by SalsaDoom » Sat Jun 21, 2003 4:25 pm
Aerithya had been gone for some days now. He was seated at his desk, writing a report to his superior when he put down his pen and tapped his fingers on the desk. He looked around his office, the feeling of dissatisfaction crept over him again. he sighed, then looked at the velvet case he kept his rapier in. "Biscuits." he swore quietly to himself under his breath.
He got up and opened the case, pulled out the rapier. It was a fine weapon, the blade was 7/8's of an inch thick, 50 inches long, and a glossy jet black. The grip was covered with a beautiful gilded basket hilt, fashioned to look like vines had grown around the handle to protect the owners hand. He flicked the blade with his index finger, and a sweet note came out, like that from a tuning fork. "Very well." he said to himself, took his baldric off his coat rack and swung it around his shouder, sheathed the sword, picked up his helmet off his bookshelf and put it on his head, securing it under his chin. He strode out of his office, out of 3P's Administration building, out of the Trading Post, and into the wilderness that surrounded it.
He walked until he reached the Tavern. Then turned to face where the Rememdium Edificium lay some distance away. He walked, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious. He stopped and looked at a tree. "Have you seen who I am looking for?" he asked, casting a small spell. Nothing. He continued, then asked another tree. Nothing. "Where the devil is she." he muttered to himself in frustration. He turned on his heel to return home, but noticed a tree, a little larger then the rest. It was a distance off the direct path between destinations, but he walked up to it anyway. It was old, gnarled and its leaves slightly dull appearing. "I say, old one, have you seen who I am looking for?". An image, a flash of something. Dark robed figures, walking. He couldn't see if they had anyone with them or not, then another flash, this one not an image but a direction. South, past the river. He frowned, "Thank you." he said quietly to the tree, and touched it with his hand, casting another spell. The tree visibly strengthened, and its leaves brightened. He smiled, then turned and walked south a few steps.
He saw more than one figure. He was a master with his rapier, but chances are that if the group and intended to kill Aerithya, she would already be dead. Why risk exploring south himself, he could be slain in the attempt and Aerithya never found. He didn't dare risk Company troopers on such a personal mission. The guard? He shook his head, they didn't have time to go traipsing off with every fellow who claimed to speak with threes. He thought back to a few nights ago, when he last saw Aerithya. One of her friends, then. Dhugal or Tyralor. Likely they were searching for her anyway. He set off back to Myrken Wood, in search of either one of, or both of the pair. This was no time to be a glory hound, after all.