Losian, Stories

Losian: Chp 72

I quickly outlined my request, explaining about the demons and the possibility that they were interested in taking out other races (species?) before they could be convinced to aid us. She leaned back in her seat, closing her eyes and taking a breath. “Oh my, sounds rather complicated.” She said, rocking her chair a little. “Demons… Who’d have thought…”

She told me about the few places where she had once spotted satyrs, and even a few gnomes at times. “I’m sorry I can’t be more specific my dear. Cartography wasn’t my strong suit and my memory isn’t what it used to be.” She rocked in her seat a little more. “Theses old bones couldn’t bring you out to the plains either.” She smiled at me, relaxed and serene. “Though I’m sure you have a general idea of where to look now.” I nodded.

“Thank you, lady Emma. I hope you remain in good health.” I replied, standing and giving a deep bow as I replaced my faceplate. “May I arrive in time…” I said under my breath, letting myself out silently. The child’s footsteps thundered away from the room. I guess I had a little spy. I thought with amusement, I walked to the front of the home. “Thank you for letting me in.” I said to the woman.

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Losian: Chp 71

I woke up the next day to the light of the morning seeping in through the window, and swing myself out of bed. The sooner we finish the ogre the sooner I can get to the Edratchi. I thought to myself, putting my sword and pick back on as I replaced my faceplate.

As I tug on my boots I see Teal stir, uncurling from her place on the mattress. She stands up, looking across the room at me. “I hope you feel better now.” She said, stretching herself out as she stood up. “I’ll see you outside and bring you to your destination.” She said. How’s that going to work?

I shrug, walking out of my room after her and going down the steps to the common area. It was dead at this point, all the irregulars from yesterday chased away like morning fog. Numen awaited me, exuberant and glowing at the chance for another adventure. “Sorry, I was just restless. I finally get to stretch my legs again.” She said with a grin.

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Losian: Chp 70

“Azarint.” He said with distaste. “Thought you were away for the next few days, don’t you have responsibilities to handle?” Huh, well this is new.

“I finished them early, I’d ask you what you were doing here, but I suppose you’ve made that abundantly obvious.” Azarint said wearily. “I won’t stop you. But if people are hurt because of your negligence, know that there will be consequences.” He said that with a hard stare.

“Hah, you would care wouldn’t you brother…” He said that with a word that meant a bond not of blood. More like a comrade than a blood relative. “I’m good enough, and don’t you forget that as you surround yourself with these people.” He gestured around at the tables.

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Losian: Chp 69

A map was laid out on a round table at the centre of the room, illuminated by a magical light hanging over it. Several chairs were laid out around the table, and as Numen sat in one, I followed suit. “I thought the plan was always just to have us?” I arched an eyebrow, removing my faceplate and setting it aside. Numen leaned back against the chair, her face scrunched up as she thought.

“Well, it started when someone decided to apply to us…” Numen began. Frejr and the others had decided to allow them, delegating the ever-increasing amounts of work that had begun to pile up. Torven lacked its own irregular after all, and Frejr had thought to allow the others the mobility they needed. It didn’t turn out so simple…

From what I gathered, the number of applicants had grown, in the time I’d been gone they had legitimately become a form of adventurer’s guild. They received missives from surrounding towns and passed them out to other irregulars, who would come here to find interesting jobs to take.

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Losian: Chp 68

He guided the cart into the fort, and his eyes settled on the empty centre, before moving to Lanther resting in the back. I moved up behind him, applying a choke hold as I brought him to the ground. He struggled, landing a few elbow strikes into my stomach, I held on, my armour absorbing the strikes easily. He reached up to claw at my eyes, but his arms were obstructed by mine, and slowly his struggling ceased.

[That worked a lot better than I’d expected.] Page noted, surprised.

Agreed. I thought they’d have sent someone with more experience for covert operations. I thought back, frowning as I flipped through the supplies. Weapons, mostly spears, bearing no smith’s mark or even a distinctive design, along with sets of cheap leather armour. It wouldn’t hold up to military scrutiny. But against simple merchants… It’s more than enough.

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Losian: Chp 67

He had told them what they needed about thirty minutes ago, the questioner had spent that time verifying his story and confirming things. “They were to meet in Kyne.” He explained. “The person he’s meeting will approach with a passphrase.” He continued, outlining things like the date, time, and the proper identifiers. “How will you play this?” The questioner asked, intrigued.

“We’ll go there, pose as the man and pass along the message.” I said. “Then we’ll probably split up.” I mused. “One of us could trail that messenger back to the source, while the other clears out the bandits and waits for the ‘supplies’ he mentioned in the note. Either one will probably lead us to the source.” My eyes narrowed. “I wonder if they have spies that have told them of his capture.” I gestured towards the farmer. “We might have less time than we thought…”

“Who’s we?” The questioner asked. “Are you not the only person here?” I paused for a moment, I had meant Teal, but to explain that would have been to show my hand. I shook my head.

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Losian: Chp 66

The farmers had finally been riled up by Lanther, the man I and Baen had met back when we came to Haen. Over the course of the month he had proselytized a philosophy of hatred, cultivating an us and them mentality. When Jerrin disappeared he fanned the flames, ascribing his death to the gnolls, preaching retribution.

I gritted my teeth, screwing my eyes together as I heard that. Jerrin died by my hand. I thought. I should have known what it would lead to. If I had taken him out then, would it have been better? My breath hissed through my teeth silently, and I continued to listen to the man.

“Th-there was a scout that t-to-told us to stop, tha-that we risked execution. Lan-Lanther and the others tried to kill he-her, but she got away. W-We were p-p-pushed back by the gnoll sham-man. The winds k-kept us from coming close, he, he told us to back away, that we d-didn’t need to fight. Then Lanther broke out his own m-magic.” The man stammered out. “He burned down the g-gate, smashed past the shaman’s wind and ice…” He quietened.

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Losian: Chp 65

The dragon had asked me to help keep their secrets. I had agreed, there was no reason to go out of my way to antagonize the dragons, and I had already agreed to keep the wisp’s secrets quiet. Teal had transformed once we were a distance from the city, and I clambered onto its back.

“Are you a he or a she?” I’d asked just before we took off, settling onto their back, my armour attaching itself to its scales. It had craned its head to look at me, and cocked it for a moment, before giving me a shrug. I smirked under my helm, and it took to the skies.

The chill air was countered by the warmth of the dragon itself. I had a niggling suspicion that it was for my benefit. Even so, the wind whipped at my armour, and sometimes I couldn’t breath as the air valves were forced shut.

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Losian: Chp 64

The woman from the cove stood before me, dressed in the same dress that she’d worn when I’d seen her. I blinked, Delving to confirm her identity. … How? I thought, my mind still in shock from the revelation. How the hell does that work?! I thought, exasperated.

[Another form of magic?] Page replied, I could almost hear the gears whirring as it said that.

She spoke. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” She said with a giggle and a grin. I arched an eyebrow. “I apologize, but it would not have been prudent to reveal myself earlier.” She curtsied. “You can call me Teal. It is a pleasure to be in your service Seraph.”

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Losian: Chp 63

I went to get my weapons checked at the local blacksmith, knowing that the history lesson was likely to take quite a while. The blacksmith looked my sword over, grimacing a little. “This is a little banged up. Nothing I can’t fix, but what did you do to it?”

“Cave in.” I said with a shrug. “Didn’t have a chance to get it checked, no swordsmiths over where I needed to go.” I explained with an apologetic shrug. “Mind fixing her up? I really like the balance of it. Though I have to say I’m not too sure how often I’ll get to use it.”

He gladly took it off my hands once I’d paid the fee, I could see him rubbing it as I left, eager to begin working to make it right again. I pushed the door open and stepped out, wondering what I’d do for the next few hours. I decided to buy a potion and some supplies, then check back in with Jeff.

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