Legend of the Seeker Miscellany

[meridian_rose]

From Battle 16 where the Mord'Sith came woefully last despite my best efforts:



Picspams/Icons for the Seeker's Journal challenge

Desecrated



Vengeance

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Walter

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Extinction

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Eternity

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Unbroken

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Tears

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Other graphics


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Fairy Tale

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Why I love LotS challenge

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Ship challenge – Zedd/Cara

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Icon prompt feelings


Recast Challenge, theme PoC




Writing Challenges

Love Notes

To his magnificence Lord Rahl
Dacras are sharp, my lord
And Agiels are red
But magic is most awesome
I'll wait by your bed?
Respectfully,
Giller


Dear Leo
Despite your obsession with flowers and seabirds and woodland creatures, I find you attractive and would like to be more intimate with you. I promise not to use my Agiels unless you ask me to.
Cara

What If Challenge
Wizard's Snare

Zedd clutched the persimmon triumphantly.

"Zedd, no," Richard said, his Seeker-sense tingling – or maybe it was his sword. Or maybe that feeling wasn't the Sword of Truth, but something quite different, which would serve him right for thinking about Kahlan's cleavage while walking.

"But persimmons are my favourite," Zedd whined, lips a fraction of an inch from the soft, juicy, flesh. Richard swallowed hard and tried to think about cold river bathing.

"Doesn't it seem suspicious?" Richard asked. He looked to Kahlan and Cara for support.

"It is the only fruit on the tree," Kahlan agreed.

"Maybe there's a worm in it?" Cara suggested.

Zedd looked crestfallen. He tossed the fruit aside. Grumbling, he took the lead, complaining under his breath about Mord'Sith always looking on the bleak side, and how some people ought to be more concerned with their thoughts than other people's actions. Richard blushed and tried to think pure thoughts. Cara just rolled her eyes.

When they'd gone, Shota appeared and glared after them. She'd been sure that Zedd would have eaten the fruit, making him lose his memory, and then he would have been clay in her hands, to mould as she wished.

Oh well. There was more than one way to ensnare a wizard. She'd do better next time.

Picture Prompt – cabin in the woods
The Cabin
They were lost. No-one wanted to say it, because when Cara had suggested as such earlier, Richard had denied it empathically and made a speech about how he was the Seeker, and a woodsguide, and if they just kept on the path, they'd soon come out of the woods.

That had been a little after noon, when the sun was at its zenith, and the forest had seemed less eerie. As the day had drawn on, and the shadows thickened, Kahlan had grown uneasy. Tempers were frayed because they were low on provisions and they hadn't seen a single fruit bearing tree or bush, let alone a rabbit or anything resembling a vegetable. Now, as the sun was dipping towards the horizon, she tugged at Richard's sleeve.

"We ought to look for somewhere to stop for the night."

It would be a grim night, with no food and their meagre water rations, but Richard nodded, defeated. The path had led them deeper and deeper into the woods and there wasn't a single clearing large enough for them to lay out their sleeping rolls or start a fire. Worse still, there wasn't any sound but their footfalls. No birds in the trees or scurrying of mice in the spiky undergrowth. It was disturbing.

They followed the path around a bend and, to everyone's surprise, came upon a broad clearing with a cabin. It looked deserted and was of rough wooden construction, but solid and weatherproof. Richard went up to the door and knocked. The door flung itself open at his touch.

"Hello?" he called, but there was no-one there. He gestured to the others to stay back, and drew his sword. Slowly he edged into the cabin. There were some ashes in the grate, long gone cold. The single table and two chairs were a little dusty. The bed was made. Several candles sat on the mantelpiece. In the large cupboard which took up a corner of the cabin were supplies – an axe, some old rags, some jugs and boxes. Richard sniffed at one of the jars. Ale and it smelt good. One of the boxes held green apples, carefully packed in straw, and another was full of carrots and potatoes.

He went outside. "There's no one there but it's well stocked. I say we stay overnight and leave some coins behind as payment in the morning."

Zedd looked doubtful, though when Richard mentioned the apples, the wizard looked up at the sky and said, "It may rain."

A rumble of thunder made their decision for them. They went inside.


After a decent meal, they settled down to sleep. The rain had begun outside, hammering on the roof and hissing against the windows when it was whipped up by the strong winds. Zedd had taken the bed and Richard and Kahlan lay on their bedrolls near the fireplace. Cara took first watch, sitting at the table.

Some hours later there was a flash of green light. Cara was on her feet instantly. Richard blinked and, next to him, Kahlan rolled over. Zedd was still snoring.

"What was that?" Richard clambered to his feet and picked up his scabbard. "Zedd, wake up!"

Zedd moaned and opened his eyes. "Whaaa?" He cleared his throat. "What is it?"

"Something odd," Richard said. "A sort of green light that woke me. And it's colder, isn't it? I'm not imagining that?"

Cara glanced at their shirtless leader with the expression of one who thought that you deserved to be cold if you kept removing all your clothes. "Somewhat."

"Let's get out of here," Richard said in one of his decisive moments. He rushed to the door and rattled the handle. The cabin became colder, mist rising from the floorboards.

Cara put one hand on her Agiel and Kahlan looked around for an enemy to fight. Zedd whispered, "Powerful magic!"

"Who's there? Who is doing this? Show yourself," Richard demanded, drawing the Sword of Truth.

They'd banked down the fire before going to sleep but now it burst back into life in the grate, the flames turning from red and orange to a sinister, Otherworldly green.

"Darken Rahl?" Richard asked, unimpressed. "Show yourself!"

There was a noise like a thousand whispers, the words unintelligible but the sound unmistakable. It seemed to take on a physical form, brushing like cobwebs at their faces.

"I'm not afraid of you," Richard said. The whispers stopped. An eerie moaning echoed through the cabin. Cara rolled her eyes. Kahlan raised an eyebrow.

"Bah, it's just some sort of spirit," Zedd said. He rolled up his sleeves. "I'll take care of this."

WAIT, came a disembodied voice. WHO ARE YOU?

"I am Richard Cypher, the one true Seeker, this is Kahlan Amnell, the Mother Confessor, Zeddicus Zorander, First Wizard, and Cara, the most feared Mord'Sith in the Midlands!"

Cara gave Richard a surprised but pleased look.

OH. The voice sounded rather apologetic, which was an odd thing for a spirit to be. SORRY. I WOULDN'T HAVE TRIED TO HAUNT YOU IF I HAD KNOWN. PLEASE DON'T BANISH ME, GREAT WIZARD.

"Hmm," said Zedd, preening a little. "Are you going to let us go?"

YES, YES. I HAVE A DESTINY AND WELL…IT'S A LONG STORY, BUT I MUST SCARE PEOPLE INTO DOING GOOD. AND YOU ARE ALL CLEARLY ALREADY DOING GOOD. SO, YES, BY ALL MEANS, PLEASE LEAVE.

The door swung open. Grabbing their gear hastily, everyone hurried outside. The door slammed shut again and the eerie green light vanished, leaving the window dark and the cabin looking deserted once more.

"Well," Richard said, glaring at the cabin. "I suppose I should have known that a comfortable dwelling with a supply of food was too good to be true. It would seem it is a Seeker's destiny to spend most of his life sleeping under the stars, whatever the weather."

"At least it has stopped raining," Zedd said. Above them, the sky was clear and cloudless, the stars fading as the grey twilight of pre-dawn chased away the darkness. "And we did get a decent meal out of it. It was nice to have a few hours of sleep in a bed. Some of us are not as young as the Seeker but also must sleep under the stars, you know."

Richard sighed. "You're right. Let's just get going."

When they found the path it led straight back out of the forest and out onto the open plains. When Richard looked back, the path had vanished, swallowed up by the trees.

Campfire Tale
An Old Tale

"The voice spoke again, a whisper that made his hair stand on end," Zedd intoned. Richard and Kahlan bent closer to the fire, listening intently to the story. Embers from the campfire rose like fireflies, orange against the darkness. Cara rolled her eyes.

"He grabbed a jar of shadrin eyes and hurried to the cauldron. The voice continued to repeat the words of the prophecy. It will come for you! His hands were shaking so much he could barely finish making the mixture, but somehow the young wizard poured all the ingredients into the boiling water. He grabbed a wooden spoon and began to stir for all he was worth."

Richard chewed at his lip, brow furrowed. Kahlan's hand tightened on her knee.

"Smoke rose from the cauldron. The wizard called out, 'Spirits, who haunts me? Why must this prophecy be my fate? I have not gone to the foot of the mountain, I have avoided the curse the witch put upon me! Why does this voice besiege me? Banish it, I beg of you!' and he fell to his knees."

Zedd made a flourish with one hand, enjoying his dramatic performance, staring up at the half-moon.

"And the spirits replied," Zedd went on in a hushed whisper, "They said, 'We cannot banish it. It is not merely a voice. It is the prophesied demon, come to enact the witch's vengeance. And –"

"It's coming from inside the castle," Cara drawled.

Everyone looked at her. The mood was ruined.

"What? That's an old story. We used to tell a similar story to new Mord'Sith. Wooooh, the Confessor is inside the temple, oooh, scary!" She shot an apologetic glance at Kahlan, who gave a wry smile at being the object of a Mord'Sith's tale of terror.

Zedd snorted and poked at the fire with a stick. "Fine. Then it's your turn, Cara. Tell us a scary story."

Cara leaned over to him and said, "One day a wizard got up and went to the larder…and there was no food left!"

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Comments

[brontefanatic.livejournal.com]

Congratulations on the 100% participation in Legendland. I'm sure you were the backbone of Team Cara - real dedication and effort, not to mention talent.

I loved the episode picspams, especially "Walter", and the Cara/Red Riding Hood/Darken/Big Bad Wolf graghic was fun.

Also loved "The Cabin". Very eerie.

[meridian_rose]

Thank you :)
Unfortunately there weren't enough entries to have voting on the Fairy Tale prompt which is shame because I thought it was an an amazing theme.
Thanks - a bit rushed for the deadline but hopefully both eerie and humorous with a ghost who gets flustered when confronted by Powerful Magic :)

[meridian_rose]

Thank you :) Unfortunately there weren't enough entries to have voting on the Fairy Tale prompt which is shame because I thought it was an an amazing theme.

He's so tall that I thought he'd be perfect - and he's a serious mentor figure in Spartacus, but he's always smiling in public photos and I'd love to see him as a more humorous mentor, dishing out the Wizard Rules with a cheeky grin :)

[dorothydeath.livejournal.com]

Ooh, so many pretty pictures! :D *FLAILS*
Damn, I miss this show so FREAKING MUCH! Ugh. I can't.

I love the Wolf/Red manip! :D Very nicely done and the caps you chose are absolutely perfect! :D

I promise not to use my Agiels unless you ask me to.
LOLOLOL :D

his Seeker-sense tingling – or maybe it was his sword.
OMG this is hilarious! We're just two lines in and I'm already dying, LOLOLOL :D

Or maybe that feeling wasn't the Sword of Truth, but something quite different, which would serve him right for thinking about Kahlan's cleavage while walking.
OH NOES I CAN'T!! LOOOOOOOL!!! :D

"Maybe there's a worm in it?"
LOL, Cara is awesome! :D

Richard blushed and tried to think pure thoughts.
LOLOLOLOLOL :D

Oh well. There was more than one way to ensnare a wizard. She'd do better next time.
BB, that's an amazing piece! :D I adore it!! :D


Richard had denied it empathically and made a speech about how he was the Seeker, and a woodsguide
LOL, I can imagine this so clearly! :D

Worse still, there wasn't any sound but their footfalls. No birds in the trees or scurrying of mice in the spiky undergrowth.
Ooh, yes, spooky! :D

Zedd looked doubtful, though when Richard mentioned the apples, the wizard looked up at the sky and said, "It may rain."
Awwww, Zedd. :D

Some hours later there was a flash of green light. Cara was on her feet instantly. Richard blinked and, next to him, Kahlan rolled over. Zedd was still snoring.
LOLOLOL, Zedd! :D

The cabin became colder, mist rising from the floorboards.
Great visual! :D

Zedd whispered, "Powerful magic!"
Ahahahaha, LOL, of course!! :D

"Darken Rahl?"
Ah. Of course. If there's something wrong it's always Darken Rahl's fault, naturally. :D

I HAVE A DESTINY AND WELL…IT'S A LONG STORY, BUT I MUST SCARE PEOPLE INTO DOING GOOD.
Am I missing a reference?

When Richard looked back, the path had vanished, swallowed up by the trees.
That's a lovely ficlet, bb! :D The descriptions are perfection! I could see everything so clearly like it was an episode of the show! Awesome! :D


Embers from the campfire rose like fireflies, orange against the darkness.
Such a beautiful line! :D

Cara rolled her eyes.
Awwwww, Cara! :D

He grabbed a wooden spoon and began to stir for all he was worth.
What an epic battle! LOL :D

Zedd made a flourish with one hand, enjoying his dramatic performance, staring up at the half-moon.
Oh, yes, Zedd is so Zedd! :D

Wooooh, the Confessor is inside the temple, oooh, scary!
Awwwwwwwww, Cara!)))))

"One day a wizard got up and went to the larder…and there was no food left!"
OMG that must have been the scariest story Zedd have ever heard!! LOLOLOLOL :D BB, this is hilarious! :D
*FLAILS*

Thank you so mush for sharing these amazing fics and all these beautiful graphics, bb! :D
They made my day! :D

[meridian_rose]

Thank you :D I'm glad you enjoyed them!
You didn't miss a reference. I just wanted to invent a ghost who started out creepy and then got embarrassed in the face of The One True Seeker and His Amazing Friends :)
That last one was such cracky good fun to write :)