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Harrowing discordant notes birthed caution in the young man as he rose to his feet. Halul paced a few steps so as to assess himself. Satisfied, his attention returned to the present company. He was a stranger to these lands and people and knew very little of the ways of things. Survival is the...

Having been returned to his seat, Halul slumped over the table, and upon receiving the dark elf's touch, his eyes burst open and cast a faint pool of blue over the table just under his face. The young man sharply straightened himself and took in the present company. A familiar tingle fired...

Entirely ignored by those in command of their wits, Halul remained comfortably asleep. Perhaps he appeared so at peace that the present company thought it inappropriate to rouse him from his slumber. Such wasn't the case, as a slight shift caused his head to tilt too far to one side. Would Halul...

Youthful and a stranger to Thakath, Halul sat motionless in his seat, arms folded across his midriff and his head titled to one side as he slept. The Vizier's entrance did not cause him to stir, nor did his ringing footfalls. Thus the young man snoozed.

Uvogin nodded along, not looking at her but still paying close attention as she spoke. “And,” he met her gaze, “do you think you are alike?” He did not know Gerra’s past, and it seemed what he knew of Nym’s only scratched the surface of the complex, young woman. Who was he to say they were or...

She needn't tell the Immortal twice, and he fell over her with the grace of a leaf in the wind. The warmth of their bodies melted and formed into a single thing. The ruthless cold of night, the relentless assassins on their heels- they meant nothing now. Uvogin's taut muscles contracted and...

Her story saddened him. Angered him. For all of her hardships, Kailyn was here, alive and well. That made him happy. "Happy?" Images of his... friends, if you could call them that, flashed in his mind. Medja. Nymeasha. Gerra. He Captained the Immortals, Gerra's personal guard, and the Empire's...

"People like us don't need to maintain appearances," Uvogin rubbed his eyes and wearily smiled at Nymeasha, "but you should try to have fun." He shook his head at her question, "No, I'm here for... well... I'm not quite sure." Uvogin swirled his wine and thought of drinking from the glass...

"I can't say I enjoyed them, but I found myself in them." Silence hung between them. "I do miss it." The Captain couldn't quite understand how it was for Nymeasha, to have somebody like her father over her. Or, perhaps he could. One could point out the differences between them all they liked...

"I was born a slave of Cerak. One of hundreds. Maybe even thousands. When I survived the Pits, I was bought by a Kaliti warlord. Never stayed in one place too long. One of my former masters was a nobleman from Ragash. Lived there a year before I found freedom." Following that were his days as a...

Uvogin, late to answer the summons, silently treaded through the gathering of nobles, priests, viziers, and soldiers. As he crossed the room, he listened to the interaction between Gerra and the Immortals, then Gerra and Archlector Snaaib, and finally Gerra and Medja. The crowd whispered among...

"At least as a mercenary, I had a cot. Eventually, my own tent. As a slave, I had nothing." Perhaps if others lived in his shoes, slavery would have broken them. To be thrown on the front lines of battle, facing certain death, any normal man would have shattered. It only hardened Uvogin. Scraps...

"A few runes," He wryly smiled, "other little spells. Though, under Medja's tutelage, you'll pass me up in no time." He moved across the camp and sat next to Nymeasha. "But, I only have a working knowledge for it, and even then only make practical use of it." He dismissed the topic with a...

"Even the tightest lips can be pried open," Uvogin darkly mused, still facing the sunset. The Captain stood there, hands on his hips, thinking. If he was a beastfolk, then he wouldn't be hard to find. And if he was as close as Nimra, then he shouldn't be expecting the pair to come after him. A...