I posted a simple posting - nothing interesting, but figured of keep some momentum :)
ManoftheNorth, if you want some interaction between him and Dreet-Na I'd be open for it, but I shall leave the choice to you.
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Posts up! Nothing spectacular but I reckon I'm back on track - on the mend again.
Ah Clirkus, that's pretty cool! Is Italy where you will be study? Where abouts in Italy? I have been I a few places, is a very nice country with lots of awesomeness.
Balth - good luck finding a new and much better job! Work is such a pain in the ass situation - especially finding one :s What was it that made you resign? N what kinda stuff are you looking for?
Ah Clirkus, that's pretty cool! Is Italy where you will be study? Where abouts in Italy? I have been I a few places, is a very nice country with lots of awesomeness.
Balth - good luck finding a new and much better job! Work is such a pain in the ass situation - especially finding one :s What was it that made you resign? N what kinda stuff are you looking for?
Sparrot
“There is that raven again” said Dimur as he pointed towards the bird.
One of the others in the group laughed at his apprentice’s words as he shook his head before he replied “How do you know it’s the same one?” his tone filled with humour as he indulged the youngster’s fantasy.
Dimur narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. “I don’t know, it just is I guess” he said, causing the other man to grin more widely as he continued “but I’m telling you it’s followed us since we entered these mountains.”
Rolling his eyes the elder chuckled as he turned back to his work and responded “Fine, well you keep an eye on the bird and let me know if it tries anything. Filari here is an expert with a sling so she’ll deal with it if we need to” the old elf gestured to the woman with them, who ignored them as she continued her own work.
Dimur frowned, it was clear to him that his teacher was only humouring him and wasn’t taking what he was saying seriously. Muttering to himself the young elf went back to his own work deciphering the various ruins that littered the debris around them.
Several hours passed before suddenly there was an outburst from Filari which startled everyone, the Raven included.
“Tobis! Tobis!” she cried excitedly “I think I’ve finally found something, come and see!”
The small group rushed into activity as they gathered closer to the worn and chipped bits of rock that the woman had been working from.
“Look, see here” she began as her fingers slowly traced the faded ruins around the edge of the piece reading aloud as she did “welcome to Sinadrai, bow before the true masters and as… that’s where the inscription stops, but the name Sinadrai is right there!”
The elder elf’s eyes widened and he smiled and gently nodded “Yes so it is, this just confirms it then. As I’ve always suspected there was once a powerful group of elves that lived in these mountains, and this is all the proof I need.”
“I don’t understand” interrupted Dimur “I thought we already knew about the name of their temple?”
The old elf shook his head before he corrected him “Yes, we did, but now this coupled with my findings elsewhere actually proves that its physical existence was around here somewhere. After all it’s the physical ruins we need to find, and this narrows down the search considerably.”
“What about the gemstone of Ulrick?” asked Dimur as his brow furred further in confusion “I thought that’s why we were here?”
The old elf shushed him before he glanced over to where the Raven was still perched watching them. “And how do you know about that hmm?” he asked raising his bushy white eyebrows.
Dimur suddenly blushed before he admitted that he had heard Filari and the grandmaster discussing it before they left. Tobis shot the female elf an irritated look before he turned his face back to his apprentice and barked “Do not speak of such things, least of all with your eavesdropping raven just there.”
Tobis once more looked at the bird, this time taking the idea that it may have been following them more seriously. If his apprentice had learnt of their search for the Stone of Ulrick then there was no telling who else had.
“Everyone stop” commanded Tobis as he glanced at the small team around him “We have the proof I needed that Sinadrai was located here in these mountains. Take whatever stones you can carry, we are heading back at first light tomorrow.” There was a confused muttering from the group, and the female elf gasped out loud.
“You cannot be serious Tobis!” she practically shouted “you know how long it took us to get this expedition authorised, and now you are willing to stop and head home because this whelp overheard that we are searching for the Stone?”
His face reddening the old elf gritted his teeth as he seethed “I am in charge here, and yes, that is seriously what I am saying. Maybe when you are in charge of an expedition you will allow your underlings to argue and disrespect your decisions, but I assure you I will not.”
An uneasy silence fell across the group, most of the team clearly as dismayed as Filari was that they were stopping when so close to their real goal. As the group set up their tents the uneasy atmosphere continued and tensions were running high. Several hours later when most of them were asleep three figures gathered in the darkness some way away from the tents and whispered in hushed tones.
“If we find the stone and return it then it won’t matter what Tobis says” urged Filari to the other elves “I mean the old fool genuinely wants to stop and return when we are so close. We all know that if we return without the stone again the grandmaster will never allow another trip to attempt to recover it, even with the proof we have found this time.”
One of the other figures, a male elf responded “I am with you Filari, we should leave tonight and keep searching.” The third figure nodded before adding his own agreement to the trio’s conversation.
“It is decided then” said Filari “gather your things and the supplies we need.”
A few meters away perched on a jagged rock Sparrot watched and listened carefully.
The sun rose in the mountains and the camp was once more a flurry of activity as the elves awakened and began to pack up their tents and belongings. As Tobis awoke and exited his tent another elf rushed towards him.
“Tobis, I think that Filari, Gilith and Auren are all gone, so are there belongings” he said in a worried tone. A few moments later another outburst confirmed that someone had discovered that the majority of their supplies had also been taken. Shaking his head in disapproval the old elf stalked across the camp to where his apprentice was, his tent still closed – the boy obviously still asleep.
“Dimur! Dimur wake up this instant!” he shouted as he opened the front of the tent.
Suddenly he saw why the boy was not awake, his lifeless body was lying in a pool of blood, his eyes were missing and instead fleshy holes gazed out at him. Resisting the urge to vomit the old elf moved slightly closer before he reached down and picked out a blood soaked black feather and gazed at it in disbelief.
“There is that raven again” said Dimur as he pointed towards the bird.
One of the others in the group laughed at his apprentice’s words as he shook his head before he replied “How do you know it’s the same one?” his tone filled with humour as he indulged the youngster’s fantasy.
Dimur narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. “I don’t know, it just is I guess” he said, causing the other man to grin more widely as he continued “but I’m telling you it’s followed us since we entered these mountains.”
Rolling his eyes the elder chuckled as he turned back to his work and responded “Fine, well you keep an eye on the bird and let me know if it tries anything. Filari here is an expert with a sling so she’ll deal with it if we need to” the old elf gestured to the woman with them, who ignored them as she continued her own work.
Dimur frowned, it was clear to him that his teacher was only humouring him and wasn’t taking what he was saying seriously. Muttering to himself the young elf went back to his own work deciphering the various ruins that littered the debris around them.
Several hours passed before suddenly there was an outburst from Filari which startled everyone, the Raven included.
“Tobis! Tobis!” she cried excitedly “I think I’ve finally found something, come and see!”
The small group rushed into activity as they gathered closer to the worn and chipped bits of rock that the woman had been working from.
“Look, see here” she began as her fingers slowly traced the faded ruins around the edge of the piece reading aloud as she did “welcome to Sinadrai, bow before the true masters and as… that’s where the inscription stops, but the name Sinadrai is right there!”
The elder elf’s eyes widened and he smiled and gently nodded “Yes so it is, this just confirms it then. As I’ve always suspected there was once a powerful group of elves that lived in these mountains, and this is all the proof I need.”
“I don’t understand” interrupted Dimur “I thought we already knew about the name of their temple?”
The old elf shook his head before he corrected him “Yes, we did, but now this coupled with my findings elsewhere actually proves that its physical existence was around here somewhere. After all it’s the physical ruins we need to find, and this narrows down the search considerably.”
“What about the gemstone of Ulrick?” asked Dimur as his brow furred further in confusion “I thought that’s why we were here?”
The old elf shushed him before he glanced over to where the Raven was still perched watching them. “And how do you know about that hmm?” he asked raising his bushy white eyebrows.
Dimur suddenly blushed before he admitted that he had heard Filari and the grandmaster discussing it before they left. Tobis shot the female elf an irritated look before he turned his face back to his apprentice and barked “Do not speak of such things, least of all with your eavesdropping raven just there.”
Tobis once more looked at the bird, this time taking the idea that it may have been following them more seriously. If his apprentice had learnt of their search for the Stone of Ulrick then there was no telling who else had.
“Everyone stop” commanded Tobis as he glanced at the small team around him “We have the proof I needed that Sinadrai was located here in these mountains. Take whatever stones you can carry, we are heading back at first light tomorrow.” There was a confused muttering from the group, and the female elf gasped out loud.
“You cannot be serious Tobis!” she practically shouted “you know how long it took us to get this expedition authorised, and now you are willing to stop and head home because this whelp overheard that we are searching for the Stone?”
His face reddening the old elf gritted his teeth as he seethed “I am in charge here, and yes, that is seriously what I am saying. Maybe when you are in charge of an expedition you will allow your underlings to argue and disrespect your decisions, but I assure you I will not.”
An uneasy silence fell across the group, most of the team clearly as dismayed as Filari was that they were stopping when so close to their real goal. As the group set up their tents the uneasy atmosphere continued and tensions were running high. Several hours later when most of them were asleep three figures gathered in the darkness some way away from the tents and whispered in hushed tones.
“If we find the stone and return it then it won’t matter what Tobis says” urged Filari to the other elves “I mean the old fool genuinely wants to stop and return when we are so close. We all know that if we return without the stone again the grandmaster will never allow another trip to attempt to recover it, even with the proof we have found this time.”
One of the other figures, a male elf responded “I am with you Filari, we should leave tonight and keep searching.” The third figure nodded before adding his own agreement to the trio’s conversation.
“It is decided then” said Filari “gather your things and the supplies we need.”
A few meters away perched on a jagged rock Sparrot watched and listened carefully.
The sun rose in the mountains and the camp was once more a flurry of activity as the elves awakened and began to pack up their tents and belongings. As Tobis awoke and exited his tent another elf rushed towards him.
“Tobis, I think that Filari, Gilith and Auren are all gone, so are there belongings” he said in a worried tone. A few moments later another outburst confirmed that someone had discovered that the majority of their supplies had also been taken. Shaking his head in disapproval the old elf stalked across the camp to where his apprentice was, his tent still closed – the boy obviously still asleep.
“Dimur! Dimur wake up this instant!” he shouted as he opened the front of the tent.
Suddenly he saw why the boy was not awake, his lifeless body was lying in a pool of blood, his eyes were missing and instead fleshy holes gazed out at him. Resisting the urge to vomit the old elf moved slightly closer before he reached down and picked out a blood soaked black feather and gazed at it in disbelief.
As the greybeards entered the room with the woman who had greeted him Dreet-Na took out another book from his bag, this time a blank book which was filled with his observations and a gathering of his notes on the lore regarding dragon-kind and the current situation. As they surveyed the room and the others prepared briefly for the meeting to start he took out a quill and inkpot before he began to make notes as Arngeir began to speak, speaking of their quest and the untimely death of the Dragonborn. Soon after the woman took over the meeting and began to describe how the Dragonborn had recovered an artefact called a Dragonstone before he expired, and that this artefact was in fact a map of the Dragon burial sites throughout Skyrim, and confirming what he had already suspected about the Dovah returning from the dead.
It seemed they would be traveling to these sites in order to find out what exactly was happening there, and take a tally of those who had awoken – or so he assumed this was the reason. The ‘leaders’ of DovahFeyn seemed quite concerned with them staying together as much as possible, though this wasn’t surprising given what had happened to the Dragonborn, and Dreet-Na was more than happy to oblige.
"You'll be leaving at dawn. We'll provide you with food, potions and anything else you may need for the journey. I'd recommend you get some rest and become better acquainted with one another, unless any of you have any queries?" The senior most looking Greybeard asked as the woman left the room. As he continued to make his notes a dozen questions swam around Dreet-Na’s head, though most of them were not as important as to ask them now, but he made a mental note to ask them all later once the meeting was over. He was desperate to know more about the ‘bigger picture’, about their long-term plan and goal, though he again didn’t want to ask in front of the others in case their new ‘leaders’ were as clueless as he was about the whole thing and were still searching for some way to defeat Alduin.
He turned his mind to Kynesgrove, a settlement he was unfamiliar with, though its name gave away that it was likely somehow tied to Kynareth, or Kyne as the Nords called her. Racking his brain on what he had previously learnt about Kynareth of the nine-divines before he finally recalled her significance, her daughter’s allegedly being the ones who taught the first Nords the use of the Thu'um. Interesting he considered, since these Greybeards would likely be the ones to know – he wondered silently how much knowledge they had, and how likely they would be to share that knowledge with him.
He decided he had no questions for now, and instead waited for the point when each of the companions would introduce themselves, after all he was still keen to learn what he could about the many individuals who now filled the room. He glanced from one to the next, before he continued to scribe information into his book, making notes about everything he considered may be important.
It seemed they would be traveling to these sites in order to find out what exactly was happening there, and take a tally of those who had awoken – or so he assumed this was the reason. The ‘leaders’ of DovahFeyn seemed quite concerned with them staying together as much as possible, though this wasn’t surprising given what had happened to the Dragonborn, and Dreet-Na was more than happy to oblige.
"You'll be leaving at dawn. We'll provide you with food, potions and anything else you may need for the journey. I'd recommend you get some rest and become better acquainted with one another, unless any of you have any queries?" The senior most looking Greybeard asked as the woman left the room. As he continued to make his notes a dozen questions swam around Dreet-Na’s head, though most of them were not as important as to ask them now, but he made a mental note to ask them all later once the meeting was over. He was desperate to know more about the ‘bigger picture’, about their long-term plan and goal, though he again didn’t want to ask in front of the others in case their new ‘leaders’ were as clueless as he was about the whole thing and were still searching for some way to defeat Alduin.
He turned his mind to Kynesgrove, a settlement he was unfamiliar with, though its name gave away that it was likely somehow tied to Kynareth, or Kyne as the Nords called her. Racking his brain on what he had previously learnt about Kynareth of the nine-divines before he finally recalled her significance, her daughter’s allegedly being the ones who taught the first Nords the use of the Thu'um. Interesting he considered, since these Greybeards would likely be the ones to know – he wondered silently how much knowledge they had, and how likely they would be to share that knowledge with him.
He decided he had no questions for now, and instead waited for the point when each of the companions would introduce themselves, after all he was still keen to learn what he could about the many individuals who now filled the room. He glanced from one to the next, before he continued to scribe information into his book, making notes about everything he considered may be important.
Teres moved past Nico as he opened the back door for her, sitting and glancing around the interior of the car as he climbed into the driver’s seat. She wasn’t quite sure what to expect, but he wasted little time in starting the car before handing her a folder. A bemused look on her face she took it, she resisted the urge to make some joke at the prospect of ‘proposals’ and shady file exchanges in cars. Her smirk soon faded as she opened the file and glanced through the assortment of pictures and documents, seeing both her own and Knight’s face several times.
“As you can see, from reading those files, we know quite a bit about you, Miss. Wratherton...or do you prefer Wrath?”
She looked at him as he cocked his eyebrow, it was obviously his turn to be smug now, after all – he wasn’t kidding that they obviously knew more than quite a bit about her. She flicked through her list of past addresses, records of the numerous jobs she had attempted, known aliases, and more. Nico now thoroughly had her attention, and she listened to his every word carefully as the car pulled away and into the light traffic of the morning.
“We know of your current employment and your employer. A scary man, from the sounds of it. Knight, was it? Well, you can see from the file that we have quite a bit on him as well. Information is power, after all, and if we're gonna take away his delivery girl, we need to have some precautions at least.”
He still wasn’t kidding, she flicked through the rest of the file which seemed to have just as much information on Knight if not more. There was a record of where he lived, where his safehouses were, where his supplies came from – everything about his operation and more, again personal details about him as well. “Timothy Eugene Knight?” she read with disbelief from a copy of his birth certificate. “No fucking way…”
The shock was clear in her voice, she had thought that Knight was smart, and she knew she was even smarter. But apparently whoever Nico was working for was a freaking genius when it came to finding out what he wanted to know.
She continued to listen as Nico explained that his employer was inviting her to play some kind of game, a game involving treasures beyond her wildest dreams apparently. Normally this is where she would call bull-shit, but it was already clear with the file clasped in her hands that these guys didn’t deal in bull-shit, and so she held her tongue as he continued.
He finished by telling her that if she were to accept this offer that Knight would be taken care of and prevented from taking any action against her, something that again normally she wouldn’t have considered possible, but was now willing to believe as she again glanced through the file.
She sat in silence for a moment as they got closer to the corner where she was supposed to be exiting the car and she thought for a few moments. She already knew that she couldn’t turn this down, and even if she could, she was pretty sure already that she didn’t want to. This was exciting and interesting, she was holding a file that could probably be used to put both her and Knight in prison or worse, and all she had to do was play some game and possibly obtain treasure beyond her wildest dreams.
“Treasure beyond my wildest dreams?” she asked feigning uncertainty as she began to twirl the end of her hair with a finger, already knowing that the offer was far too tempting for her to pass up as her curiosity was now genuinely peaked. She decided that she would definitely hear his ‘employer’ out, and if it still sounded good to her then she would agree to take part in this game, whatever it was. Drumming her fingers on the file once she sighed and said “Okay Mr Regale” her tone showing that she was agreeable to his suggestion “you know how to make a girl say yes, though I should warn you that my wildest dreams involve more than just treasures.”
She gave him a lingering gaze, letting him know that he had peaked her interests as well as this offer from his employer – after all it always made sense in her mind to get closer to someone in an organisation she was considering working for, and what was the harm in having some fun at the same time.
“Take me wherever you have to take me” she said intentionally leaving her words somewhat ambiguous as she took out her phone and hit the power button. The screen faded to darkness as she made herself un-contactable before stuffing it back into her bag, along with the files, after all they’d have copies of all the information anyway and she would be interested to read through in more detail at a later time. Information is power, she thought to herself mirroring Nico’s words as she smiled and leaned back in the backseat of the car, watching to see where they were going, eager to meet the person who had managed to find out so much about her.
“As you can see, from reading those files, we know quite a bit about you, Miss. Wratherton...or do you prefer Wrath?”
She looked at him as he cocked his eyebrow, it was obviously his turn to be smug now, after all – he wasn’t kidding that they obviously knew more than quite a bit about her. She flicked through her list of past addresses, records of the numerous jobs she had attempted, known aliases, and more. Nico now thoroughly had her attention, and she listened to his every word carefully as the car pulled away and into the light traffic of the morning.
“We know of your current employment and your employer. A scary man, from the sounds of it. Knight, was it? Well, you can see from the file that we have quite a bit on him as well. Information is power, after all, and if we're gonna take away his delivery girl, we need to have some precautions at least.”
He still wasn’t kidding, she flicked through the rest of the file which seemed to have just as much information on Knight if not more. There was a record of where he lived, where his safehouses were, where his supplies came from – everything about his operation and more, again personal details about him as well. “Timothy Eugene Knight?” she read with disbelief from a copy of his birth certificate. “No fucking way…”
The shock was clear in her voice, she had thought that Knight was smart, and she knew she was even smarter. But apparently whoever Nico was working for was a freaking genius when it came to finding out what he wanted to know.
She continued to listen as Nico explained that his employer was inviting her to play some kind of game, a game involving treasures beyond her wildest dreams apparently. Normally this is where she would call bull-shit, but it was already clear with the file clasped in her hands that these guys didn’t deal in bull-shit, and so she held her tongue as he continued.
He finished by telling her that if she were to accept this offer that Knight would be taken care of and prevented from taking any action against her, something that again normally she wouldn’t have considered possible, but was now willing to believe as she again glanced through the file.
She sat in silence for a moment as they got closer to the corner where she was supposed to be exiting the car and she thought for a few moments. She already knew that she couldn’t turn this down, and even if she could, she was pretty sure already that she didn’t want to. This was exciting and interesting, she was holding a file that could probably be used to put both her and Knight in prison or worse, and all she had to do was play some game and possibly obtain treasure beyond her wildest dreams.
“Treasure beyond my wildest dreams?” she asked feigning uncertainty as she began to twirl the end of her hair with a finger, already knowing that the offer was far too tempting for her to pass up as her curiosity was now genuinely peaked. She decided that she would definitely hear his ‘employer’ out, and if it still sounded good to her then she would agree to take part in this game, whatever it was. Drumming her fingers on the file once she sighed and said “Okay Mr Regale” her tone showing that she was agreeable to his suggestion “you know how to make a girl say yes, though I should warn you that my wildest dreams involve more than just treasures.”
She gave him a lingering gaze, letting him know that he had peaked her interests as well as this offer from his employer – after all it always made sense in her mind to get closer to someone in an organisation she was considering working for, and what was the harm in having some fun at the same time.
“Take me wherever you have to take me” she said intentionally leaving her words somewhat ambiguous as she took out her phone and hit the power button. The screen faded to darkness as she made herself un-contactable before stuffing it back into her bag, along with the files, after all they’d have copies of all the information anyway and she would be interested to read through in more detail at a later time. Information is power, she thought to herself mirroring Nico’s words as she smiled and leaned back in the backseat of the car, watching to see where they were going, eager to meet the person who had managed to find out so much about her.
Fritz
He wasn’t sure quite how long he stared up into the sky, his mind occupied thinking about his predicament and what he was to do. He didn’t know why but as he gazed up into the clear night sky and searched for any familiar constellation he felt very small and obsolete. There was nothing he recognised, the sky-scape being completely different and alien that that of earth – leaving him with the assumption he could even be on a whole different planet. He knew that even if there was no quick route home the more he leant about this place and its ways the more chance he would have, even if he had to devote a large portion of his life to learning and studying then there was a chance he could unravel the secrets of how he got here.
Breaking his mind away from its deep thoughts he was suddenly reminded that it was very late and he was getting very cold.
"Come on Fritz, Ada's probably wondering where we are. It's late, and cold. Let's go back to the wagon."
Kirin sounded like she might be upset, but she didn’t seem to want to talk about it, though Fritz could guess why. He hadn’t lost anyone as close as she had, and not in such a personal and tragic way. Allowing her to help him up and guide them to the wagon he said nothing, but tried to give her a comforting smile. They were both tired and sleep came quickly once he had laid down in the warm wagon, his mind briefly wondering if it was always as warm in here as he fell into an easy dream-filled slumber.
Phrenesis
The young woman strode happily down the practically deserted streets of Jabari, signs of last night’s chaos clear on every street. Shops had been attacked and looted, there was the occasional body littering the street and smoke still rose in plumes as crows circled above the city and began to enjoy the ‘bounty’ that had been left for them.
‘Oh how Sparrot would love to be here’ she thought idly to herself, her mind turning to her long-time companion as she wondered what he would be up to at this moment. The cat from the night before followed behind her, the mangy creature’s fur looked considerably better after her time fixing its body, and somehow it was if the creature knew it. It had remained beside her bed after Phrenesis had returned to the mundane girl’s body, and so in return she had turned out the Lady Desjardins pantries and let it feast on the fish she had discovered, after all it was only going to waste otherwise. She had sat watching the cat as it ate, and as she fed herself, taking Aergar’s words about caring for her body to heart. The cat had watched her as it ate as well, and Phrenesis had wondered what it might be thinking – after all it was only Sparrot that was able to speak his mind.
As she reached the top of market street she paused at the sight that unfolded before her. In the market square there were several tent-like structures with what looked like priests of some kind tending to hurt people, and what was worse was there was both elf and fae amongst the occupants. Shaking her head and clicking her tongue in annoyance at the fact some people couldn’t seem to help working together and assisting others around them she looked around for an opportunity to once more create chaos. Spotting a wagon only a few meters away from her and the steep incline that ran from where she was stood down into the market she grinned fiendishly as it became clear what she was going to do. Spending a few minutes gathering bits of debris and whatever heavy she could she loaded them quickly into the wagon before turning it with a grunt and positioning it so it would rush down the hill and collide with the nearest tent.
Her feline companion let out a single meow as if to question what she was doing, and glancing around to make sure she would not be seen she turned back to the cat and with a wink she pushed the heavy cart and sent it hurtling down the road and towards the market square. Turning she practically skipped away with a light giggle, confident that the damage had been done she headed towards the road out of the city. It was time to return to the Nairi forest.
He wasn’t sure quite how long he stared up into the sky, his mind occupied thinking about his predicament and what he was to do. He didn’t know why but as he gazed up into the clear night sky and searched for any familiar constellation he felt very small and obsolete. There was nothing he recognised, the sky-scape being completely different and alien that that of earth – leaving him with the assumption he could even be on a whole different planet. He knew that even if there was no quick route home the more he leant about this place and its ways the more chance he would have, even if he had to devote a large portion of his life to learning and studying then there was a chance he could unravel the secrets of how he got here.
Breaking his mind away from its deep thoughts he was suddenly reminded that it was very late and he was getting very cold.
"Come on Fritz, Ada's probably wondering where we are. It's late, and cold. Let's go back to the wagon."
Kirin sounded like she might be upset, but she didn’t seem to want to talk about it, though Fritz could guess why. He hadn’t lost anyone as close as she had, and not in such a personal and tragic way. Allowing her to help him up and guide them to the wagon he said nothing, but tried to give her a comforting smile. They were both tired and sleep came quickly once he had laid down in the warm wagon, his mind briefly wondering if it was always as warm in here as he fell into an easy dream-filled slumber.
Phrenesis
The young woman strode happily down the practically deserted streets of Jabari, signs of last night’s chaos clear on every street. Shops had been attacked and looted, there was the occasional body littering the street and smoke still rose in plumes as crows circled above the city and began to enjoy the ‘bounty’ that had been left for them.
‘Oh how Sparrot would love to be here’ she thought idly to herself, her mind turning to her long-time companion as she wondered what he would be up to at this moment. The cat from the night before followed behind her, the mangy creature’s fur looked considerably better after her time fixing its body, and somehow it was if the creature knew it. It had remained beside her bed after Phrenesis had returned to the mundane girl’s body, and so in return she had turned out the Lady Desjardins pantries and let it feast on the fish she had discovered, after all it was only going to waste otherwise. She had sat watching the cat as it ate, and as she fed herself, taking Aergar’s words about caring for her body to heart. The cat had watched her as it ate as well, and Phrenesis had wondered what it might be thinking – after all it was only Sparrot that was able to speak his mind.
As she reached the top of market street she paused at the sight that unfolded before her. In the market square there were several tent-like structures with what looked like priests of some kind tending to hurt people, and what was worse was there was both elf and fae amongst the occupants. Shaking her head and clicking her tongue in annoyance at the fact some people couldn’t seem to help working together and assisting others around them she looked around for an opportunity to once more create chaos. Spotting a wagon only a few meters away from her and the steep incline that ran from where she was stood down into the market she grinned fiendishly as it became clear what she was going to do. Spending a few minutes gathering bits of debris and whatever heavy she could she loaded them quickly into the wagon before turning it with a grunt and positioning it so it would rush down the hill and collide with the nearest tent.
Her feline companion let out a single meow as if to question what she was doing, and glancing around to make sure she would not be seen she turned back to the cat and with a wink she pushed the heavy cart and sent it hurtling down the road and towards the market square. Turning she practically skipped away with a light giggle, confident that the damage had been done she headed towards the road out of the city. It was time to return to the Nairi forest.
Hey sorry guys, I’m afraid I’m very not well again at the moment. I have written bits up here and there but am pretty disoriented and lacking with things – will be trying to get the post up asap, but definitely don’t let me hold you up. When I do post it may not be the best or make much sense, but I shall endeavour to do so asap!
ManoftheNorth said
You are a wonderful GM! Don't ever sell yourself short because of how you see it, take it from us. You are great. XD
Agreed!
Good things come to those who wait, and so I am happy to do so.
Sorry guys! :s will get a post up first thing tomorrow :)
Still here lurking in the shadows :)
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