ILLYRIAN
Druish Pervonian Wizard
Going into the Black
Leaving the hole in the ground that was Sunnydale on the bus for school-children for those who had fought in the battle, they traveled to a place some several hours before they stopped at a gas station. The intention there was to top up the bus, and themselves.
As Giles said they had no idea where or how far they needed to go. “Is there a house not to far from here where we could have a rest?” he asked. The owner of the gas station nodded his head, he said of a big old house that had its design based like an English stately manor.
“Go straight along the road then take the first turn left then it is four miles along the road.” The gas station owner directed Giles towards the stations telephone and gave him a business card. “Give them a ring to let them know you are on the way else they will padlock the gate.”
Giles looked to him as if to wonder why they should close the gate. The gas station owner looked to Giles, “They do not stop at the house, they live a quiet existence in the town a few miles further from the junction.”
Arriving at the house Giles was shocked by its size it looks like a classic Gothic building, he got out of the bus and went into the house. The hall is truly massive, a woman wandered towards Giles, “We spoke on the phone,
my husband and I run the house though I don’t expect you will have discovered the layout of the whole house. If you want to we can investigate it tomorrow. We need to lock the gates at night to stop any locals from trying to get in.”
Faith laughed at what they were told, “I thought you locked the gates so no other occupiers of the house could escape.” The woman caretaker asked Faith to repeat herself, “I take it you have little knowledge of ghosts,
if you had more you would know better than to say the ghosts of the house could never leave the house if I padlocked the gates.” Faith looked to Giles, “The caretaker is right, the ghost might be held to the house in which case it could not leave.
Should the ghost not be bound not to leave the house then putting a padlock on a Wrought Iron gate would not stop a ghost, for arguments sake a ghost could escape the house in any of the other directions,” said Giles.
“Has anyone found out how many ghosts and are and of what belief they are?” asked Willow. The caretaker looked at the watch on her wrist. “There is a meal already prepared on the kitchen table, it just needs heating.
You can use either the gas cooker or the microwave oven. Also here is the phone number to ring if you have an emergency,” said the caretaker. Buffy watched the caretaker drive her car to the gates, she locks the padlock then leaves for the night.
Stood in the doorway Buffy, Faith and Giles wondered why the caretaker had stopped to lock the gates. “It does seem a bit stupid unless the padlock has some mystical elements either that or it is the joining of the gates that are mystical,” stated Giles.
Going back through the hall Rhonda said a few of them had started to make the evenings meal Giles looked about he told Faith he didn’t remember seeing Woods about. They went out to the bus and found Woods was still sat in a seat,
together they moved his body from the bus into a wheel barrow then to the gardeners work area where it wouldn’t get seen. The members of and the friends of those members in the Scooby club had a relatively quiet night,
apart from the noises that echoed through the house. Buffy said the sounds were nothing to concern themselves about though Willow took great delight in telling Kennedy about the spirits that could cause people so much fear just by mention of a few words.
Willow told everyone to look at the mural in the hall and read what was written on the bottom of the frame. The featured person of the painting was a forty three year old man named Mordred who had managed to upset a very powerful witch a few days after the sitting.
The witch threw Mordred down into a hole in the depths of the basement. What the witch didn’t know was the hole contained the remnants of a devil worshippers body, a cause for evil to live in the house. Once though it had been the pleasing home of a coven of freedom loving witches,
though one of them told the magistrates about the witches of a coven of devil worshippers. The black witch discovered that friends of the local magistrate had laid a curse on her. That many of the town’s spiritual leaders of the churches
from the various denominations had passed a message to a distant Warlock who was renowned for his evil intentions. Any mention of a person who was a Warlock was often enough to scare those with historical knowledge of witchcraft,
after the meal had been presented and eaten they gathered to watch the programs on the television. Willow was a bit bored and searched the library for a book to read. She had read the book titles along two shelves,
then looking to Giles if there was an explanation of how a lights in one of the front rooms of the castle, in the painting above the fireplace had just been turned on, Giles looked at the painting and grunted.
“I cannot say for certain what the reason for that is, but the reasons I have heard are, a warlock is trapped in a room of the painting,” said Giles. Willow began to accept his reason then asked how a Warlock could have been trapped in the painting.
“A witch may have seduced him to venture into the room. A picture of the Warlocks mate might have been displayed at the window of a room, then when the Warlock entered the room the trap was sprung and the room set on fire although why the room is seemingly on fire now is beyond me,” said Giles.
To Be Continued
Leaving the hole in the ground that was Sunnydale on the bus for school-children for those who had fought in the battle, they traveled to a place some several hours before they stopped at a gas station. The intention there was to top up the bus, and themselves.
As Giles said they had no idea where or how far they needed to go. “Is there a house not to far from here where we could have a rest?” he asked. The owner of the gas station nodded his head, he said of a big old house that had its design based like an English stately manor.
“Go straight along the road then take the first turn left then it is four miles along the road.” The gas station owner directed Giles towards the stations telephone and gave him a business card. “Give them a ring to let them know you are on the way else they will padlock the gate.”
Giles looked to him as if to wonder why they should close the gate. The gas station owner looked to Giles, “They do not stop at the house, they live a quiet existence in the town a few miles further from the junction.”
Arriving at the house Giles was shocked by its size it looks like a classic Gothic building, he got out of the bus and went into the house. The hall is truly massive, a woman wandered towards Giles, “We spoke on the phone,
my husband and I run the house though I don’t expect you will have discovered the layout of the whole house. If you want to we can investigate it tomorrow. We need to lock the gates at night to stop any locals from trying to get in.”
Faith laughed at what they were told, “I thought you locked the gates so no other occupiers of the house could escape.” The woman caretaker asked Faith to repeat herself, “I take it you have little knowledge of ghosts,
if you had more you would know better than to say the ghosts of the house could never leave the house if I padlocked the gates.” Faith looked to Giles, “The caretaker is right, the ghost might be held to the house in which case it could not leave.
Should the ghost not be bound not to leave the house then putting a padlock on a Wrought Iron gate would not stop a ghost, for arguments sake a ghost could escape the house in any of the other directions,” said Giles.
“Has anyone found out how many ghosts and are and of what belief they are?” asked Willow. The caretaker looked at the watch on her wrist. “There is a meal already prepared on the kitchen table, it just needs heating.
You can use either the gas cooker or the microwave oven. Also here is the phone number to ring if you have an emergency,” said the caretaker. Buffy watched the caretaker drive her car to the gates, she locks the padlock then leaves for the night.
Stood in the doorway Buffy, Faith and Giles wondered why the caretaker had stopped to lock the gates. “It does seem a bit stupid unless the padlock has some mystical elements either that or it is the joining of the gates that are mystical,” stated Giles.
Going back through the hall Rhonda said a few of them had started to make the evenings meal Giles looked about he told Faith he didn’t remember seeing Woods about. They went out to the bus and found Woods was still sat in a seat,
together they moved his body from the bus into a wheel barrow then to the gardeners work area where it wouldn’t get seen. The members of and the friends of those members in the Scooby club had a relatively quiet night,
apart from the noises that echoed through the house. Buffy said the sounds were nothing to concern themselves about though Willow took great delight in telling Kennedy about the spirits that could cause people so much fear just by mention of a few words.
Willow told everyone to look at the mural in the hall and read what was written on the bottom of the frame. The featured person of the painting was a forty three year old man named Mordred who had managed to upset a very powerful witch a few days after the sitting.
The witch threw Mordred down into a hole in the depths of the basement. What the witch didn’t know was the hole contained the remnants of a devil worshippers body, a cause for evil to live in the house. Once though it had been the pleasing home of a coven of freedom loving witches,
though one of them told the magistrates about the witches of a coven of devil worshippers. The black witch discovered that friends of the local magistrate had laid a curse on her. That many of the town’s spiritual leaders of the churches
from the various denominations had passed a message to a distant Warlock who was renowned for his evil intentions. Any mention of a person who was a Warlock was often enough to scare those with historical knowledge of witchcraft,
after the meal had been presented and eaten they gathered to watch the programs on the television. Willow was a bit bored and searched the library for a book to read. She had read the book titles along two shelves,
then looking to Giles if there was an explanation of how a lights in one of the front rooms of the castle, in the painting above the fireplace had just been turned on, Giles looked at the painting and grunted.
“I cannot say for certain what the reason for that is, but the reasons I have heard are, a warlock is trapped in a room of the painting,” said Giles. Willow began to accept his reason then asked how a Warlock could have been trapped in the painting.
“A witch may have seduced him to venture into the room. A picture of the Warlocks mate might have been displayed at the window of a room, then when the Warlock entered the room the trap was sprung and the room set on fire although why the room is seemingly on fire now is beyond me,” said Giles.
To Be Continued