Hey anyone who reads this, I have been writing this a while, so I should be copying and pasting regularly, although the day after tomorrow I am leaving for a week and a half and will not have a computer... Hope you like it, this is completely original except for a few names that I plucked from many books because they sounded nice!
Jedemiah sat up on the border of his plush bed. His nose was telling him someone he didn't know was in his house. He switched to the Second Sight and looked; everything seemed normal, at least as normal as it could be in the house of a waerloga. After betraying the Seventh Council of Agravain he had been forced to go into hiding and could not use most of his magic, unless he wanted to be discovered. He got up and made his way to the bedside drawer of which he pulled out one of the wands he had won from a highwayman. Feeling his hairs standing on the back of his neck, he turned, looked up and screamed...
-Could you tell me again what you heard?
-There was this blood chillin' scream, and then nuthin'!
-But that's not possible, he must have gone somewhere, you are certain you didn't see anyone run about town?
-Well I didn' see nuthin' of the sort, sir.
-I believe you; I can still hear the echo left by the magic, this scream was charged with absolute terror.
-Really?
-Still, there is nothing on this world as fearless as a Chalkarha. What could have scared him like that?
-Well doesn't matter does it? He's well and dead if you ask me.
-But it does matter! This is the waerloga who betrayed the Seventh Council of Agravain, of course it matters!
-So there was a traitor!
Silas realised his slip immediately and put his hand on the man's shoulder. Petting the enchanted war hammer that hung at his belt he said to the man:
-There are two things that happen to people who know too much about the Council, they betray after which I come and kill them, or they shut up and I kill them anyway.
Saying this he had moved his hand up to the man's neck and shut off the vocal cords with a simple pressure and then proceeded to explode the man's skull with his warhammer. After which he burned the body, dispersed the ashes and uttered a powerful and fast cleaning spell. He got up, straightened his cloak, and left the large hut. His nose tingled, he smelled and was rewarded by the scent of a Chalkarha. He switched to his Second Sight and saw a slight figure taking flight with a burden in it's claws. Stepping away from the past and back into the present he allowed a small smile to show rows of sharp canines. Silas Dane head Chalkarha Hunter and First and Foremost Guardian to the Seventh Council of Agravain had the scent; after 7 years the hunt was back on.