~ Chapter 4 ~
As Reaver entered his mansion in Millfields he looked around the empty hall. His servant Barry Hatch was no there waiting for him and he knew why, the white
balverine.
Reaver shook his head not wanting to admit to himself that he missed Barry but the fact was he did miss him. He missed having someone there to vent to and he
missed having that one person to wake him from his constant nightmares. Hardening his face Reaver entered his office and poured himself a glass of whiskey before
sitting at his desk.
The whiskey was bland and tasteless as Reaver drank it back. Looking at his portrait hanging on the wall in front of him he whispered "I guess it's time to move on
again, maybe I'll go back to Bloodstone". Placing the empty whiskey glass on the desk the room became engulfed in a brilliant white light and Theresa the Blind Seer
appeared before him.
Theresa looked at the Hero of Skill and said "I see the years have been kind to you thief but a new hero has been born to the king of Albion and in fifteen years you
will be needed to train her in the art marksmanship".
Reaver threw back his head and laughed before saying "are you demented by that spire Theresa. Sparrow may have done everything you told her to do but I'm not
like that".
Theresa stared at the Hero of Skill until he had stopped laughing before asking "tell me Reaver if Sparrow were alive would you have trained this new hero?"
Reaver glared at the Seer and pouring himself another glass of whiskey he snapped "stop talking nonsense Seer, Sparrow's gone, I was there when she died". Feeling
a feeling of sadness touch his heart Reaver pushed it away and drank his second glass of whiskey.
Smiling slightly Theresa looked at the thief and said "It's easy to see how much you loved her and how she loved you, if you train this new hero I'm sure you will be
rewarded".
Reaver tapped his fingers against his desk thoughtfully before asking "and tell me Theresa what reward will I receive if I train this new hero?"
Theresa's eyes glowed with knowledge as she replied "a small measure of peace perhaps for destroying Oakvale or maybe you'll get a chance at seeing the beauty
you and Sparrow created".
Reaver was quiet as he looked away from Theresa. Clearing his throat he said "fine I will return from Bloodstone in fifteen years to train this new hero as long as you
keep your word that King Alexander will be informed of this arrangement".
"The king of Albion will be informed of this when the time is right. Do not go back on your word Hero of Skill for the faiths have chosen you as her teacher and guide"
said Theresa as she disappeared from sight.
Once Theresa was gone Reaver smirked as he left his house locked climbed into his carriage to be taken to Bowerstone to make preparations for his departure for
Bloodstone.