A Good Man 5

A Good Man 5
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The next morning Tom awoke wondering what the hell was going on. Looking around, his room
was crowded with a mixture of brownies, pixies, sprites and half of the council. Huh? Most were
asleep, that didn’t bother him as much as the fact that they were in his house to start with.
Stirring with a slight groan a mulitude rushed to his bed, “Ok just a question? Frilly why are all
of these people here?” Tom asked.
Giggling Frilly told him, “they ALL heard that you were badly hurt and rushed to help you, it
appears they owe you,” this last was in hushed tones.


Three beings stepped forward, the brownie from the day before, a pixie that looked alot
like the one that had rushed forward when he healed the brownie, and the sprite that had brought
his daughter. All three bowed in front of Tom, “I want to introduce you to Futhra, the head of
the brownies. Yong the leader of the sprites, this is Queen Adalar of the pixies,” each bowed causing Tom
to bow back to them bringing many gasps and smiles from the crowd in the room, “they are paying you back
for what you have done so far.”


Tom looked surprised, “for what I’ve done? I haven’t really done anything, well… not to
me, I don’t feel I’ve done anything that warrents this support at all.”
“Tom,” Frilly started, “no one can heal the mind, you are the first that I have ever heard of, I
am as you know 3500 years old.”
Tom just shook his head, to him all these things he’d done were simple things. “You act as if
everything I did was hard or impossible, they were simple that’s all.”
“Tom sir, you just have to accept that you are special, you’ve brought many of the races together.
Many are ready to follow you, something unheard of ever.”
Tom just looked at her in shock, he knew he was a better person than his wife had said but he
never thought of his self as special. As if the bitch ever thought anything other than that about
him.


Tom got up out of bed a slight throbbing in his side, slowly getting up, he held his side
many in the room rushing to heal that part as quickly as possible. While he stood there another
plan began to form in his mind. He’d need to discuss it with as many magical and mythical beings
as he could, this plan he thought might bring him closer to getting Malamon. Sighing there were
many dangers, and he didn’t want to put anyone in more danger than they were now, Malamon was
still looking for energy and magic so they were at greater risk. Tom just hoped this plan might be
the last he was starting to get tired of this megalomaniac Malamon, too many people have died.


Motioning each forward, Tom whispered to each that he needed to talk to them alone after
all the others had gone. Thanking the many that were there, they started leaving while tom
gathered the three at his table. Outlaying the plan the three listened most intensly till he
finished. When he asked if the had questions, they were a little shocked that he was able to
change the plan if they had concerns.
“I am not unopen to your suggestions, if we are to stop Malamon then we must band together to stop
him,” Tom was surprised when at first, they didn’t say anything prompting Tom to prod them to open
up.


“We remember 1500 years ago when he went against Malamon, the battle between them lasted
for days. Everyone had removed themselves and hidden when the battle started,’ started Queen
Adalar, “even so many had wanted to help him, they were no match for Malamon’s power.”
“Yes, many of the strongest of the browines were destroyed that week, we are still to today
recovering from that time.” stated Futha.
“Though many died that day, almost as many have died over the centuries What you have done in just
a few weeks has again shifted the balance back to where it should be,” said Yong flaring brightly
as it remembered those times.


All three leaned close whispering for a few minutes then Queen Adalar, spoke up, “we do
have concerns, the last time Malamon was fought against, almost the whole magical world was
devastated. Many were destroyed, it was delegated to me by the council to bring this up. We are
sorry that our mistrust of the mage council, has hardened us to the plight of the mages. Many of
the races want their concerns heard also. As these races don’t have many magical users, they also
must be included. The Gnomes, Dwarves, Ogres, Centaurs, Satyrs and Trolls though we try to keep
them away from others, all have pledged to help. As for our cousins the Fairies and the Nymphs we
haven’t heard anything yet, except, that they aren’t believeing you are who you say you are.