Disclaimer: All of the things that came from Tamora Pierce's books belong to her not me.
Character List
Reinnan Trebelle
Age: 19
Merchant Father, from Corus and Port Royal
Description: Long wavy dark brown and auburn colored hair. Gold colored eyes. Tall
Skills: Knife Fighter, Archer, among other things
Rusell
Age: 20
From the country of Racantka (south east of Tortall)
Description: Straight dark blonde hair with red and black streaks. Dark brown eyes. Pierced earlobes, and one cartilage piercing on her upper right ear.
She was involved in the Recantka rebellion, and is a ringleader of the Senallii Rebel group, and was forced to flee Racantka after the failure of their rebellion
Skills/ Abilities: Illusionist has the magical power to create illusions. Raal fighter, a Raal is a long, thin, flexible, blade made of liquid silver, and only the Royal Recantka Armourers know how to make the liquid silver.
Saamentha of Julna
Known as Sammy
Age: 16.5
From very northern Tortall/ Noble
Description: Blonde, strait hair, separated into two bunches, and aqua colored eyes.
She ran away from her family, after they tried to force her to go to Court, declared that her family was too boring, and then ran away.
Skills: Horseback Riding
Leeh Naigh
Age: 18
Copper Islander- Half Lurain, Half Raka Lurain are the people, originally from Tortall, who settled on the Copper Isles, and the Raka are the natives
Not much is known about her background, since she moved to Tortall as a child with her God Mother.
Mage
Description: Curly black hair that reaches her shoulders, Hazel eyes and light skin
Lana of Rihenonn
Age:22
Eastern Tortall/ Noble/ Healer
Description: Reddish blond hair that reached a little longer than shoulder length, a mixture of straight and wavy hair.
Author's note: Okay, during the story, I've changed the timing.. But basically George in 19 years old and Alanna is off somewhere else, and is not in the story... Ever, but Daine and Numair are.
Introduction: At the Dancing Dove
A tall dark haired girl, wearing dark denim pants, and a red tunic under a black velvet cloak, walked silently into the Dancing Dove Inn, and was unnoticed, except for a brief glance from a young stranger sitting off in a corner. Once inside, Reinnan, the daughter of the much renounced merchant Mikael Trebelle, began looking for her friend, whom she had not seen in several years. Meanwhile, Rusell sat solemnly at a small square table in the Dove's bar staring intently at her glass of ale, thinking to herself, and muttering slightly aloud.
"I wonder... If I glare at it long enough, can I make it freeze? NOO better yet, will it explode? Yes explode! Bloody! Doesn't anything work, first the rebellion and now the stupid ale won't explode…"
Rusell was dressed entirely in black except for the peacock embroidered on the left side of her cloak; the peacock was the secret symbol of the Senallii. Suddenly, Rusell felt a warm hand on her shoulder, and prepared to throw whoever had touched her across the room. But, as Rusell reached out to grab her victim, Reinnan stepped smoothly to the side, under a light where her face was suddenly illuminated.
"Rus, you've never been able to throw me, it would be so much easier if you would stop trying to." Reinnan remarked. Smiling, she wondered if Rusell, her childhood friend would remember her from when she and her father had traveled to Recantka and spent two years there.
"But you'll have to remember, Reinnan, that was back when I was still in training, things could be different now!" Rusell, smiled slowly as she recognized her friend, and wondered how on earth Reinnan had found her. Rusell had been under the impression that no one knew she was in Tortall. But then again, Reinnan had always known everything. The two friends hugged, and Reinnan sat down in the chair opposite Rusell.
"How the hell'd you find me?" Exclaimed Rusell, while she mentally retraced her journey to Tortall, and tried to remember if she had done anything to reveal her identity. Then, as if she could read Rusell's mind, Reinnan responded, grinning wickedly,
"No, you didn't do anything wrong…I just have my sources. And anyways, I need your help with something"
A few tables over, a man sat in the corner observing the crowd, undisturbed except for an occasional word spoken to him by the bartender. George Cooper was the nineteen year old King of the Rogue, the king of thieves, the ruler of an underground society, and was calmly observing two young women, who looked around his age, both were wearing black cloaks, he was paying specific attention to the taller one, her name apparently was Reinnan. Something had drawn her to his attention, but he couldn't tell what. George had the sight, a magical ability that enabled him to see physical things in great detail, as well as see lies and simple illusions. When he looked at Reinnan, something was blocking his sight, protecting her, but it wasn't the gift, or the sight, it was something else that had almost a flame-like quality. What ever it was, both of them, Reinnan, and her friend were fascinating. Earlier that evening, the friend, whose name was something along the lines of Russell, had been muttering to her ale about an exploding ale rebellion. As it grew later, the Dancing Dove grew steadily more crowded, and George, deciding he needed some air, walked out the back door, into the square next to the Dove's stables. As he was walking, he thought out loud,
"Those girls were intriguing, strange, very strange, well at least the Rus one was, but interesting all the same." Because he was walking with his head down, and was so immersed in thought, George almost walked into a very tall man, with salt and pepper hair, wearing a sarong.
"I'm glad you think so." pronounced the man in the sarong
George began to mutter something along the lines of who are you, and what are you talking about, but the other man cut him off,
"I see you don't know who I am, I am Kyprioth, the Trickster god of the Copper Isles. Those two girls you were talking to yourself about," Kyprioth looked around to confirm that George had indeed been talking to himself,
"Well, their names are Reinnan and Rusell. Rusell is under my protection, and Reinnan, well Reinnan is a special circumstance, and has extreme value to my well being, so seeing as you yourself are a fellow trickster, the King of Thieves, a position that I helped you reach by the way, I concluded yesterday that you from now on are under my mark, and my protection. I have a something for you to accomplish." Kyprioth obviously had more to say, but it was George's turn to cut him off,
"Wait, so I'm guessing I have no say in this, seeing as you are a … "god"… Let me get this straight, you just Decided to come along and make me your servant, and now I had to do this "task" you have for me…great…" George stopped talking, realizing if he got Kyprioth mad, he might turn him into a cabbage or something.
"Exactly, now here's what I need you to do. Help Reinnan to accomplish her task, which I unfortunately had to give to her indirectly, being as her mother would kill me if she found out I was talking to her daughter. That's an entirely different story however. But to make a long story short, if Reinnan doesn't finish her task, I'm dead, and I loose would loose a bet, something I never do. Oh and also, I wouldn't think about telling anyone of this conversation, unless I'm present, and they can see me, because most likely everyone will think you are insane, or that you have the brains of a cabbage." With that as his last word, Kyprioth vanished leaving George alone and speechless.
George wasn't speechless because he had just talked to a god and is now going to have to complete this "task", but because Kyprioth had been able to sense George's fear that Kyprioth might turn him into a cabbage, George had never liked cabbage. After standing in the same position for several minutes, he heard someone walking out of the Inn's back door and into the square. Ducking behind a bush, he recognized the two black cloaks, one was velvet, and decided that if he was going to have to help these two, he might as well introduce himself.
A/N: that was Really short, I know, but I just wanted to get something uploaded… I'm working on writing the story..