The rays of the sun set heavily upon her back as Wolfia and Servitium flew towards a hill overlooking the bright sea. Her twin blades curved gracefully on her hips as she sat astride the mighty black dragon. Each one had cut down numerous lives in there short span of existence but her mind was still her true weapon. Her master had drilled her more on the mind than on her body and it was a powerful weapon now. Her partner was growing tired from their flight though. They landed and her friend quickly fell asleep while she built a modest campsite and sat awake thinking over what her life would be like as a Rider. She didn't regret Servitium hatching for her but she didn't want to spend her life helping fools who wouldn't help themselves. She was highly annoyed with her so called teacher. He had sent her into these blasted mountains a week ago. For a bloody ring. She hated these mountains with a burning passion. They had been messing with her mind turning what she saw into horrors. Wolfia shot onto her feet with her twin sabers ready as she heard a rustling noise. Out of the shadows at the edge of her campsite emerged two giant spiders. They were the bigger than a full grown horse and were looking at her like a nice dinner. Wolfia sent a quick thought to Servitium but her dragons mind was sealed off. Realizing she was on her own Wolfia drew her self up and prepared to fight for her life when she heard a annoying friend of hers pipe up behind her. "Well you seem to be in quite a predicament aren't you gorgeous? Why don't you squat a bit more? It might help you fight better and not at all let me get a better view of your ass,"said John cackling at her position. Shrugging off her pack, Wolfia smiled when it fell down in a heap and she heard John start cursing. Then with a ear splitting shrieking sound the first spider jumped at her. Rolling, she cursed as the second spider used that time to jump her. As it descended she thrusted her solid black blade up into the beasts hairy gut. Grunting she pushed the massive spider off before the first one slammed into her back. Her wards, meager although they were, saved her life. It wouldn't happen a second time though. Wolfia pushed herself to her feet as the creature prepared to launch itself a second time. The half elf thrusted her mind at the beasts only to be sent reeling by what she found. A massive shriek echoed in her head as grotesque images of dying children and other victims of the creatures appetite played through her already scarred mind. She slid to a knee with a hand on her head as she attempted to fight off the images assailing her mind. Since she was on her knees she was unprepared to meet the spiders next charge. It rushed forward and before she could react it sank it's teeth deep into her shoulder. Wolfias screamed finally pierced Servitiums enchanted sleep which was evident by the fierce roar that echoed from the dragons maw just before she unleashed her fury upon the spider. Wolfia processed all of this as she laid there on the ground assaulted by the images of the spiders victims and by the fire raging in her veins. She sensed her friend touch her mind before relief flooded her body.
Time Skip 1 week.
Wolfia stood upon a ridge looking down upon the ruins of a ship. At her side was her black saber as the white blade which was named Light was in her hand. It had be three days since she watched Servitium die at the hands of a slaver. Three days since her mind shattered. That was the night a chorus of screams had filled the air. It was a song of agony and pain unlike any heard before it. The black robe Wolfia wore was ripped to shreds with the hood drawn low over her head while the leather tunic and leggings were also torn up. The only thing that drove her on was the thought of taking the ring that had cost Servitium her life and shoving it down that bloody Rider Jorgans throat. Her body was scared and covered in blood and mud. She walked ever onwards deeper and deeper into the mountains looking for the Riders ring. Wolfia began climbing down from the jagged ridge and headed towards the abandoned ship. The river curved here and continued back up towards the east but this ship was old. As she approached it she could see the signs that someone had been here recently though. There was a fire ring assembled and a pool of blood next to a makeshift bed. Stepping inside Wolfia extended her mind as far as she could searching for any life in the area while trying to ignore the multitude of voices arguing inside her head. A flash caught the half elf's eye and she turned to see Vraels pendent laying next to a broken dagger. She crouched low and approached the corner only to find a message written with magic on the wall. It read "I don't know if anyone will find this but if they do I don't want to die unknown. My name is Vrael son of none. I am the Rider of... I was the Rider of the golden dragon Terrorith. I held my friend as he died last night and now I know. I won't be leaving these mountains alive. I'm going to continue on and find the amulet I was sent for. I will find it if it's the last thing I do and I will find one of my friends to give it to before I die. It's the best I can do. These mountains are cursed by some foul evil. If your reading this leave now before it's to late.
Signed Vrael, wielder of Edoc'sil the unconquerable, and the Rider of Terrorith the bold."
"See you are not alone in these mountains girl." John said from her pack. Sighing Wolfia walked over to the fire pit and started a fire to warm up before pulling out the skull which had accompanied her for many years. Sitting him by the wall on the other side of the fire she said "John it doesn't comfort me that Vrael is depressed to. He lost his dragon. I may not like how foolish he is but I can sympathize with the boy."
"That's not the only trial the boy as you call him has faced. He has also faced the fears of his life like you elf. Maybe you should consider that. Now sexy you need some rest if your going to keep that gorgeous body going." John replied. The half elf shook her head in amusement as she sat back. Try though she might she couldn't hide from the thoughts of Servitium. The tears started before she could stop them and she spent another sleepless night crying at the loss of her friend.
