We Shall Have A Tournament
Previously on Saga of the Jewels… The life of seventeen-year-old RYN, bookish son of a wealthy landowner, changes forever when his hometown is destroyed by the EMPIRE and everyone he has ever known is killed. He discovers that the Empire are seeking TWELVE PRIMEVAL JEWELS which grant the power to manipulate different elements, and that his father had been hiding the FIRE RUBY. Ryn sets out to take revenge on the Imperial General who killed his family and retrieve the Fire Ruby, and along the way meets NUTHEA the lightning-slinging princess, SAGAR the swaggering skypirate, ELRANN the tomboy engineer, CID the wizened old healer, and VISH the poppy-seed-addicted bounty hunter. Together the companions decide to find all of the Jewels in order to stop the EMPEROR from finding them first and taking over the world. They have thus far succeeded in retrieving the Fire Ruby, borne by Ryn, and the Lightning Crystal, borne by Nuthea. They have now come to the land of FARR where with the help of the Farrian fighting monk HULD they have retrived the EARTH EMERALD, but Huld and the GOVERNOR of Farr might have other plans for it… EPISODE TWENTY-NINE: WE SHALL HAVE A TOURNAMENT “Well I must say I did not entirely expect you to return successfully,” said the Governor of Farr. They were back in his audience chamber on the summit of Shun-Pei, standing side-by-side a few paces away from his wide wooden desk. This time, Ryn noticed, two guards with shaven heads in green robes stood flanking each side of the desk, and there were two more behind them on the door as well. “It was rather difficult,” said Nuthea. “We had to fight golems, navigate a darkened labyrinth, herd some glow-worms, bypass a series of traps, and defeat an enormous plant monster... But we managed it in the end. Not least because of the help of your soldier Huld here.” Ryn sighed quietly. It had been a ‘rather difficult’ experience. They had all been very glad of a good meal and a rest on Wanderlust on their way back here. What am I doing on this crazy adventure, again? Oh, that’s right, I have nothing better to do, and everyone I knew from my life before is dead. Plus we’re saving the world. I suppose that’s quite important. Also, I get to stay around Nuthea. “I am sure it was very eventful for you,” said the Governor, scowling at them from underneath his large hat and behind the polished oak surface that separated him from them. “Show me then, Huld. I assume you have it?” “Yes Lord Governor,” said Huld. The hulking monk stepped forward, drawing something out from the folds of his brilliant green robes, and made to hand it to the Governor. “Don’t give it to me, you fool!” the Governor snapped, his jowls wobbling. “Put it down on the desk! I’m not getting mixed up in any of this magic business, if indeed it is magic…” Huld bowed his head. “Yes Lord Governor. I’m sorry Lord Governor.” He placed the object on the desk and took a step back to return to his place in the line. Only, he didn’t quite step back all the way—he stayed slightly further forward than the party. On the desk in front of him shone a small, brilliant leaf-green, oval emerald. “So,” said the Governor, “does it work?!” Not even a ‘well done’, Ryn thought. “Does it bestow earth-manipulation?” “Yes, Lord Governor.” “Show me.” Huld hesitated a moment, then raised a hand, palm up, as if he was a schoolmaster gesturing for the Governor to stand up out of his chair. Instead of that happening, with a small rumble some of the mountain-earth in front of the desk of which the floor was composed rose up to form a pointed cone, much like a miniature version of the towers which made up Shun-Pei, before falling back to flatness when Huld lowered his hand again. He already seemed to be getting more proficient at earth-manipulation in the short time since he had touched the emerald. Ryn noticed the eyebrow of one of the guards stood by the desk
