing occurred too. The hedge started to close around Raul, almost like it was trying to trap him inside it. Vines wound around his legs and feet and soon he was one with the hedge of the Maze. For how long though, remained a mystery. It would however allow the Giant and the two girls a chance to exchange pleasantries.
When Mariela said her thank you’s, Douglas pointed at where Raul had been and spoke.
“Ah don’t like seeing a lad hit a lassy. I don’t care what ya done. Leave the fisty cuffs to the menfolk.” Douglas leaned on the handle of his axe whilst staring downward at the two. “My name is Douglas McGee….warrior of the McGee clan…but mah friends call me Duggie. Quin…she be err…mah friend. I lost her before I came into the maze to work. Chopping things takes mah mind off mah troubles.”
For a giant he was very forthcoming and honest. He was surprised though to find that the maze somehow wound up in Hell of all places. The giant rubbed his bearded chin on this news. “Can’t be much worse than the Mansion. Filled with daft laddys and small doorways. Quinn and me were the only bigguns about. Aye….I miss that lassy. Misunderstood by many. Heart the size of the sun, if ya askin’ me.” It was clear from the emotion of his words that Quinn was a special friend. Hell hound or not.
The Giant looked down on the ground and then spotted Scar’s hat. It was tiny and rather cute. He reached down and picked it up, inspecting it by pinching his fingers. He was almost about to try it on, when a strange sound came from within….like an echo. it was faint…very faint. Douglas put it to his ear….and then heard what was called.
“Some git is calling for you, little witch.” Note…he didn’t say my.
He offered the hat to Mariela and then thundered over to Bandit, gently trying to help her to standing . He had immense power that was obvious, as he managed to hold her up with just two fingers. Like a child holding a moth. He didn’t mean no harm, but was clueless to her injuries. . “You know me Quinn?!” An incredulous look coming over his rough features. He grinned and showed off a few of his broken and gold teeth.
“Well then, let’s find a way out of this mad maze and find me Quinn!”