Fair enough. I'll have Sabine wait, I reckon.
I need to do some chores, though, so I'll be offline for a couple of hours.
I need to do some chores, though, so I'll be offline for a couple of hours.
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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
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I'm tempted to have Sabine travel over to High Rock to try and find them as soon as she can. Would that be doable or are they too far out in the wilderness?
Sabine could not see Do'rhajul's face. She answered with a sudden passion. "I can ask it because you are not a monster, Ri'vashi!"
For a moment, Sabine stopped to keep the tears in her eyes. She looked momentarily surprised at how loudly she spoke. Nevertheless, she continued. "But I am afraid you will become one if I leave Rhajul to you. I am sorry. I cannot bring them back. Rhajul cannot take back what he did." Sabine bared her teeth. "But he lost all the things you did, Ri'vashi. He lost everyone he loved and everything he built. And what he did to try and get them back was out of the same rage that you are feeling. So I want it all to stop. No more killing because of the pain. That is how I can ask this of you, Ri'vashi. I do not want you to become him."
Sabine let the words sink in. Her attempt to keep her anger and sadness hidden failed on her face, as hard as she tried.
For a moment, Sabine stopped to keep the tears in her eyes. She looked momentarily surprised at how loudly she spoke. Nevertheless, she continued. "But I am afraid you will become one if I leave Rhajul to you. I am sorry. I cannot bring them back. Rhajul cannot take back what he did." Sabine bared her teeth. "But he lost all the things you did, Ri'vashi. He lost everyone he loved and everything he built. And what he did to try and get them back was out of the same rage that you are feeling. So I want it all to stop. No more killing because of the pain. That is how I can ask this of you, Ri'vashi. I do not want you to become him."
Sabine let the words sink in. Her attempt to keep her anger and sadness hidden failed on her face, as hard as she tried.
Sabine tensed up again. "No! I will not let..." She caught herself. "You can have their weapons if you want. But I need to keep them with me. This is not what you think it is. Please." Sabine lowered her eyes as some emotion welled up. "Some things...happened. I just want to see Meesei. Please tell me where she is."
There was at least some relief in Sabine when Ri'vashi was no longer pointing a sword at her. Still, she found herself hesitating to answer. Desperate, her eyes went to the axe over her shoulder. She gently lowered its head to the floor to display it.
"I...had to get the axe." Sabine knew that it did not make much more sense with just that. "This is it. This is the Rueful Axe. Rhajul and Yerig helped me obtain it." That was not good enough either. "They saved my life, Ri'vashi."
"I...had to get the axe." Sabine knew that it did not make much more sense with just that. "This is it. This is the Rueful Axe. Rhajul and Yerig helped me obtain it." That was not good enough either. "They saved my life, Ri'vashi."
Sabine gasped in fright at the sight of Ri'vashi. Her ears burned, recognising exactly why Ri'vashi was before them. Sabine place a hand on Do'rhajul's arm to step in between him and Ri'vashi, keeping her fearful eyes fixed on the sword now pointing at her.
"Ri'vashi," Sabine said, her voice shivering. "Put away your sword. Rhajul is under my protection."
Any small movement from Ri'vashi made Sabine's hand twitch. She did not think she could convince Ri'vashi to back down so easily. At the same time, Ri'vashi was a friend to the pack. They had known one another for a long time. Sabine dreaded the thought of using magic against her. But she was prepared to.
"Ri'vashi," Sabine said, her voice shivering. "Put away your sword. Rhajul is under my protection."
Any small movement from Ri'vashi made Sabine's hand twitch. She did not think she could convince Ri'vashi to back down so easily. At the same time, Ri'vashi was a friend to the pack. They had known one another for a long time. Sabine dreaded the thought of using magic against her. But she was prepared to.
Sabine's nervousness built up as she approached Meesei's quarters. She was not sure what she would say when she saw her. The relative quiet of the pack's quarters was concerning, however. And Meesei's room more so. Sabine stood stunned with her mouth ajar.
"No," Sabine answered Yerig gently. She shook her head as her face tensed up. "She would not act like this."
Rushing out into the hallway, Sabine called out. "Meesei?"
There was no response. "Meesei?" She tried again. After a moment, she strode to another room. "Fendros? Ahnasha?" And another. "Lorag? Kaleeth?" They were all empty. "Janius?"
Sabine swallowed down her panic. After a pause, she called out again. "Rhazii? Kaj-Julan!?" Her voice lowered. "Where are they?"
Without an immediate response, Sabine hung her head. "We should go to the council chambers. There might be someone there that knows." She started walking again. "Come with me."
"No," Sabine answered Yerig gently. She shook her head as her face tensed up. "She would not act like this."
Rushing out into the hallway, Sabine called out. "Meesei?"
There was no response. "Meesei?" She tried again. After a moment, she strode to another room. "Fendros? Ahnasha?" And another. "Lorag? Kaleeth?" They were all empty. "Janius?"
Sabine swallowed down her panic. After a pause, she called out again. "Rhazii? Kaj-Julan!?" Her voice lowered. "Where are they?"
Without an immediate response, Sabine hung her head. "We should go to the council chambers. There might be someone there that knows." She started walking again. "Come with me."
In better circumstances, Sabine might have been amused at her companions' reactions. However, after having just wiped her lips of the last of her stomach's contents and holding powerful artefact in each hand, she left little time for Do'rhajul and Yerig to take in her home.
"Follow," Sabine said. She hefted the axe over one shoulder and walked almost impatiently towards Meesei's quarters. She kept a close eye on any onlookers who looked too curious.
It did not cross Sabine's mind that Meesei was probably out searching for her. She was concentrating more on what to do about guards that tried to stop them.
"Follow," Sabine said. She hefted the axe over one shoulder and walked almost impatiently towards Meesei's quarters. She kept a close eye on any onlookers who looked too curious.
It did not cross Sabine's mind that Meesei was probably out searching for her. She was concentrating more on what to do about guards that tried to stop them.
Sabine frowned and carefully took the axe in her free hand. She let its heavy head rest on the ground at her feet. As for Yerig, she was quick. "I think my pack will believe you. I will not let them hurt or imprison you if anyone does not believe you. Either of you." Sabine lifted her eyes to Do'rhajul to convey her point.
After a deep breath, Sabine took a step to the side. "Stay close to me. Keep your palms visible. Please let me talk to everyone."
Sabine pointed the Staff of Magnus to an empty spot behind her. Without betraying any effort, a vast flow of magicka coalesced into a rapidly growing ovular lens. The warped light behind it swirled from a purple noise of nothing into a dark space above a stone floor. Sabine nodded for each Do'rhajul and Yerig to step through into the main square of the Silent City, before she quickly stepped through to follow them.
After a deep breath, Sabine took a step to the side. "Stay close to me. Keep your palms visible. Please let me talk to everyone."
Sabine pointed the Staff of Magnus to an empty spot behind her. Without betraying any effort, a vast flow of magicka coalesced into a rapidly growing ovular lens. The warped light behind it swirled from a purple noise of nothing into a dark space above a stone floor. Sabine nodded for each Do'rhajul and Yerig to step through into the main square of the Silent City, before she quickly stepped through to follow them.
@Antarctic Termite I gotta say, I loved that picture you included. It really solidified what I had in my mind with the appearance of those two.
I wonder what kind of existential angst this new hybrid shall suffer?
I wonder what kind of existential angst this new hybrid shall suffer?
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