Chapter 11 Modern puzzle
*to clarify, Drizzt do'urden is actually 200 years old now, as this is after forgotten realms stories
it's short but i don't have writer's block. thinking of how to make this interesting.
Sedna revealed that her mother ran away from them, leaving the father and herself only. She was cool and collected. Drizzt did not buy her calm exterior at all. It was simply to mask the turmoil within. She kept the photo inside her pocket silently.
To reduce her brooding, he changed the subject.
"What is that?" he mimed the string around her neck. "Is it an amulet?" he already knew the answer that the emerald had told him, but he wanted to distract her to speak of something else. Sedna smiled. He did not comprehend any of the information but listened intently and did not fall asleep. "So it is very useful to store… knowledge? Like a book does."
"Yes, correct. Only, I can't open it like that. We open things on the computer. I drew it for you, Drizzt." Again the girl opened the piece of paper.
"Ah I see. Thank you for telling me. If we return there, could we go to another place? Or the enemy will chase us again. What did they use?"
He frowned. It was called guns. That was dangerous, could be used from such a long distance. Even if man was clumsy, they could still hurt others! Drizzt knew one day, Sedna would attempt to make a return trip and not give him a fair warning. "Promise me something. Allow me to come if you wish to travel anywhere."
She paused. Rebellion cried out, why should I? I can do whatever I wish, I'm a powerful witch. As these people discriminate against me! Instead, Sedna replied, "I won't take risks. Don't worry."
The drow had tilted his head slightly and watched her turn her back. He had not been in contact with many humans since his friends were gone. His old friends might have passed on, and he was now more than two centuries old. Tricks like pretence and lies failed to evade him. Drizzt was more honest and frank by nature, but innately, he still possessed the skills of his kind. Well, he would keep his guard on her.
"Um how's your wound?"
"I'm fine. Thanks. We have supplies only for one more day. Spirit, where can we find a marketplace?" he asked the jewel which had become suddenly quiet. In fact Spirit had been contemplatively silent. The jewel projected a map into its allies' minds and then stopped glowing.
"Oh no. Is it weak? What can we do to help?" Sedna was concerned. Her lips trembled.
He assured her they'd find a way to help it to recharge.
Soon they reached the marketplace. Nobody bothered about them. Hmm maybe drow were no longer feared. Drizzt smiled to himself. Sedna was pleased that they did not run into any problems. Spirit was still unchanging.
They put it on a stand when they were in their room for the night. Drizzt went to scout out if there were any places to charge crystals. In his past, he had met with some of them, and they were self recharging. Sedna spoke to it, not to die and all that. Her bond must be very closeknit to Spirit.