Adasha looked up as they all came in. Nimandle pushed his way and dodged
the couch but tripped over the table and fell in front of Tersha. She
laughed silently while holding her side keeping the warm bandages tight
around her torso.
"Yes my son." Hinusk retorted as he walked though the door talking to Aldor. "Its Roddan didn't you know?"
Tersha looked up at Roddan who stood behind her, she still fancied him for being so polite to her and kissing her hand. Just the thought of that made her tremble a little. She silently dreamed in the back of her little druid mind that the strong shaman would just take her in his arms and sweep her away, but she knew that wasn't going to happen. She had to be stuck with a crazy warrior who just knocked himself off his feet from hitting the stupid table. She shook her head and blinked her round green eyes leisurely. Nimandle straightened himself up and took Tersha's hand and looked at her peacefully.
"How are you feeling?" He managed to push out. He was kind of worried she wouldn't like him doing this.
"I am fine thanks to Adasha." He kissed the top of her palm and she instantly blushed profoundly, maybe he wasn't that bad after all. "I don't want to leave for a couple days, that gives me time to make sure I am okay, and I would like to explore the city more, I have heard it is quite amazing."
"We weren't planning on leaving for another four days so you are welcome to explore and recover in that time. And if you don't wish to leave you may stay behind with the consent of Roddan and the others. You may be in less danger here for the time being." Aldor leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Why would I want to stay behind? I am no child and I can take care of myself on the road with you all! And for the time being!! Myosin is raiding these ports; all these people will starve to death. In the next four days I say we take care of some of their needs."
"Tersha we cant save the world! We don't have that much time, we have to deal with Myosin somewhere else where he wont affect the ports and the trade, and even the people!" Nimandle dropped her hand and stood up turning the other direction frustrated. Tersha jumped up and stumbled forward grabbing her waist in pain. She clasped Nimandle's hand as he walked towards the door. Everyone stopped talking quietly and looked at the two. He turned around slowly to look at her hunched over with her hair splattered across her face. She moved her head up slowly to meet his glare and the black locks fell to the rim of her face. Her green eyes were just like ripples of crystal. Nimandle looked down at her aggravated that she would even ask them to do something like that when they had their own problems to deal with. She sighed heavily as Roddan picked her up and carried her into the next room leaving Nimandle still standing there looking into air dumbfounded she would even try standing more or less leaping in her condition. Aldor took Silva outside with hot chocolate to talk and Adasha and Hinusk retreated upstairs. He plopped down on the couch and watched the flame of the fire envelope the soft cedar logs. The room grew muted with the fading sunlight. Nimandle continued to sit there until Roddan walked back into the room. He sat his heavy frame next to the human.
"She only wants it for the best you know."
"I know that, but we just cant save the world right now."
"She is getting weaker." Roddan closed his eyes and leaned back.
"I know that, she tried to save so many people earlier, why can't I have the heart to help her?"
"Will we ever know peace? As long as there are those with strong hearts willing to risk everything, I'm sure we will. And you have a strong heart for you are risking everything for her."
"I believe it's the other way around Roddan son of Hinusk. She is the one risking everything, and she doesn't even know why he wants her. I don't even think she understands how Norrath will be affected by this all."
"I think she does."
"Do you always have to disagree with me?"
"Of course I do. But I think she knows her actions will affect everyone, and she knows why he is after her as most of us do."
"You know, why do Barbarians always make humans seem so stupid."
"Because they are." Silence covered the both of them like a soft blanket as they smiled lightly at each other. "Tell me Nimandle, what is it he wants."
"He wants to become the most power man in Norrath, he wants to kill those who can kill him. He wants the love of one girl, who I chose to love as well."
"Interesting, and your plan."
"Keep her and the others safe, and I will go out and kill him on my own, so no one gets hurt." Nimandle reached for the teapot that a maid had brought in earlier. He poured himself and Roddan a small cup full and he sipped gracefully then leaned back.
"I will allow you and the others to stay as long as need be, now excuse me I am going to go check on your druid, then retire for the night." The tall muscular man stood and bowed slightly with a nod and retreated into the other room to find Tersha sleeping soundly where he had left her. He changed her bandages and put a warm quilt over her limbs to keep her from the bitter cold Halas nights. Aldor and Silva walked in bringing snow and a blow of frost bitten wind into the small room. Nimandle was asleep on the couch and Darin had been sleeping on the floor for quiet some time and Silva smiled to Aldor silently. She snuck over and warmed her hands over the fire then sat down on the opposing couch with Aldor. She fell quickly into a restful sleep wrapped in a blanket and Aldor's arms.
Morning came quickly for the companions, Tersha was still asleep at noon but the companions were quick on their feet helping around the busy city. Nimandle was at the docks helping clean up from the previous day, and Aldor and Silva were in the kitchens preparing for that nights festivity for Adasha's birthday. Darin was at the healers doing inventory and helping teach the other clerics ways to save materials. Roddan had tended to Tersha all night not getting much sleep but he kept the fire going and her bandages fresh. She didn't wake up until five when it was Nimandle's shift to watch over her. She looked up at the ceiling and counted the number of wooden boards. Then she counted the number of flaws in the boards, which totaled to about four hundred. She didn't speak until Nimandle went to change her bandages again and she put her hand over his, which was trying to untie the knot.
"Their fine." She whispered and pushed his hand away. He sat down and tried to smile but he couldn't. He couldn't imagine her being okay after all this suffering because he knew he was dieing inside and he couldn't envision what she was feeling. Nimandle guessed it was the lack of understanding of what she has gone though and what she has yet to go though.
"Please do not worry about how I will survive though all of this." She whispered again. Nimandle jumped 'was she just reading my mind?'
"Nimandle, I know what your thinking, you see me suffer and you suffer, you know you want to help these people, and me survive, your just scared on what it will do for you and for those closest to your heart."
"Tersha please get some sleep."
"I have been sleeping for the past fifteen hours!" She tried raising her voice but she started coughing violently. Nimandle rushed to get her tea. She took a sip and returned to what she was saying. "Do what your heart thinks, you know that Aldor, Silva and Darin trust you with their lives, tonight is Adasha's birthday would you give her this for me?" Tersha managed to reach into her side pocket and pull out a slender green chain made of ivy leaves and green chain mail together both materials were bound never to break.
"Of course." He took it and set it on the table and watched her fall back asleep, coughing every once in awhile. Once he was sure she was asleep he picked up the ivy chain and ran it though his fingers. The necklace had an ancient feel to it, as if Tersha had kept it for a long time. He stood and turned to go into the other room when she jolted upward. Nimandle turned violently to see what was wrong and she burst into tears.
"Tersha! WHATS WRONG?!"
"Nimandle duck RIGHT NOW!" Nimandle dipped down and covered his head. Just then a large fire bolt blasted though the window and shattered the small room. His jaw dropped open and the room caught quickly ablaze. He stood up and unclipped his sword and rushed to the gapping whole by what used to be the window.
"Nimandle, get the others."
"What about you?"
"I'm fine, I will just play dead!"
"Bah!" Nimandle ran back over to her and scooped her up and dashed into the other room. "Guys you might want to help me here."
"Sure." Everyone rushed outside and watched the building burn for a minute then they all turned to see who started it. Sure enough there was Myosin with his whole band of happy followers. Nimandle clasped Tersha tightly to his chest and supported her weight with ease.
"Aww lookie there guy, the poor druid is crippled." Myosin put a rather counterfeit frown on his face. He couldn't believe he was ruining their life one more time, but it was always fun to see Tersha pissed.
"Nimandle put me down."
"Like hell I will put you down, it is freezing out here."
"Like hell I can feel it I am not dumb, now put me down." Nimandle put her down in the ankle deep snow that had fallen over night. She regained her balance stood there solidly looking at Myosin.
"Why don't you fight me like you always do."
"You know there is one difference between you and me Myosin."
"Which is that Silva?" Everyone turned and looked at the enchanter, with her long coat on.
"I can handle my magic, better than you ever could."
"We will see about that." Green sparks fumbled out of his fingers and dropped into the snow melting it. Silva pushed Aldor out of the way and she casted her own spell. The white bubbles seemed to appear out of her palms. Everyone cleared the surrounding area, and Aldor didn't doubt Silva's powers or temper so he wasn't about to impede upon her. Myosin casted first the green globe of evil shot towards her and she quickly dodged by stepping to the side and her spell dispelled him, taking all of his enchantments off his skin. She smiled and flipped her gold hair fixing the collar of the coat.
"Interesting, I may have finally met my match, you might be harder to kill than Aldor, or Tersha." He smirked doing this thing with his eyebrow. He casted again and burnt the snow underneath him. He shot the spell at her and she ducked letting the spell hit the building behind her. She moved quickly and skillfully and casted again hitting the spot right in front of him.
"Quick I must say Myosin, but apparently not quick enough for an enchanter." She casted again her mana slowly draining away and this time she hit him, but it wasn't a spell to inflict pain, it sucked his mana right from his veins. Blue fluid darted from his fingers and onto the snow and it ran to Silva and into her body filling her with more mana to cast.
"Witch, that's cheating."
"There's cheating in fighting, hmm and I am no witch, just an Enchantress."
He prepped for another spell and she hit him with another one, causing his spell to be interrupted. She winked and her soft pale skin seemed to radiate with the feeling of using her magic again. She was excited and nowhere near scared of Myosin.
"Try again necro, but I wish you luck to get past my spells." Myosin casted and hit her in the hand causing the beginning of her spell to fumble but her channeling skills where above normal and she hit him with a blast square in the chest sending him flying backwards into one of his followers. "I told you good luck."
"Good bye, we will continue this some other time Silva."
"I look forward to it."
The band of Myosin's guild mates followed him out of the city, but Silva saw a girl dart away from the group, she had white hair and carried countless daggers around. 2 around each wrist some clamped on to her thighs and on below her bootstrap.
Everyone went into a different building while the fire crew put out the burning building. Later that day a short girl came bursting into the room; Silva looked up and noticed it was that girl from earlier.
"At ease Enchantress." The girl motioned for her to sit down. Roddan came dashing up to the dark elf and took the roll of parchment in her slender out stretched hand. It was a report of what the guild was doing. She had been a spy until Myosin dismissed her from his hold, now she was coming back to spread the news she gathered and hopefully look for work.
"Nimandle I wish for us to leave tomorrow before we put Halas into more danger, even though Silva took good care of it today." Aldor winked her direction
"I agree, Tersha seems much better and I feel we could get going and try to track more of Myosin else where."
"Try Dreadlands human." The dark elf looked up from papers she was signing for Roddan.
"Thank you--."
"Names Kicarie." (ki-car-ie)
"Nimandle I would take her with you, she is looking for work, and she knows much about Myosin that's his name correct?"
Darin looked up, a stranger in the companion's circle. He rolled his eyes thinking Nimandle would never approve and went on doing whatever metal smithing he could find in the desolate boring snowdrift of a city.
"I would enjoy having company but adding another onto our group may not be a good idea. I will have to talk with everyone about it later." He held out his hand to silence Darin and Tersha who wanted to speak out against it right then and there. "Later I will speak with them though." He made his intentions obvious to everyone.
"I will talk to you later Roddan, I have some things I need to do before going later to look for work, if they decide they want to take me send the enchanter to tell me." Kicarie smiled then frowned at Silva who simply frowned back. Aldor showed Kicarie out and then shut the door. Tightly.
"A spy! You never said you had people in there."
"You never asked and truthfully its none of your damn business mage, because they are my people, not yours."
"They could have been killed by us you know that right?"
"Well they could have killed you, now since Myosin seems to have an interest in your Enchanter, druid and yourself. Soon he will be hunting you like a pack of dogs hunts snow rabbits."
"ENOUGH! Stop it right now." Nimandle stood up slowly keeping his cool for as long as he possibly could. "Roddan we are leaving tomorrow morning, and Aldor shut up."
"Praise Tunare." The large barbarian grumbled audible enough for Aldor to hear it. "I will send a maid over with supplies for your journey." He said clearly hiding his fury as he walked out the door shutting it tightly behind him. It was just the companions in the room now and Nimandle wanted to take this time and speak of Kicarie.
"Yes my son." Hinusk retorted as he walked though the door talking to Aldor. "Its Roddan didn't you know?"
Tersha looked up at Roddan who stood behind her, she still fancied him for being so polite to her and kissing her hand. Just the thought of that made her tremble a little. She silently dreamed in the back of her little druid mind that the strong shaman would just take her in his arms and sweep her away, but she knew that wasn't going to happen. She had to be stuck with a crazy warrior who just knocked himself off his feet from hitting the stupid table. She shook her head and blinked her round green eyes leisurely. Nimandle straightened himself up and took Tersha's hand and looked at her peacefully.
"How are you feeling?" He managed to push out. He was kind of worried she wouldn't like him doing this.
"I am fine thanks to Adasha." He kissed the top of her palm and she instantly blushed profoundly, maybe he wasn't that bad after all. "I don't want to leave for a couple days, that gives me time to make sure I am okay, and I would like to explore the city more, I have heard it is quite amazing."
"We weren't planning on leaving for another four days so you are welcome to explore and recover in that time. And if you don't wish to leave you may stay behind with the consent of Roddan and the others. You may be in less danger here for the time being." Aldor leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Why would I want to stay behind? I am no child and I can take care of myself on the road with you all! And for the time being!! Myosin is raiding these ports; all these people will starve to death. In the next four days I say we take care of some of their needs."
"Tersha we cant save the world! We don't have that much time, we have to deal with Myosin somewhere else where he wont affect the ports and the trade, and even the people!" Nimandle dropped her hand and stood up turning the other direction frustrated. Tersha jumped up and stumbled forward grabbing her waist in pain. She clasped Nimandle's hand as he walked towards the door. Everyone stopped talking quietly and looked at the two. He turned around slowly to look at her hunched over with her hair splattered across her face. She moved her head up slowly to meet his glare and the black locks fell to the rim of her face. Her green eyes were just like ripples of crystal. Nimandle looked down at her aggravated that she would even ask them to do something like that when they had their own problems to deal with. She sighed heavily as Roddan picked her up and carried her into the next room leaving Nimandle still standing there looking into air dumbfounded she would even try standing more or less leaping in her condition. Aldor took Silva outside with hot chocolate to talk and Adasha and Hinusk retreated upstairs. He plopped down on the couch and watched the flame of the fire envelope the soft cedar logs. The room grew muted with the fading sunlight. Nimandle continued to sit there until Roddan walked back into the room. He sat his heavy frame next to the human.
"She only wants it for the best you know."
"I know that, but we just cant save the world right now."
"She is getting weaker." Roddan closed his eyes and leaned back.
"I know that, she tried to save so many people earlier, why can't I have the heart to help her?"
"Will we ever know peace? As long as there are those with strong hearts willing to risk everything, I'm sure we will. And you have a strong heart for you are risking everything for her."
"I believe it's the other way around Roddan son of Hinusk. She is the one risking everything, and she doesn't even know why he wants her. I don't even think she understands how Norrath will be affected by this all."
"I think she does."
"Do you always have to disagree with me?"
"Of course I do. But I think she knows her actions will affect everyone, and she knows why he is after her as most of us do."
"You know, why do Barbarians always make humans seem so stupid."
"Because they are." Silence covered the both of them like a soft blanket as they smiled lightly at each other. "Tell me Nimandle, what is it he wants."
"He wants to become the most power man in Norrath, he wants to kill those who can kill him. He wants the love of one girl, who I chose to love as well."
"Interesting, and your plan."
"Keep her and the others safe, and I will go out and kill him on my own, so no one gets hurt." Nimandle reached for the teapot that a maid had brought in earlier. He poured himself and Roddan a small cup full and he sipped gracefully then leaned back.
"I will allow you and the others to stay as long as need be, now excuse me I am going to go check on your druid, then retire for the night." The tall muscular man stood and bowed slightly with a nod and retreated into the other room to find Tersha sleeping soundly where he had left her. He changed her bandages and put a warm quilt over her limbs to keep her from the bitter cold Halas nights. Aldor and Silva walked in bringing snow and a blow of frost bitten wind into the small room. Nimandle was asleep on the couch and Darin had been sleeping on the floor for quiet some time and Silva smiled to Aldor silently. She snuck over and warmed her hands over the fire then sat down on the opposing couch with Aldor. She fell quickly into a restful sleep wrapped in a blanket and Aldor's arms.
Morning came quickly for the companions, Tersha was still asleep at noon but the companions were quick on their feet helping around the busy city. Nimandle was at the docks helping clean up from the previous day, and Aldor and Silva were in the kitchens preparing for that nights festivity for Adasha's birthday. Darin was at the healers doing inventory and helping teach the other clerics ways to save materials. Roddan had tended to Tersha all night not getting much sleep but he kept the fire going and her bandages fresh. She didn't wake up until five when it was Nimandle's shift to watch over her. She looked up at the ceiling and counted the number of wooden boards. Then she counted the number of flaws in the boards, which totaled to about four hundred. She didn't speak until Nimandle went to change her bandages again and she put her hand over his, which was trying to untie the knot.
"Their fine." She whispered and pushed his hand away. He sat down and tried to smile but he couldn't. He couldn't imagine her being okay after all this suffering because he knew he was dieing inside and he couldn't envision what she was feeling. Nimandle guessed it was the lack of understanding of what she has gone though and what she has yet to go though.
"Please do not worry about how I will survive though all of this." She whispered again. Nimandle jumped 'was she just reading my mind?'
"Nimandle, I know what your thinking, you see me suffer and you suffer, you know you want to help these people, and me survive, your just scared on what it will do for you and for those closest to your heart."
"Tersha please get some sleep."
"I have been sleeping for the past fifteen hours!" She tried raising her voice but she started coughing violently. Nimandle rushed to get her tea. She took a sip and returned to what she was saying. "Do what your heart thinks, you know that Aldor, Silva and Darin trust you with their lives, tonight is Adasha's birthday would you give her this for me?" Tersha managed to reach into her side pocket and pull out a slender green chain made of ivy leaves and green chain mail together both materials were bound never to break.
"Of course." He took it and set it on the table and watched her fall back asleep, coughing every once in awhile. Once he was sure she was asleep he picked up the ivy chain and ran it though his fingers. The necklace had an ancient feel to it, as if Tersha had kept it for a long time. He stood and turned to go into the other room when she jolted upward. Nimandle turned violently to see what was wrong and she burst into tears.
"Tersha! WHATS WRONG?!"
"Nimandle duck RIGHT NOW!" Nimandle dipped down and covered his head. Just then a large fire bolt blasted though the window and shattered the small room. His jaw dropped open and the room caught quickly ablaze. He stood up and unclipped his sword and rushed to the gapping whole by what used to be the window.
"Nimandle, get the others."
"What about you?"
"I'm fine, I will just play dead!"
"Bah!" Nimandle ran back over to her and scooped her up and dashed into the other room. "Guys you might want to help me here."
"Sure." Everyone rushed outside and watched the building burn for a minute then they all turned to see who started it. Sure enough there was Myosin with his whole band of happy followers. Nimandle clasped Tersha tightly to his chest and supported her weight with ease.
"Aww lookie there guy, the poor druid is crippled." Myosin put a rather counterfeit frown on his face. He couldn't believe he was ruining their life one more time, but it was always fun to see Tersha pissed.
"Nimandle put me down."
"Like hell I will put you down, it is freezing out here."
"Like hell I can feel it I am not dumb, now put me down." Nimandle put her down in the ankle deep snow that had fallen over night. She regained her balance stood there solidly looking at Myosin.
"Why don't you fight me like you always do."
"You know there is one difference between you and me Myosin."
"Which is that Silva?" Everyone turned and looked at the enchanter, with her long coat on.
"I can handle my magic, better than you ever could."
"We will see about that." Green sparks fumbled out of his fingers and dropped into the snow melting it. Silva pushed Aldor out of the way and she casted her own spell. The white bubbles seemed to appear out of her palms. Everyone cleared the surrounding area, and Aldor didn't doubt Silva's powers or temper so he wasn't about to impede upon her. Myosin casted first the green globe of evil shot towards her and she quickly dodged by stepping to the side and her spell dispelled him, taking all of his enchantments off his skin. She smiled and flipped her gold hair fixing the collar of the coat.
"Interesting, I may have finally met my match, you might be harder to kill than Aldor, or Tersha." He smirked doing this thing with his eyebrow. He casted again and burnt the snow underneath him. He shot the spell at her and she ducked letting the spell hit the building behind her. She moved quickly and skillfully and casted again hitting the spot right in front of him.
"Quick I must say Myosin, but apparently not quick enough for an enchanter." She casted again her mana slowly draining away and this time she hit him, but it wasn't a spell to inflict pain, it sucked his mana right from his veins. Blue fluid darted from his fingers and onto the snow and it ran to Silva and into her body filling her with more mana to cast.
"Witch, that's cheating."
"There's cheating in fighting, hmm and I am no witch, just an Enchantress."
He prepped for another spell and she hit him with another one, causing his spell to be interrupted. She winked and her soft pale skin seemed to radiate with the feeling of using her magic again. She was excited and nowhere near scared of Myosin.
"Try again necro, but I wish you luck to get past my spells." Myosin casted and hit her in the hand causing the beginning of her spell to fumble but her channeling skills where above normal and she hit him with a blast square in the chest sending him flying backwards into one of his followers. "I told you good luck."
"Good bye, we will continue this some other time Silva."
"I look forward to it."
The band of Myosin's guild mates followed him out of the city, but Silva saw a girl dart away from the group, she had white hair and carried countless daggers around. 2 around each wrist some clamped on to her thighs and on below her bootstrap.
Everyone went into a different building while the fire crew put out the burning building. Later that day a short girl came bursting into the room; Silva looked up and noticed it was that girl from earlier.
"At ease Enchantress." The girl motioned for her to sit down. Roddan came dashing up to the dark elf and took the roll of parchment in her slender out stretched hand. It was a report of what the guild was doing. She had been a spy until Myosin dismissed her from his hold, now she was coming back to spread the news she gathered and hopefully look for work.
"Nimandle I wish for us to leave tomorrow before we put Halas into more danger, even though Silva took good care of it today." Aldor winked her direction
"I agree, Tersha seems much better and I feel we could get going and try to track more of Myosin else where."
"Try Dreadlands human." The dark elf looked up from papers she was signing for Roddan.
"Thank you--."
"Names Kicarie." (ki-car-ie)
"Nimandle I would take her with you, she is looking for work, and she knows much about Myosin that's his name correct?"
Darin looked up, a stranger in the companion's circle. He rolled his eyes thinking Nimandle would never approve and went on doing whatever metal smithing he could find in the desolate boring snowdrift of a city.
"I would enjoy having company but adding another onto our group may not be a good idea. I will have to talk with everyone about it later." He held out his hand to silence Darin and Tersha who wanted to speak out against it right then and there. "Later I will speak with them though." He made his intentions obvious to everyone.
"I will talk to you later Roddan, I have some things I need to do before going later to look for work, if they decide they want to take me send the enchanter to tell me." Kicarie smiled then frowned at Silva who simply frowned back. Aldor showed Kicarie out and then shut the door. Tightly.
"A spy! You never said you had people in there."
"You never asked and truthfully its none of your damn business mage, because they are my people, not yours."
"They could have been killed by us you know that right?"
"Well they could have killed you, now since Myosin seems to have an interest in your Enchanter, druid and yourself. Soon he will be hunting you like a pack of dogs hunts snow rabbits."
"ENOUGH! Stop it right now." Nimandle stood up slowly keeping his cool for as long as he possibly could. "Roddan we are leaving tomorrow morning, and Aldor shut up."
"Praise Tunare." The large barbarian grumbled audible enough for Aldor to hear it. "I will send a maid over with supplies for your journey." He said clearly hiding his fury as he walked out the door shutting it tightly behind him. It was just the companions in the room now and Nimandle wanted to take this time and speak of Kicarie.