{"id":20501,"date":"2019-07-16T12:40:37","date_gmt":"2019-07-16T16:40:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tellest.com\/?p=20501"},"modified":"2019-08-15T11:19:42","modified_gmt":"2019-08-15T15:19:42","slug":"the-whispers-chapter-two","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tellest.com\/the-whispers-chapter-two\/","title":{"rendered":"The Whispers – Chapter Two"},"content":{"rendered":"

Hello there readers.\u00a0 I am back today with the second chapter of Tellest’s new feature, the “interactive” story, The Whispers<\/em>\u2014a story which fellow readers like you are helping me tell.\u00a0 For ease of navigation, I’m going to have little mini tables of contents on these posts, so feel free to use them to jump around and discover how The Whispers<\/em> works, how you can help steer the direction of the main character’s choices, and, of course, read the story.\u00a0 I hope you enjoy taking part in this interesting new Tellest adventure!<\/p>\n

The Whispers Concept<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n

The Whispers – Chapter Two<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n

Voting Instructions<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n

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<\/a>The Whispers<\/em> Concept<\/strong><\/p>\n

The Whispers is a story that takes place within the Tellest universe.\u00a0 It’s a story that is written by Michael DeAngelo, but it’s told with help of the readers.\u00a0 It’s a story that follows Declan, a young man who was recently evicted from the temple where he grew up.\u00a0 When he was younger, he used to hear voices, and the clergy interpreted those voices in ways that they thought brought them closer to divinity.\u00a0 But with the whispers growing quiet, Declan was no longer needed at the temple, and he was instead shipped off to a nearby adventurers’ guild.\u00a0 The voices have recently returned in his time of need, and have offered him advice on what to do in order to survive.<\/p>\n

If you haven’t already figured it out,\u00a0you<\/em> are one of those potential whispers!\u00a0 At the end of every chapter, Declan is given a choice.\u00a0 Every reader has the chance to vote and influence Declan’s decision, as long as you’re a member of the Tellest newsletter.\u00a0 Every time you vote, your voice holds more sway as well.\u00a0 Everyone who cast their vote in chapter one will now have a stronger voice, and Declan will hear them a little clearer.\u00a0 So for your voice to be heard best, you should get in on this story early.\u00a0 There is another way to gain additional voting power, but that will be described in the voting instructions at the end of this post.<\/p>\n

First thing is first: you’ve got to read the story (starting with chapter one<\/a>, if you prefer).\u00a0 Then if you’re not already a member of the newsletter, go ahead and sign up!\u00a0 Tellest has awesome freebies that we give out right away at sign-up, and more that come along every few weeks.<\/p>\n

Without much further adieu, let’s continue our tale, and find out what choice Declan made with the help of our Council of Whispers…<\/p>\n

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<\/a>Chapter Two:
\n<\/strong>Obeying the Call<\/strong><\/p>\n

The whispers that rattled about in the back of Declan\u2019s head were no match for the next explosion that seemed to rock the building to its core.\u00a0 He lunged forward, catching his balance upon the nearest of the two pedestals.\u00a0 When he shook his head of the confusion, and he managed to look up, it was the spinning sword that was before him.<\/p>\n

Sure enough, whispers urged him to take that long, deadly blade, eager as he set his sights upon the sword\u2019s hilt.<\/p>\n

Then, like a cascading wave, the other voices overpowered the few murmurs that urged him toward the melee weapon.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe staff, Declan!<\/em>\u201d an urgent whisper called.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhatever is happening above, a single sword will not be enough.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut the aether flows through you<\/em>,\u201d another voice clarified.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou hold the key<\/em>,\u201d the loudest voice among them said then.\u00a0 \u201cAnd with that staff, you can find the door and open it.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n

Declan squared his jaw then, righting himself before turning about to stare at the spinning arcane weapon.\u00a0 He could sense the power emanating from it, as though the voices may have been calling from within the staff.\u00a0 As he drew closer to it, a faint hum seemed to fill the room, drowning out the whispers\u2014or adding to them, he thought.<\/p>\n

It felt as though he were looking at it for the first time.\u00a0 Comprised of some ancient metal, the staff looked sturdy despite its antiquity.\u00a0 A pair of lifted ridges sat close to its center, indicating the proper handhold.\u00a0 Further up the length of it, a decorated circle sat fixed at its head.<\/p>\n

Reaching out toward it, Declan felt an even stronger pull, as though the staff reached out to him in turn.\u00a0 Before he could even wrap his fingers around the speckled metal, the faint blue light erupted into a burst of cobalt and cerulean, overwhelming his senses and momentarily blinding him.<\/p>\n

When his vision returned, Declan was outside of that round chamber, with the staff held high and in his hand.\u00a0 He looked to his side, recognizing the larder that Erik had shown him to.<\/p>\n

Without understanding how, he had passed beyond several other rooms that separated the basement foyer from the relic chamber.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t discern whether some magic had taken hold of him, or if, in his disorientation, he had stumbled through the labyrinthine cellar.\u00a0 It he had stumbled about, how much time had passed, he wondered.<\/p>\n

As his vision settled upon the stairs to the rest of the guild hall, he knew that the question could be considered later.<\/p>\n

\u201cGo forth, Declan<\/em>,\u201d the whispers said, almost in unison.<\/p>\n

It was the first time that he had ever heard those voices in absolute agreement, rather than chattering over one another.\u00a0 With that powerful utterance, it sounded more like an order than a suggestion, and Declan thought better than to hesitate.<\/p>\n

Gripping the staff, feeling its energy, he strode forth toward the stairs.<\/p>\n

It had gone quiet on the floor above, the terse voices fading.\u00a0 Declan wondered if he would ascend to witness a horrible sight and nothing more.<\/p>\n

He shook his head, knowing that his focus had to be on what was before him, rather than what the future might hold.\u00a0 Declan looked at the stone steps, thankful that they weren\u2019t made from the same creaky wood as the basement at the temple.\u00a0 If there were any villains roaming about the guild hall, stealth, along with his new staff, would be the only advantages he had.<\/p>\n

Taking in a deep breath, Declan climbed the stairs until he was just below the landing, out of sight of the side hall and the room that overlooked the meadow.\u00a0 The pair of broad doors across from him almost seemed to call to him, offering him some semblance of safety.\u00a0 If he could just push past them, he could race off into the meadow, away from whatever dangers had fallen upon the Adventurers\u2019 guild.<\/p>\n

He forced out the breath he\u2019d taken earlier, hearing the fretful undulation as it left through his parted lips.<\/p>\n

After another step, he turned on his heel and thrust out the staff, attempting to prove he was ready for anything.\u00a0 Looking into the room, its grand windows filling the chamber with sunlight, he knew he had proven himself wrong.\u00a0 The radiance fell upon the injured and the dead in an odd spectacle, illuminated dust particles dancing in the air, lingering from the earlier explosions.<\/p>\n

Declan\u2019s legs buckled, but he leaned against the dividing wall for balance.\u00a0 The near silence was somehow deafening, and the lack of any further guidance from the whispers left him feeling more alone than ever.<\/p>\n

Despite his trepidation, he crept forward, until he could gaze down the long hall that Erik once led him down.<\/p>\n

The front door of the guild hall was ajar, swaying in the soft breeze.\u00a0 Declan couldn\u2019t see any sign of the aggressors there and wondered whether that was a good thing or not.<\/p>\n

Staring into the sunlight, he could barely make out the figure sprawled across the floor into the hallway.\u00a0 As his eyes adjusted, Declan could see the horned helmet that lay on its side beside the fallen dwarf.\u00a0 Though he was far from the smallfolk, he could see that Tornig lay unmoving.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf you move again, I\u2019ll rip out your entrails,\u201d Declan heard, then.<\/p>\n

He went rigid, and hid beside the hallway, further weighing his options.\u00a0 As he hid there, he noticed that even without the sunlight glaring through the open door, the room seemed to grow brighter.<\/p>\n

He looked up at the staff and noticed that the circle fixed atop it glowed with the faint blue light he recalled from the relic chamber in the basement.\u00a0 Declan\u2019s eyes grew wide as he reached for the headpiece, and he offered up his own whisper then, pleading for the light to be extinguished.<\/p>\n

As he lowered the staff, peering through the circular fixture, his focus shifted to the far side of the building. \u00a0He made eye contact with the strange being there, a hulking brute in crude armor that was covered from head to toe in matted fur.\u00a0 A canine snout let Declan know that it was not human\u2014nor elf, or dwarf, or any other kind of being he\u2019d seen or heard of.\u00a0 He remembered back to stories Benedictus told him when he was younger.\u00a0 Could it have been a gnoll, he wondered?<\/p>\n

He was not left to consider that for long, for his unexpected foe stomped toward him, grunting in anger.<\/p>\n

Declan held out his hand to placate the gnoll, a plea upon his lips.\u00a0 It was too late though.\u00a0 With rage in its eyes and frothy spit dripping from its snout, the warrior did not seem to care for Declan\u2019s appeal.<\/p>\n

\u201cWait, don\u2019t!\u201d Declan blurted out then.<\/p>\n

Before the gnoll could take another step, a thundering gale of wind whipped through the building, knocking hanging tools and pictures off the wall.\u00a0 When it reached the gnoll, it threw him back across the building, slamming him into the wall with such force that his unsophisticated breastplate came undone.\u00a0 As the wind dissipated, the monstrous warrior fell from the wall in a heap, unconscious before he hit the floor.<\/p>\n

Declan couldn\u2019t celebrate his good fortune or stare in bewilderment at the relic he held in his hand.\u00a0 Another unfamiliar, harsh voice rang out in the building.<\/p>\n

\u201cIgnark, what was that?\u201d he heard.<\/p>\n

As footsteps reported in an adjacent room, Declan clenched his jaw and sealed his lips, creeping down the long hallway toward the open door.\u00a0 He kept the staff lifted off the ground, hopeful to keep as quiet as possible as he made his way.<\/p>\n

\u201cIgnark?\u201d the voice repeated; disdain was audible in the question.<\/p>\n

Declan slowed his pace as he drew closer to the fallen dwarf who was sprawled out upon the floor.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t see any injuries on Tornig; there was no pool of blood or markings on the poor fellow. \u00a0It was as though he simply dropped dead where he stood.<\/p>\n

As the gnoll\u2019s comrade investigated further, the newest member of the guild crouched down, observing the area outside the building.\u00a0 It seemed quiet there, and Declan inched toward it, unable to resist the pull of a quick escape.\u00a0 When he lingered by the door, he ventured a glance over his shoulder.<\/p>\n

Wide eyes stared back at him, eager and earnest.\u00a0 Ilayeth sat upon the floor beside a damaged low table, her hands bound at the wrists and tied to her legs.\u00a0 She attempted to speak, but was unable to produce a single word, and Declan understood why a moment later.\u00a0 It was as though her lips were gone, covered instead with a thick layer of skin and nothing more.<\/p>\n

Once Declan overcame his horror, he focused more intently on the maiden.\u00a0 She struggled against her bindings, her arms shaking and lean muscles bulging against the stress.<\/p>\n

A nervous breath passed between his lips, and he forewent all thoughts of a hasty retreat.<\/p>\n

Declan stayed low to the ground then and drew closer to Ilayeth, letting the ancient staff fall to the floor.\u00a0 As worry set in, it was as though time slowed down.\u00a0 It was in that brief yet stretched period that he took notice of several of Ilayeth\u2019s other features that he had missed in the guild hall\u2019s basement.\u00a0 With her cloak pulled down behind her neck, he could see dark tresses that fell in a wave upon her shoulders.\u00a0 Disheveled as they were though, they didn\u2019t hide the shallow point upon her ear.<\/p>\n

Ilayeth stamped her feet then, reining in his attention.\u00a0 Declan shook his head, and reached for her bindings, thick lashings of what looked like sturdy vines.<\/p>\n

\u201cIgnark!\u201d they heard then.<\/p>\n

Startled, Declan sprang back.\u00a0 Even without a visible mouth, he could see the frown upon the half-elf\u2019s face.\u00a0 A quiet grumble croaked from within her throat as she strained forward, urging the guild\u2019s recruit to work at her bindings.<\/p>\n

Despite her insistence, Declan drew further away from Ilayeth, looking about the room for something to aid him in the desperate situation.\u00a0 While the maiden worked herself into a tizzy, Declan stepped away, and looked to the fallen dwarf.\u00a0 An axe hung upon Tornig\u2019s belt, a gleam from the opened door landing upon its crescent head.\u00a0 Declan reached for the weapon at once, and returned to the frantic half-elf, steadying her as he arrived there.<\/p>\n

\u201cHold still,\u201d he whispered.<\/p>\n

When Ilayeth realized the young man held a blade at the ready, she grew calm, offering an anticipative nod while she closed her eyes.<\/p>\n

Declan worked on the vine-like strands with the axe as though it was a dull sawblade, until he could see a tear in the fibers.\u00a0 The bindings around Ilayeth\u2019s arms snapped with a loud report then.<\/p>\n

The half-elf smiled with her eyes and tried to offer her thanks before she realized once more that she had been silenced.\u00a0 She gave a quick shake of her head and then pointed toward her legs, where another wrapping of the vines kept her trapped.<\/p>\n

Before Declan could move the axe to the lower set of bindings, a strange figure filled the doorway to the next room.\u00a0 Delcan rose to his feet in panic as Ilayeth slid around to look upon the intruder.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat have we here?\u201d the stranger wondered.\u00a0 He had olive-colored skin, and long strands of greasy, seaweed-colored hair.\u00a0 An opened tome rested in his hand, but he was sturdier looking despite that, as though he had been a hardened warrior earlier in his life.\u00a0 \u201cI knew that there were others within this building,\u201d the goblin said.\u00a0 \u201cI told Ignark as much.\u00a0 But he always was a fool\u2014always looking for treasures more than dangers.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo matter,\u201d he went on.\u00a0 \u201cYou\u2019ll fall just like all the rest.\u201d\u00a0 He lifted his book before him but needed not look at the words in the tome.<\/p>\n

The half-elf maiden, already familiar with the intruder\u2019s methods, drew lower to the ground, as if to hide from him.<\/p>\n

\u201cSkalagos, dahartha g\u00e4s trendahar,\u201d the goblin intoned.<\/p>\n

Before he could finish his chant, Ilayeth lunged forth, scooping the discarded staff off the ground.\u00a0 She brought it to bear in front of Declan, and the young man reached out and grasped it on instinct and reflex.<\/p>\n

By the time the last syllable rolled from the goblin\u2019s mouth, the circular head of the staff pulsed with a bright light, and Declan felt the power of the arcane implement shaking in his hand.<\/p>\n

After some time passed, it appeared that the goblin\u2019s incantation failed to have an effect, and he tilted his head in confusion.\u00a0 He narrowed his eyes then and turned the pages of the book in his hand until he arrived at a dog-eared entry.<\/p>\n

\u201cVery well.\u00a0 I\u2019ll steal the words from your lips as I have hers,\u201d the goblin said, pointing at Ilayeth with his chin.<\/p>\n

The half-elf looked up at her savior, grasping his arm and pleading with her eyes for him to act.<\/p>\n

\u201cRedahin, gorion ath dolwin!\u201d<\/p>\n

Declan felt a prickle in the air, like static electricity meant to move throughout the room.\u00a0 But as with the goblin\u2019s prior attempt at a spell, that one fell short.\u00a0 That time, however, the enchantment was not thwarted by the staff.\u00a0 The glow within the circular headpiece had faded since the first invocation.<\/p>\n

Once more, Declan heard the rise of the whispers.\u00a0 Like the hissing of dozens of vipers, the whispers layered over one another, all incensed and angered in their tone, though their onset was so quick that Declan couldn\u2019t determine what they were saying.\u00a0 He thought to bring his hands to his ears to dull their strange roar, but he thought better of it when he remembered the axe and staff he held in his hands.\u00a0 Beyond that, he knew that there was no way to quiet the sound so deep within his mind.<\/p>\n

Patience was all he required, it seemed, for a moment later, several of the whispers synchronized, all speaking the same sentiment.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe is trying to silence us.\u00a0 He is trying to silence you.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n

Declan stood straighter as he realized that in his attempt to silence him, the goblin only managed to quiet one of the whispers.<\/p>\n

\u201cStop him,<\/em>\u201d another whisper commanded.<\/p>\n

While the goblin looked on in confusion once more, Declan heaved Tornig\u2019s hand axe, end over end.\u00a0 All three of the occupants of the room failed to hide their surprise when the weapon plunged into the flesh beneath the goblin\u2019s shoulder.<\/p>\n

As the injured intruder fell against the wall and slid down toward his backside, Ilayeth set into motion, crawling across the room to reach him.<\/p>\n

\u201cHelp me,\u201d the half-elf spoke then.\u00a0 Another bout of surprise reached them when they realized that the spell that had stolen away Ilayeth\u2019s mouth had expired.<\/p>\n

Declan stepped forward but furrowed his brow at her request.\u00a0 \u201cHelp you with what?\u201d he wondered.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe need to keep him alive,\u201d she said.\u00a0 \u201cHe might have information about why he and his friends attacked.\u201d<\/p>\n

As Declan drew closer, he heard the familiar sounds of the whispers in the back of his mind.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s right.\u00a0 You know she is.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe is dangerous\u2014too dangerous to let live.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe goblin and his ilk attacked this place for some reason.\u00a0 You need to know why.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cKnowledge is only valuable to those that live long enough to use it.\u00a0 If he survives, he will not offer you the same chance.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n

Once again, Declan felt the weight of the options upon him.\u00a0 A trembling shook his hand, and when he looked at the ancient staff, it\u2019s circular headpiece glowed once more, as though it too felt the need for some action.<\/p>\n

As more voices lent their advice to the whispers, Declan knew that he had a choice to make.<\/p>\n

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Continue with Chapter Three<\/a><\/p>\n

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<\/a>Voting Has Ended for this period<\/strong><\/p>\n

Things have shifted once again.\u00a0 Declan has a new choice to make that you will influence, and it could very well effect his safety.\u00a0 Will he choose to help Ilayeth heal the wounded goblin, or will he determine that the goblin is better off dead?\u00a0 Ultimately, your voice, along with the other voices that make up the Council of Whispers will help determine the flow of this tale.<\/del><\/p>\n

You have until the 28th of this month to safely join the Tellest Newsletter<\/a> in time to cast your vote.\u00a0 I’ll be sending out newsletter emails to my readers, with the choice to kill or heal the intruding goblin.\u00a0 Then, starting August 1st, I’ll tally up the votes and see how the whispers influenced Declan.<\/del><\/p>\n

Now, I also mentioned that there was an additional way for you to get more voting power, and this month, I’m actually introducing two:<\/del><\/p>\n