It was from that lady's plea that the quest for the missing Lego brick began.
About this creation
Maeri straightened her long, tangled, dark hair, and smiled. She felt good today. Hopefully nothing would go wrong.
"Mom!" Maeri heard her son, Bligh, call her. She turned.
Bligh dashed into the room. Maeri shrieked, suddenly petrifiied! Her son's hair was missing! Her face contorted into a grimace of agony.
Maeri raced from the room with Bligh on her heels.
"What happened, Bligh?" Maeri asked sharply.
"I dunno! I was just lying on the sofa, resting, and I woke up with my hair gone!" Bligh answered, in tears.
Maeri raced from the room, intent on gathering a search party. She raced from the house, shouting in the streets, kocking on all her neighbors doors, screaming for help.
Mere minutes later...
King Althorn forwned.
"Are my ears decieving me, Esseuos, my son, or is there a disturbance outside the watchtower?" he asked. Esseuos listened. Then, after a moment's silence, he nodded. "I believe so, father."
"My son, visit the disturbance. Bring Lihios with."
"Yes, father." Esseuos swiftly left the room, his brown robe billowing behind him. Lihios, the king's chief advisor, quickly followed.
"What do you think it could be, Lihios?" Esseuos asked.
"If only I knew. I would tell you if I did, Prince Esseuos." Lihios replied, his face darkening. "We can only hope it is not life threatening to us."
"Indeed," Esseuos said calmly, but he gripped his sowrd in its sheath tighter.
"Look, Lihios!" Esseuos hissed. Befoee them on the path was a small gathering of people.
"I tell you, I MUST go!" One man was shouting at another. "He is my son!"
"I only wish to ensure your own safety!" The other roared back.
"I only care for my son's safety and comfort!" the other screamed in rage, and charged at the man with the cloak.
"O, there! That won't be necessary, fellow!" Esseuos extended his sword between the two men.
The first man, the father, stopped.
"Now, what exactly is the matter?" Lihios asked the men.
"It's my son." A woman stepped forward from behind the men. "He's lost a valuable possession, and my husband, Garo, wishes to help find it, but Gaehtia wishes for him to stay behind." She nodded towards the man in the cloak, who nodded.
"I wish to accompany him, as well." An older man spoke for the first time.
All of the others turned towards him.
"I may be his grandfather, but I have some life in these bones yet."
"I shall accept you into the quest. You once were in the King's guard, Vorusiq." Gaehtia said to him.
"I have as much of a right to go on this quest as Vorusiq does, fool!" Garo raged.
"I only wish to let you live! This city would be nothing without you! We need your trading, for you are a merchant!" Gaehtia said calmly.
"You're correct. Forgive me. I am distressed." Garo said, his face softening.
"I wish to go on this journey as well." Esseuos broke in. "I have heard enough to know that I wish to be part of this."
"I don't know if the king would approve. He may want you to remain here, safe. You, after all, are his only heir." Gaehtia said gently.
"Then I shall accompany him, Gaehtia." Lihios spoke up.
"I am sure the king would allow me to go with him. I will protet him at all costs." Lihios continued.
"Very well, then. It is decided." Gaehtia said.
"The four of us are to go on this quest."
"Why would someone steal this pocession from a random villager? And why not take more?" Esseuos questioned as he changed, to prepare for the quest.
"I wonder..." Esseuos said aloud, but to himself. "We shall see, I suppose."
Esseuos finshed dressing and quickly left his room.
A day later...
"How long must we travel?" Gaehtia wondered aloud.
"Until we find his hair." Lihios replied. He and Esseuos had been informed of the missing hair.
"Most likely soon," Vorusiq said darkly. "For soon enough, within the hour, we shall reach the dreaded Doors of Death."
All the others gasped.
"Can you be sure, Vorusiq?" Lihios whispered.
"I am positive." I have ventured many years, and I recognize this place."
An hour later...
"The Doors of Death..." Esseuos whispered, staring in horror. They had reached the dreaded destination.
"We must enter!" We have come this far, we must slay whatever lies within!" Vorusiq said sharply. "The time has come!"
"Sirs! Sirs! I come with a message from Lady Maeri!" a messenger raced up to them.
His blade raised, he prepared to break the door, but was interrupted by a cry.
"Bligh's hair has been recovered! It was behind their sofa!" The messenger said hurriedly. The men cheered.
"She's holding a celebration, and you are the guests on honor!" the messenger blubbered. "Let's go!" He raced away, and the men began following.
Only Lihios lingered.
"What are you waiting for? Father would not be pleased if you did not return. Hw would break down. You are colse to him." Esseuos said to Lihios.
"I'll be along in a minute. I must check something." Esseuos hurried away.
Lihios turned to the Doors.
He raised his blade, and slashed at the doors.
They simply melted away, and Lihios stared into darkness.
Suddenly, a monstrous skeletal arm burst from the blackness
It was then that Lihios knew he would be late for the fair maiden's celebration...
MOC-off against Halhi 141.
Also, I'm sorry to say that the last build is way to similar to this to even really count, so sorry about that. I'm proud to announce though, that from now on, I'll be doing my best to only use my own inspiration.
Very nice work here! You both did a great job! For judging, I liked Halhi's story better, and I thought his builds worked better for his story and his story was easier to follow, especially character-wise. Halhi gets my vote.
Now after reading the story it looks really nice. My favorite originally was the last vig, but after seeing Stephen's comment I don't really like it as much, it's too similar to the inspiration :/ (I'm guilty of that in the past too though) The rest of the builds look good though.
Since I volunteered to be the third judge, here goes. I like both of the MOCs and the category is quite unique. As far as builds go, I think you were both evenly matched. I felt, though, that Hahli had the humor going for his so in the end, he gets my vote.
Hey, Halhi asked for my help because he couldn't find enough judges that could help. I'm judging your MOC-off, and I will get started right now. I really liked your story. The "brick" though isn't what it should be. I mean I guess it's a LEGO piece, but not really a brick. Still, I find that the story's beginning and end sentances lead toward your setting more than Halhi's and the builds are a bit better, most notably that rug. I give my vote to you.