AN: Ok, first of all, thank you Blue-Inked Frost for continuing to follow my story, despite all my pathetic twists and grammatical errors. As for the rest of you, please, please, please review, look, reviews make me work faster so…more reviews=more chapters! This is a very short chapter, the heat is affecting my writing skills so…..be nice!
Felix surveyed the destruction his brother had left behind and sighed slightly, nobody had died, but his new doublet was irreparably damaged. Behind him, he could hear the sounds of Dynaheir chanting the spells necessary to rid the marble floor of Farthson's blood.
Lord Firecam, who had introduced himself as Sir Keldorn, was patching up the obnoxious and hot-headed squire, who'd had the living day-lights beaten out of him by Shadak. The guards who had fled with the guests when Shadak had revealed himself had now returned sheepishly, mumbling excuses and generally irritating the paladins and Felix.
"Who was the man that attacked us?" Keldorn's deep and hard voice jerked Felix from his thoughts.
"He made his title clear in his childish exposition, my guess is he is somebody who has watched one too many plays," Felix lied, telling a paladin he was related to a murdering psychopath was not good for one's health.
"Somehow, I do not find this amusing. Odd, that after this man assassinated Farthson; he turned on you and attempted to give you the same treatment. What is it you are not telling me?"
Felix was about to open his mouth to begin to explain his predicament, when several grey-clad figures appeared in the doorway, all had staffs.
"Paladin, this is now a scene of investigation by the Cowled Wizards relating to the murder of Lord Farthson and the use of Unlicensed Magic, please leave,"
"Where were you during the attack?" Felix interposed himself between the two men.
"There was a disturbance elsewhere, and do not think to address me in that tone…" The Cowled Wizard broke off his threat and left suddenly, as one of his comrade called to him.
Keldorn shot the wizard a dirty look and turned away from Felix.
"Odd, A wizard slays his target, not with sorcery but with a dagger. A very strange case wouldn't you say?"
Felix made a noncommittal grunt and stared at the retreating wizard's back, nearly all wizards annoyed Felix, only Gorion and Dynaheir were an exception to his rule, Shadak had not done much to help his brother's phobia.
"Dark times are on the horizon I fear," Felix said.