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    Desert Retrieval

    Victoria Sheridan
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    Post by Victoria Sheridan on 16th September 2019, 1:59 pm

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    Victoria Sheridan
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    Post by Victoria Sheridan on 18th September 2019, 3:07 pm

    -Desierto, mid-afternoon-

    "It's hot." Abigail complained as she and Victoria trudged through the unending sands that made up the country of Desierto. They had spent the past eight hours walking to the Tri-Council City where the armor shop named The Desert Defender was located. The pair were in Desierto to locate a woman named Liz on behalf of a client in Hargeon Town who had reported his sister missing roughly a week ago.

    Abigail had worn a green t-shirt with blue jean skirt and brown boots. Victoria wore a blue t-shirt with Azure Armor and black skirt with white tennis shoes. On her back was her old backpack and inside was the Crown of Persephone and Silver Dagger. Draped across the Azure Armor was the Bandolier that had served Victoria well on so many adventures.

    "I know it's the desert, but c'mon. I think global warming's really a thing. It wasn't this hot two years ago..." Abigail continued to complain about the climate while Victoria silently walked through the endless sand towards the gates of the city... or what she thought was the city. She saw a white gate with a high wall going all around the city and watchtowers positioned in each corner, meaning that the sultan's guards could see travelers long before travelers saw them.

    A noisy wagon of merchants clad in white robes and white head covers that exposed their faces rode in the front seat of a cartload of hand-woven carpets that were colored burgundy with gold patterns rode by on a horse-drawn wooden cart that had been worn down by constant travel and was in need of maintenance. The sides had been repeatedly scoured by sand kicked up during sandstorms, giving the wooden cart a weathered look. The wheels of the cart were creaking so badly that the merchants all had their teeth clenched in an effort to endure the noise. The mages walking next to the cart clenched their teeth too; after a few moments Abigail cupped her hands on her ears to block out the infernal squeaking. After six seconds Victoria followed suit and protected her ears the best she could until the cart squeaked and squealed by them on its way to the city gates.

    Once it was safely out of earshot Abigail lowered her hands and spoke to Victoria, who had lowered her hands as well.

    "Man, I'm glad that's over. If it had kept traveling alongside us for any longer I would have lost my marbles." Abigail groused about the cart. Victoria was right there with her. The brunette knew that the sand could be rough on equipment, but the merchants should at least be able to afford taking the cart by the shop to have the crucial components fixed between runs. Oh well.

    "The Tri-Council City's right there. We just have to go a little further." Victoria said to her companion, whose energy was obviously starting to run out. Victoria herself was getting more than a little tired, but they had a job to do and she would keep going until she reached the gates. However, no amount of professionalism could render Abigail or Victoria immune to the heat during the hottest part of the day. They needed to get to shelter soon before heatstroke became a real possibility.

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    Victoria Sheridan
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    Post by Victoria Sheridan on 19th September 2019, 1:50 pm

    -Inside the gates of the Tri-Council City-

    Abigail and Victoria hurried inside the large wooden double gate that had been opened for them by another merchant wagon going into the city. This wagon was hauling an assortment of clothing packed into wooden crates for the safety of the cargo. While the sides were starting to be worn away by sand, the wagon's mechanical parts were in far better shape than that of the carpet merchants from earlier; the clothing wagon did not squeak in the slightest and the only sound it made was the whisper of wooden wheels rolling over sand. Abigail rejoiced when the pair stepped inside the city walls and were greeted with the sight of locals and tourists milling about the enormous Tri-Council City bazaar, which stretched from the right wall all the way to the far left wall.

    The bazaar was everything that storybooks portrayed it as. There were open-air stalls covered with white cloth to shield vendor and patrons from the sun and the stalls themselves were of simple wooden construction. On the counters were wares of almost every kind. The two mages saw a dizzying array of wares that ranged from fine jewelry to clothing to furniture to even a stall that sold incense for religious and everyday use. They were in search of a shop named The Desert Defender and they did not feel like they would find it in the open-air bazaar, so they began to look for shops laid out in a more contemporary style.

    The pair walked side-by-side and parallel to the bazaar and gazed upon the sheer variety of wares from afar; they also got to see the diversity of the patrons perusing the goods. There were a lot of things that caught their eye, but the real prize would be found in The Desert Defender, where the shop owner might be able to fill them in on whether their client's sister Liz made it to her destination or not.

    They kept walking until they reached the far left wall, then followed the wall straight through a continuation of the bazaar that specialized in selling food like couscous, rice pilaf, shish kebab, coffee of different blends, aromatic spices sold in little tan cloth pouches with the contents labeled on the front, and even fresh pastries like doughnuts. There was even a bearded man in a white turban selling shaved ice from a cooler with at least ten flavored syrups for the customer to pick from. Judging from the line of at least twenty-three people waiting in front of his stall, he was by far the most popular vendor in the food area due to the unrelenting desert heat. Child and adult alike lined up to purchase a frosty and sugary cup of flavored ice.

    "I'm not sure where the shop we need to get to could be." Abigail said to Victoria, who was focused on the food offerings, if only due to astonishment at the variety available. She had not seen this much food in one place since the time she peeked through the window of a rich man's house in Capital Crocus and had to run from the police for her trouble, but the Autumn Jamboree with the weird personality flips and the Midsummer Festival came awfully close. Victoria took her mind off of food and tried to focus on their mission, which was hard because they did not know where to look.

    "Maybe we should ask for instructions." Abigail not-so-subtly suggested to her partner. Victoria turned to look at the blonde who was standing to her right and spotted a wooden sign hanging above an arabesque archway. The wooden sign featured an emblem of a silver shield placed just in front of an expanse of desert as if protecting the desert and the words painted in black letters brought a smile to Victoria's face. The shop the Sabertooth mage had spotted was The Desert Defender!

    "Found it." Victoria said, pointing towards the shop in question and beaming with pride at her serendipitous discovery. Abigail turned and looked in the direction the brunette was pointing in and saw their destination right in front of them in a sort of desert shopping plaza hidden behind food vendors. The blonde frowned in disappointment with herself for not seeing it first before reverting to her usual chipper demeanor.

    "Well then, let's get going and talk to this Joanna." Abigail suggested, leading the way back towards the front gate and past the stalls that were so closely packed together that one could barely slip a playing card through a gap between stalls. The mages would have to loop around to the front gate and go behind the right row of vendor stalls lining the path, but it could not be helped. After the eight hours of walking they did to get to the Tri-Council City, what was a couple more minutes worth of walking to them?

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    Victoria Sheridan
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    Post by Victoria Sheridan on 8th October 2019, 1:15 pm

    -Inside The Desert Defender-

    When Victoria and Abigail walked through the wooden shop door, they were hit in the face with a sharp blast of cool air. After spending so much time out in the heat it was a welcome relief, but the pair would have preferred that they have a more gradual introduction to the cool temperature instead of being hit in the face with it. Beggars could not be choosers and they had more pressing concerns to deal with, namely getting information from the shop owner on where Liz was last seen.

    "Just a minute!" A female voice called out from a back room. Victoria and Abigail looked around the shop and saw why it was named The Desert Defender. On the left side of the shop were kite shields, bucklers, and other styles made out of old-fashioned metal. On the right side were shields made out of more modern materials but still capable of offering protection to their users. Victoria could sense that some of them were magically enchanted to further boost their defensive properties.

    Behind the waist-high wooden counter was a selection of body armor modeled on mannequins and some of it was enchanted. Victoria saw old-fashioned chainmail and plate armor proudly modeled alongside modern body armor. There were all manner of price tags on The Desert Defender's wares too. The prices ranged from a few thousand Jewels for the basic chainmail to hundreds of thousands of Jewels for full suits of enchanted modern armor.

    "There's so much armor..." Abigail mused aloud to her partner.

    "Yeah. Wonder if there's anything that fits you here." Victoria mused to Abigail. Moments later a dark-haired woman with green eyes who looked to be on the younger side of middle age walked into the room and greeted them. She wore a white t-shirt under a black apron emblazoned with the shop's emblem and wore old cargo shorts with quite a few holes in them. Her black hair was styled up in a ponytail.

    The woman's eyes were drawn to Victoria's Azure Armor. She appeared to recognize it for a moment before moving her eyes to Victoria and addressing the pair.

    "Are you two Victoria Sheridan and Abigail Windstrider?" The woman asked.

    "Yeah." Victoria and Abigail said in unison.

    "Excellent. Welcome to The Desert Defender. I'm Joanna, the owner of this establishment. I'm the one who hired you to find my friend Liz, a fellow armor vendor from Hargeon Town." The woman explained who she was and what they were hired to do. Victoria casually looked at Joanna and saw that she was the genuine owner of The Desert Defender and their client. This new ability to detect lies from observing body language was worth its weight in gold... or Jewels. She did not even know if it could be weighed, but the point was that the ability was quite useful to the brunette.

    "What happened to Liz? Did you see or hear from her before she went missing?" Abigail asked Joanna. The woman shook her head.

    "Not at all. But I heard rumors around the city that a woman with a cart full of armor had been waylaid and captured by slavers around central Desierto. They're probably forcing her to make armor for them." Joanna answered, supplying what little information she could give to the mages. Victoria did not like the sound of that. She had enough issues with slavers to comfortably fill a magazine stand.

    "Did you happen to hear a name for this group?" Victoria asked Joanna.

    "I think they were called The Golden Band. I don't know why, though. I heard that they were an up-and-coming group with a lot of muscle. I even heard that they want to take over all of Desierto's slave trade and aren't afraid to clash with the established players to get what they want." Joanna gave a bit of information on the group she believed responsible for Liz' kidnapping.

    "Taking over all of Desierto's slave trade, huh? That's certainly a modest goal for the new kids on the block." Victoria snarked. She loathed slavers more than she ever had that annoying guy she called Music Man. Music Man was just a nuisance with a bunch of fancy magic noisemakers, but slavers were responsible for untold misery and heartache. Wiping a few of them out would be doing the world a huge favor.

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    Post by Victoria Sheridan on 12th October 2019, 9:39 am

    "Yeah, talk about ambitious. I wouldn't want to be known for cornering the market on human trafficking, but I'm not the kind of person who'd think that's a good idea." Joanna snarked back at Victoria. The brunette was grimly amused by the remark. Engaging in human trafficking was a good way to attract the attention of authorities, competitors, and all manner of bounty hunters and vigilantes. Victoria turned her attention from the hazards of such an occupation to the burning question of where their camp was.

    "Do The Golden Band have a camp anywhere?" Abigail asked Joanna. The dark-haired woman nodded.

    "Yeah, in the middle of Desierto, which is prime outlaw country. There's large stretches of empty ground covered by nothing but sand, sand, and more sand. You can see them coming, but they can see you too. You're gonna have to fight your way to and from the camp because the outlaws tend to want to fight anyone they come across." Joanna warned them of the danger ahead. Victoria did not mind fighting too much... if anything she was excited about fulfilling Sabertooth's mandate. Abigail was much less excited about the prospect of fighting in the middle of the desert.

    "I don't mean to sound rude, but that's kinda vague. Is there anything special about their camp? Is it at the base of some mountains, is there a fort they built in a hurry, or is the path to it marked by skulls mounted on pikes?" Abigail asked their client before Victoria could speak. Joanna looked at them for a moment before raising a finger.

    "Oh yeah, I remember now! I heard some talk about them taking over an iron mine in Central Desierto. They also made a wall to protect it. As you two might know, iron mines are prime real estate here. They're probably gonna use the ore in the mine to either make weapons or to sell for cash. But they're gonna have a hard time keeping it." Joanna told them. The two mages looked at one another. What did she mean by The Golden Band was going to have a hard time keeping the mine?

    "The latest word on the street is that some of the more established outlaw groups haven't taken kindly to the new kids muscling in on their action. The Crimson Sashes have it out for The Golden Band and want that mine for themselves. But they're not the only ones who don't like The Golden Band." Joanna told them.

    "Who else is after them?" Abigail asked.

    "That Wizard Saint who's from Desierto. She won't take this lying down. Not when she said that she was gonna take back the desert from the outlaws. When she goes into action it's gonna get ugly." Joanna hinted. Victoria knew instantly who the woman was talking about. It was that blonde chick who was the Wizard Saint of Courage. Abigail seemed to know who Joanna was talking about as well.

    "We'd better get going, Vic. We need to get in the camp and rescue Liz before the Wizard Saint shows up. Once the fighting gets going the slavers might try to kill Liz rather than let her be rescued." Abigail said to Victoria. The brunette agreed with that idea.

    "Abby's right. We need to get going." Victoria said to Joanna. Joanna simply nodded in agreement.

    "I don't need to tell you that it's gonna be rough out there. You two are gonna be walking into outlaw country and the sultan's army might not ride to the rescue if you get in a tight spot. My advice is don't bother taking the outlaws alive because they won't show any mercy. Kill them before they kill you." Joanna grimly offered her advice to the mages.

    "OK. We'll do our best to rescue your friend." Abigail told the dark-haired woman.

    "Good luck out there." Joanna replied before the pair left the building to take a trip to central Desierto. Neither of them really wanted to go out into the scorching sun, but they had to rescue Joanna's friend and Jack's sister. They had given their word and they were going to keep it. The bell on the shop door DINGed as Victoria and Abigail left to go on their rescue mission.

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    Post by Victoria Sheridan on 1st December 2019, 5:55 pm

    -Central Desierto, five hours later-

    "It's hot out here." Abigail complained while tugging at her shirt collar. Victoria ignored the complaining and kept going. They needed to reach that iron mine and rescue Liz, but it was going to take awhile for them to get there because traveling through the sandy expanse was hard going. The heat did not make travel any easier... they had to stop and take short breaks to keep from passing out from heat exhaustion and there was no shelter from the heat. The heat was even worse on Victoria, who was wearing armor that covered her torso and shoulders; even though it was modern body armor that was made of material that reduced heat retention and was comfortable to wear for extended periods of time, it was still trapping heat faster than it was being released.

    "Yeah." Victoria replied tersely. The deeper they traveled into Central Desierto the more she came to understand why outlaws made the inhospitable region their home. The sandy expanse made travel on foot slow and difficult. The relentless heat could wear down pursuers and possibly even kill them without the outlaws having to lift a finger. The terrain definitely favored the defenders... it was times like this that she wished that Dr. Hanlon's Centaur was available for her and Abigail to ride.

    If they had the hovercycle they could zip over the sand and make far better time than they could make on foot. With the time they saved they could arrive at the Golden Band camp with more than enough energy to fight. The most important benefit to having the Centaur would be the ability to make a quick getaway once they had rescued Liz from her captors. The trio could zip off into the sunset while The Golden Band scrambled to mount their horses for a pursuit that would be a big waste of time because they had no hope of catching up to the mechanized steed.

    Unfortunately Dr. Hanlon's Centaur was still in the testing stages and thus not available to them, so Victoria and Abigail would just have to deal with the difficulties of desert travel. Maybe one day the brunette could ride a shiny hoverbike around instead of having to walk everywhere she went. A mage could dream.

    Victoria was snapped out of her daydreaming by the sound of hooves on sand accompanied by screaming and begging coming from behind them and to the right. The brunette thought she had heard trouble, so she brought out her Light Machine Gun as much for its deterrent value as for its firepower. Maybe they could intimidate their way out of trouble for a change.

    Victoria and Abigail stopped and faced the source of the noise, which was a large wagon fitted with a cage that held thirty people crammed inside of it. Accompanying the wagon was a cavalry escort of around fifteen horsemen. The horsemen wore white clothing with a golden collar around the neck... the mages had come across a Golden Band slave wagon!

    The brunette held her fire as the wagon jolted to a stop. The white-robed man in the front seat looked them over for a few moments before motioning to the riders to take the mages for his collection. The riders pulled lengths of rope off of their sides and formed lassos that they began to twirl. That was all the confirmation that Victoria needed; now that she knew that she was facing slavers the gloves were coming off.

    Three of the riders galloped towards the mages with lassos whirling above them and Victoria smirked. She flipped the fire selector switch to full auto, then aimed at the first man and opened fire. The first of them was dumped from the saddle with six bullet wounds to the chest and she fired on the second as he approached Abigail. The second screamed and fell backwards with seven holes in his chest, but the third had closed in before the brunette could take careful aim and knocked the weapon out of her hand with a kick.

    The rider smirked at her, but Victoria got the last laugh when she produced her Submachine Gun and leveled it at his upper body. She pulled the trigger and riddled his chest and throat with over a dozen rounds, causing him to pitch left and fall onto the sand face-first. Abigail had not been idle while her companion was engaging in shotgun diplomacy. She had drawn her Sky Blade and was busy fending off slavers.

    Abigail cut through a slaver lasso in mid-air, then swung the Sky Blade and created a sharp crescent of wind that cut the outlaw's head off at the neck. The second man to try and apprehend her was met with a stab through the thigh followed by her grabbing the waistband of his pants and slinging him off of his mount before stabbing him through the chest. A third rider turned to retreat but was stopped in his tracks by Victoria firing off her Submachine Gun and stopping him in his tracks.

    Victoria dispelled the Submachine Gun and picked up her Light Machine Gun to continue the fight against the slavers. The rest of the horsemen had formed up and were bearing down on the brave mages, who stood their ground because there was no retreat. They would not retreat, not with the lives and freedom of the innocent at stake.

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    Post by Victoria Sheridan on 2nd December 2019, 1:58 pm

    Victoria's Light Machine Gun spoke for its wielder as it chattered and spewed death at the small slaver army arrayed before her. There was nothing she could say that could make her hatred for slavers any clearer than she had already made it. While she was in a guild that stressed a non-lethal approach to problems except in self-defense, the slavers had decided to try and add her and Abigail to the collection in the back of their wagon. The brunette was pretty sure that this was a clear case of self-defense. At any rate it was too late to back out now... she and Abigail were committed to the fight physically and emotionally.

    Abigail was building a kill count of her own as she scythed through slavers and their lassos without breaking a sweat. She had cleaved through two Golden Band slavers and had bisected a third who had foolishly jumped down from his horse to subdue her in hand-to-hand combat by a single slash through the waist. The poor sap never knew what hit him until his top half hit the sand. After dealing with the hapless man she began carving a path to the wagon as the leader helplessly watched his small army getting butchered by the sword-wielding blonde. Victoria was impressed with the combat proficiency of Abigail, who had once lectured her about needless fighting.

    Maybe the blonde was serious when she vowed to stop sitting on the sidelines and become a mage like her parents. Maybe getting back the Sky Blade gave her a purpose in life that she was lacking. Or maybe Abigail just hated slavers as much as she did. Victoria did not know what went through the blonde's mind, but she did know that Abigail was a lethally effective fighter once she set her mind to it. Victoria was just glad that the wind mage was on her side instead of against her.

    After much effort and bloodshed the two mages had defeated the small slaver army. Abigail had already dealt with the driver and gotten the keys to the cage. Victoria hurried over to Abigail, who was busy unlocking the cage to free the people trapped within before more slavers showed up spoiling for a fight. Victoria stood a short distance away with weapon at the ready as Abigail freed them and doled out the provisions that the slavers had been carrying for their own sustenance. The brunette could hear the expressions of gratitude heaped on Abigail and herself as the former cargo ate and drank their fill before taking the horses of the now-deceased slavers and shoving the cage out of the wagon so that the physically weak could ride in it.

    Once everyone who could not ride a horse had been helped onto the newly liberated wagon they bade Victoria and Abigail goodbye, then set off for their home in the slightly safer region of Southern Desierto. Once the wagon was gone the two mages looked over the bodies of the slavers and took a brief break before they resumed their journey. The blonde did not seem too upset about what had to be done, but she was not happy either.

    "We couldn't let the slavers live. Even if they hadn't been transporting cargo or if they hadn't attacked us, they would have reported on us and would have had time to either move Liz... or kill her. We also couldn't let them get away with those people. Once slavers get someone to market it's uncommon to see or hear from them again." Abigail explained her ruthless extermination of the slavers to Victoria, who had even fewer reservations about wiping them out than the blonde did. A glance at Abigail told the brunette that her friend was being truthful about her reasons and was experiencing some level of genuine conflict.

    "I won't be shedding any tears for those assholes. They almost took me in Capital Crocus. They got my friends and they almost got me." Victoria told the blonde. Her hatred of slavers was very intense and very personal. While it was easy to look like a hero by beating up those who sold others into slavery, the brunette would do it even if there was no fame boost as a fringe benefit because she hated slavers that much. She would have done it on principle. However, her hard-line attitude might not do her any favors with Sabertooth and it very well may lead to her expulsion one day, but it was a risk she was willing to take to save others from what had happened to her friends from the streets.

    Victoria's childhood friends had been abducted right off the streets and no one gave a damn. None of the authorities cared what happened to a bunch of "street trash" as long as the wealthy were protected. Not even the Rune Knights could seem to be bothered to look into the matter. Victoria suspected that the police and Rune Knights were well-paid to look the other way, but she had no hard proof of that.

    Abigail looked at the twenty white-clad bodies that now littered the sand. She looked long and hard at the scene before turning to Victoria, who had dispelled her Submachine Gun and Light Machine Gun now that they were not needed. Abigail then spoke two simple words.

    "Let's go." Abigail said to the Sabertooth mage.

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