Losian, Stories

Losian: Chp 106

I sat up, bolt upright. Now? I thought. Why? I stood up, careful not to wake the others. For a moment Numen stirred, shifting a little before turning away. I stepped out of the tent, shaking my head to clear it. Page was right, the portal was open, I could feel the faint pull at the edge of my mind, pulling me away from the warzone.

I stared at the horizon, rubbing at my wrists. Now… it had to happen now… I thought to myself. Most of the army was still asleep, though the walls were still fully manned. I began to pace, idly wondering if the demon army needed to sleep. Though if they didn’t this war would probably have been over already.

[With the portal open, we can leave now.] Page said. [Why are you hesitating?] It asked. Its voice shocked me, not least because of what it had suggested. You want me to just… abandon them? [They do not need you to hold the line. From what we have seen the behemoths they talk about have yet to displace the army.]

Continue reading

Losian, Stories

Losian: Chp 105

We landed beside a group of blue tents set up behind the front. The soldiers paid us little heed, used to the dragons travelling to and fro. In fact one of the dragons was there now, a majestic looking golden dragon which seemed to have a ‘beard’ of scales. “Child.” It said warmly in their tongue, nodding to Teal. It looked happy at that, moving forward for a quick nuzzle after we’d dismounted.

“This is Karacun.” Teal said to us. “My mentor, they have been the one organizing our attacks. Also the best warrior I’ve known.” She said, she turned to Karacun and began to speak in her own tongue. “I am bringing the Seraph to see their leaders.” It said, to which the golden dragon looked down at the group, cocking its head curiously. I nodded, taking a simple bow.

“You can understand me then?” The dragon spoke, a low rumble that echoed in my chest. I nodded, gesturing over to Teal. “I see… The land before us is far more dangerous than it used to be, exercise caution.” It dipped its head at me, before turning back to the rest of its brethren. I looked over to Teal, inclining my head towards the blue tents.

Continue reading

Losian, Stories

Losian: Chp 104

We sat at the table of the second floor, a mug of mead at the table for each of us. Frejr across from me while Qent sipped at his drink beside her. “Gaven passed away two week ago.” Frejr said, leaning forward onto the table. She looked tired, world-weary.

I bowed my head. Her response involuntarily reminded of my family. Somewhere out there they had to know I’d disappeared, that I was most likely dead, I would never have run away from home. Somewhere out there they mourned me… and it was for that that I had to return home.

“He left a message for you specifically for a particular situation.” Qent said. He grimaced. “Only a few of the irregulars know this, but something came through the portal a few days ago. Something that we believe will require you to come to the front.”

Continue reading

Losian, Stories

Losian: Chp 103

“Ugh…” I groaned, pulling a few shards from my stomach. “Why the heck was this one still active? Damn things should stick to their schedules.” I grumbled to myself, tossing aside the shards and sealing the punctured sections of my armour. The ice had managed to puncture what I’d made to be practically steel, the rest of my armour was just scored, and that was easy enough to fix.

I was otherwise unharmed, which was nice, Numen looked uninjured, though she patted herself down all the same. “No idea. Just bad luck.” She said with a shrug. “Some slimes are just… good for the winter. At least they’re still easy to deal with.” She said, walking over to the slime.

“What was that arrow?” I asked, following her. “Never seen you use it before. Though I assume it delivered the poison to the slime somehow.” She stepped carefully through the slime, making slow, low movements. Eventually she picked out the arrow, and began moving back out of it.

Continue reading

Losian, Stories

Losian: Chp 102

I turn to see Numen, her armour a little darkened at the edge. “I thought you went scouting.” I said. “It looks more like you had a close encounter.” I arched an eyebrow. “Though you look less rattled than I’d have expected.” When I’d been with Maria and Qen I couldn’t imagine them shrugging off the effects long enough to only be lightly scorched…

“It gets easier…” She said with a grimace. “I was a lot more cautious the first few times.” I folded my arms, leaning back to stare at her incredulously. “… What?” She asked, looking at me confused. I made a gesture with my arm.

“Who was it that was on my case about taking dangerous jobs alone?” I asked, arching an unseen eyebrow. She frowned. “Pot meet kettle I know.” I said sarcastically. “But still, why lecture me about it if you’re willing to do it yourself?” I said, unfolding my arms and giving a shrug.

Continue reading

Losian, Stories

Losian: Chp 101

It was the next day when Cale came to find me. I’d been waiting for him for a while, ready to leave if afternoon passed without sight of him. “What happened to you yesterday?” Cale asked. “You  never returned, and I feared the worst, especially with that incapacitating surge… I was bedridden for the day, same as almost everyone in the city.”

“… About that.” I said, shouldering my pack from the bed. “I was part of the reason why that occurred.” I admitted. “The details are complicated, but ultimately all it means is that I’ve probably pissed someone off… I need to leave the city as soon as possible. I really can’t guarantee my own safety otherwise. You don’t need me for anything else do you?” I asked, hopeful.

“No. I don’t believe so, do they know your identity?” He asked. “If so, that could prove troublesome… Not that they would treat the irregulars any differently, just with you they might be a lot more lethal.” He said, rubbing the back of his neck. “I assume you would prefer if no one else was informed of this? I still have things I need to do here. It would seem all of them need minders…” He said, chuckling darkly.

Continue reading

Losian, Stories

Losian: Chp 100

He clutched at my wrist for a moment, his expression stern, before letting out a breath. “Don’t go too far.” He said. “If anything happens, we will need you here.” I nodded. No promises though. I thought to myself internally, feeling the slightest hint of guilt for Cale. He’ll make it if anything happens… I thought to myself, eyeing the other guards in the room. I’m sure…

Following her is difficult, the corridors wind and twist almost nonsensically, she seems to hide from me as I go, winding deeper and deeper into the complex. The centre of this place lights up as I Delve, so bright I can’t believe I’d never seen it while Delving in the city itself. It’s seeped straight into the walls of this place, the very foundation… I thought to myself, mystified.

Blinding as it was, it showed me the layout of the building, letting me take shortcuts to move ever closer. The further she moved in the less she seemed to notice me, barely reacting unless there was only a single wall between us. We soon reached what looked like an atrium, nested into the centre of the building. All the runes tied into this one, all perfectly, precisely placed.

Continue reading

Losian, Stories

Losian: Chp 99

Sleeping that night had me in a room, Page having pulled me into a subconscious… pocket? From what I could tell it didn’t substitute sleep, more a form of lucid dreaming, certainly helped with interpreting the pages though, as I flipped through them, considering the sheer amount of data.

Fonxe had been meticulous when it came to records, it covered the expenses he had paid, the goods, the quality, the destination, even a total summary at the end of each moon. It did hint to several other buildings, implicating associates, but I suppose the only people who would know who the buildings belonged to would be Oroen, if anyone.

A light clop caught my attention. The sound of boots stepping onto a wooden floor. I woke, but kept my eyes closed, extending Sense. Someone had entered the room through the window, and was walking towards my pack. I took a moment to take stock of where my weapons were, my sword still lay against the bed, propped up, while my pick lay on the desk.

Continue reading

Losian, Stories

Losian: Chp 98

The estate itself put into our world’s context would be small. Nothing like the sprawl of green and brown further than the eye could see. Even so, it took up a major portion of the city, enough to make up perhaps a twentieth of the land. Studying it was a risk in and of itself, I couldn’t just pretend to be a gawker and wander into the grounds. The only way was to either case it by night, infiltrate their staff, or get someone else to provide details.

The latter two were an immediate bust, Oroen hadn’t managed to get a single one of them to turn ever, and they were close-knit enough that if I pretended to be one of them I would be noticed in short order. That left me with a night observation…

I hid in one of the trees, watching as the guards passed. I had to switch often between Delving and not, one let me see the guards, but not very well or very far, nor could I see the buildings and their structure. The other let me see further, but with what little moonlight was about it was difficult to discern much anyway. I slid down the tree after the last guard passed, doing my best to creep through the shadows of the grass and clouds.

Continue reading

Losian, Stories

Losian: Chp 97

The man seemed to look around and frown sadly, his shoulders slumping down, words formed, rapid fire, in a language I couldn’t even begin to understand. Then they disappeared, leaving me with water that now misted like dew onto the ground. What was that? I wondered, staring at the device. That… probably wasn’t it’s intended purpose, just that image… It must be something more, something must’ve been wrong…

[I’m still not entirely sure what exactly occurred.] Page said. [How did it perform all of that?] It wondered, seeming to frown at the device itself.

We know how… I thought back. Fire to heat the air into steam, water to move the steam where they want it. Probably fire again to create light, but how did they control it with that kind of precision, it looked very convincing… I cupped my chin. That kind of magic was as far as I knew out of reach for every single nation out here… At least, at the time…

Continue reading