Six Warriors

Jailbreak - (Miguel)

Miguel began to wake up with a severe headache. The place where he was was dark and somehow smelled of mold and urine, some i***t was singing off-key there and as Miguel regained his senses he seemed to raise his voice more and more.

Looking around, Miguel saw that he was in nothing less than a prison cell, one of those that seemed old and with very little level of humanity. In the cell next door was the guy who was singing. In the saddle to the side, accompanying his companion who sang, there was also a guy playing a kind of harmonica.

"Hey you, you're finally awake." Said the guy who sang.

"What's happening? Where am I?" Miguel asked and the two guys laughed.

"In jail, buddy, where else?" She informed the guy who was singing before, "my name is Jacques, boy and you, what's your name?" Jacques was a guy with tanned skin, brown eyes and straw-colored hair that fell over his ears, on his left ear he had a gold hoop, he wore clothes that were in terrible condition, a kind of sailor shirt that must have been white and venetian breeches in a dirty color.

"Miguel, my name is Miguel. What do you mean by prison?"

"Jail, man, jail, you're stuck, incarcerated, caged, is it hard to understand?" Said the guy who was playing the harmonica before.

"Calm down, calm down Parrot, the boy seems to be confused," said Jaques, "this one is Parrot, boy, he's usually a nice guy, but he's a little angry at being captured."

Jail, how nice. First it had been the 'tattoo', now in the jail, his mother would definitely not like to hear about his adventures. What had happened anyway? He was preparing for a mission with his colleagues and suddenly he wakes up there in another world in a jail cell, how is it? He couldn't quite remember what had happened.

"Well, in case you want to know, the guards already threw you unconscious here" Jacques said, "you must have done something really bad boy, they looked pretty angry."

"What did you do to deserve the gallows, boy?" Parrot asked.

"What?!" Miguel stood up suddenly, holding the bars in his hands, "g-gallows? What do you mean by gallows?"

"That's right, my boy, tomorrow we're all going to dance with the rope around our necks," laughed Jacques morbidly.

Now Miguel was scared, gallows? What had he done to deserve the gallows?

"Hey, kid is in a cold sweat right now, Captain," said Parrot.

"There's nothing to do, boy, it's no use being scared. If they see you freaking out they'll love it, it's best to walk towards death with a smile on your face and a song on your lips, so they will see that we do not fear death, we fear nothing. Come on Parrot, let's sing!" Said Jacques.

Parrot began to play his harmonica and Jacques began to sing some melancholy song about being abandoned by a maiden on a beach and missing her sweet lips. Miguel sighed and sat in the corner of his cell, trying to think of something, but it was hard with all that singing.

"Shoot ap, Jacques, or I'm going to wolk into that cell and shoot yoo ap myself! And oh, yoo won't like what I'm going to use to shoot you ap, you won't really like it!" Ordered a very aggressive voice, although Miguel didn't quite understand what the guy had been trying to say.

"It's the guard here, Buggug," Jacques said with a mischievous smile, "give him a break, he's a half-orc and he's still learning our language."

"Okay, half-orc is it? He looks very kind."

"Of course, he has half a meter of kindness right in the middle of his..." Parrot was talking, but Jacques motioned for him to stop. The two of them laughed. Then Miguel laughed with them, despite the strain of knowing he was condemned to be hanged.

"Hey Miguel, where are you from?" Jacques wanted to know, "You're not from around here, are you?"

"Where is it here, exactly?" Miguel wanted to know. "I don't even know exactly where I am."

"The little seaside town, Lazuli, in the Kingdom of Dnalowat. Boy, you're really confused! But that just proves my point, you're not really from around here."

"I'm not." Miguel said, "Actually I can't explain very well where I really am from, but I can say it's very, very, very far away from here."

"Are you an adventurer? I've heard about stories about adventurers who come from our sibling dimension. Yes, I've heard about those stories on my journey. You're one of them, right?"

"I'm impressed, yes, you did get it right."

"I would have liked to have met you on another occasion, Miguel. It's a shame we don't have that much time to talk. Well, at least you can teach us a song from your world. Come on, let's sing a song from your land."

"Yeah...I don't know...I'm not very good at singing, do you understand?"

"Nonsense, come on, no need to be good at singing, just animate us in this dark moment."

"Uh...okay, okay." Miguel cleared his throat and then began to sing:

"Do what you want cause a pirate is free, you are a pirate!/ Yarr har fiddle dee dee/ Being a pirate is alright to be/ Do what you want cause a pirate is free/ You are a pirate!"

Jacques began to laugh and Parrot began to accompany the music with his harmonica. Before long, the three were sharing chants without caring about the outside world.

"Stop dat stoopid singing!" Buggug ordered screaming, but the prisoners did not obey and continued. "I seid, stop dat stoopid..." A noise was heard despite the singing of Miguel and the other prisoners and suddenly Buggug stopped screaming, Jacques, Parrot and Miguel looked at each other. They were finally silent and heard footsteps. Miguel was startled when he saw Victoria appearing there, holding a lantern, and by her side was Stanis.

"What are you doing here?!" Miguel asked the two.

"Do you want to get out of here or not?" Victoria returned with a question.

Stanis advanced to the large cell where Miguel was and, with an inordinate force, began to bend the iron bars. Jacques whistled after seeing the scene.

"Wow my buddy, there's something interesting to see!" He said with a smile. The slender Miguel easily walked through the far metal bars and thanked Stanis, which was unusual.

"Come on, we need to get out of here." Victoria spoke and they prepared to go.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Jacques asked, "Hey, my good singing buddy Miguel, my good jail buddy, my good comrade, you're not leaving us like this, are you?"

Miguel stopped and looked at them. Victoria said they needed to hurry and Miguel asked Stanis to open their cell too.

"Miguel, no we can't," Victoria warned, "getting you free is one thing. We know you're innocent...but these men? We can't."

"They're going to be hanged," Miguel said. "Maybe fate has given them a second chance. Come on Stanis, the faster you do it, the faster we'll get out of here."

Stanis nodded and then went to Jacques and Parrot's cell and began to open the metal bars, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.

"Wow, that's it, very good my comrades. Thank you so much. We will never forget this gesture of goodwill." Jacques thanked him.

"Very well, you may have convinced Miguel to get you out of here, but the escape is up to you, okay?" Victoria spoke between a snort and another.

"Of course, of course, madam, one day we will meet again, my good comrade Miguel, until then, don't get caught again." Saying this, Jacques and Parrot ran out of there.

...

It was at night. Miguel and the others, despite having walked away from the jail, tried to keep going without attracting too much attention until they got where they were supposed to go. It was an inn known as Nereid Agonized. They were staying there, along with Yumi who was also on the 'party'. When they arrived at the accommodation where they had rented four beds, Yumi was there, reading some kind of parchment.

"So we already got the scroll we came for?" Miguel asked upon seeing the scene.

"Not even close." Yumi replied without paying much attention to Miguel, "I'm doing some research. Well, it looks like gathering information isn't going to be that easy, especially now that we have a fugitive among us."

"I don't even know how I ended up in that jail cell in the first place!" Miguel pointed out, "Seriously, if any of you know, I'm ready to listen."

"Well, you'd better sit down", Victoria said, "you must be hungry. Let's get you some food from the inn and, while you eat, we can tell you."