Blood Curse

by emeraldeye14

Mahanon Lavellan just went to the conclave to protect Clan Lavellan's second, to prove himself after failing to protect their First. They were there to find a cure for a mysterious illness that was decimating Clan Lavellan. He certainly had no interest in getting involved in Shem politics. Slow Burn; M/M; Plot-centric; some BDSM

35. The Letter

A letter is sent.

Dear Keeper Lavellan,

We have not corresponded directly before and truthfully I do not even know if this letter will find you alive. My name is Lace Harding. I am a scout for the Inquisition and privileged to call Mahanon friend.

As you are no doubt aware, he is currently succumbing to the illness that is affecting your clan. We have found that dry heat delays the severity of the symptoms and as such have made camp in the Western Approach. And we wait.

I know that it pains Mahanon greatly that he is spending his final days so far away from home and family even if he does not have the breath to tell me himself. We cannot take him north to his clan, I fear he would not survive such a long journey. But, if you could, I would greatly appreciate a return message detailing the funerary rites of your people. I cannot ask such a thing of Mahanon, he needs to maintain the hope that a cure will be found, and so I turn to you, his family, for advice.

Help me help him one final time.

Yours,
Lace Harding
Inquisition Scout Leader.