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"Where the hell is he!" a man lounging in a chair by the window exclaimed loudly.
"Hush you bumpkin," scolded a woman who was sitting on the bed, "really Trows you should learn some patience."
The man grinned. "Be happy to", Trows replied with a wink, "but I'd have to have the right teacher Lila.
Lila rolled her eyes at him. "Dream on."
The other two people in the room glanced at each other and grinned. Loni and Josua had listened to the two bicker for years. "Quit flirting", an amused voice said from near the doorway.
Lila turned to glare at the newcomer. "Well Rhazier I'm glad you could spare the time to join us," she retorted sarcastically.
Rhazier smiled as he stepped through the door, allowing the person standing behind to enter the room.
Immediately all hands went to a hidden weapon. The stranger looked at Rhazier with an eyebrow raised, "friendly group you got here."
Rhazier shrugged. "You learn to be distrustful in our line of work." He looked around at the people in the room. "Meet Luke," he said shortly, "he's working for us now."
Luke kept his face expressionless as four sets of eyes glared at him from around the room, sizing him up. He in turn, looked the over the group who was the inner circle of the rebellion. The man known as Trows was lanky and tall with light brown eyes and curly brown hair. He looked like he was a graceful and nimble as a cat. The woman whom Trows had been flirting with, Lila, was of medium height with green eyes and extremely long straight blonde hair that she wore back in a braid. Luke sensed a good amount of the Gift in her, mostly healing. The unknown man was a Carthaki with a shaven head, dark brown skin and piercing black eyes. His build was extremely muscular and stood at an imposing height of about six foot five. The final woman he had seen last night. Loni gave him a nod of recognition.
"Luke", Rhazier said, "That's Trows, Lila, and Josua. Loni you've already met."
"Rhazier", began Josua impatiently, "do you really think now is the time to be bringing strangers into the circle, what if he's a spy?"
The others nodded their heads in agreement. Luke could see it was going to be awhile before the trusted him, if they ever did.
Rhazier held up his hand for silence. "This man has proven himself as a valuable asset to our mission. If it weren't for him, I might not be standing in front of you now. I understand your concerns, but under the circumstances if I have to pull rank I will."
Josua scowled at Rhazier as he sat down. "Well then, let's get started."
Rhazier nodded. "Trows what's the report?"
"Well Igor's still in Port Cayne, but he's been sending plenty of packages throughout Tortall."
"What's in the packages?" Rhazier asked.
"Mostly stolen goods, but all of them contained a vial of Drusythem."
"What?!" exclaimed Rhazier, "how was he able to get a hold of that?"
Luke frowned. Drusythem was a deadly poison on its own with no cure. It could also be used with magic to create an extremely deadly disease. It was what Duke Roger of Conte had used to try and kill Prince Jonathan many years previous. It was extremely rare, only two known people could make it, and they were kept on a close watch.
Trows smiled grimly. "Igor seems to acquire new little presents everyday. The boxes we've intercepted have had their vials of Drusythem replaced with a vial of vinegar and water."
"I see", Rhazier muttered. "Lila, what of their recruitment?"
"We thought we were cutting their recruitment down quite a bit, but it seems that they have whole communities of training bases scattered through the Eastern Lands."
Rhazier sighed. "Any good news?"
"The war with Scanra goes well", Loni said softly. "If it ends soon, we might be able to strike down the remaining Alliance forces there.
The discussion went on to include supply information, prospective allies, and the anticipation of further Alliance actions. Luke listened intently to all of it. In Tyra, his Rogue had remained neutral, not wanting the Alliance to swoop down on them as well. Naturally, there had been some men aiding the Tortallans (Luke declined the offer because of personal reasons), but they if they were found out by either the Rogue or the Alliance, the penalty was death.
The meeting was rapidly ending. Josua gave a curt nod to his fellow rebels (Luke received another glare) and strode out of the room. Trows and Lila, leaving from a separate exit, were not far behind him, but they gave a friendlier farewell. Loni, however, remained in the room with Luke and Rhazier.
"Rhazier," she said urgently, nodding at Luke, "are you sure we can trust him?"
Rhazier gave her a small smile, "have I ever let you down before?"
Loni gave him a small smile in return. "Well he needs a damn good alias."
Luke grinned at her. "Orphaned traveler from Maren?" he suggested.
Loni smirked. "That alias would hold up for about two days before someone found a hole." She paused, "how about the youngest son from a village in the mountains come to seek his fortune in the capital."
Rhazier sighed. "What village?" You know the Alliance and anybody else who's curious will know if the village isn't real after some looking, and if we do give the name of a real village, they'll find that there was no such person living there."
Loni shook her head. "Rhazier, I'm not an amateur," she said patiently, "I know this. However, we can use the route Luke actually took to get here as proof. If they look they'll find that someone of Luke's description did pass through their villages and towns. As for the village, I have a small farming village that we can use. It's a safe house for rebellion members."
Luke grinned. "I can still keep my name?"
Loni chuckled, "that's the idea."
"Well," Luke said, "now that that's settled, let's get something to eat, I'm starved!"
Loni gave a small laugh as she watched Luke walk out of the room. "Do we have another Trows on our hands?"
Rhazier smiled. "Not quite, there is much he still hides from me. He puts on a very good front, but I can see the leader in him."
"Do you think he's the one," Loni asked in a hushed voice.
"Yes," Rhazier replied seriously, "he fits the prophecy exactly. But the only person who can tell for sure is the Leader."
"You will introduce them tomorrow?"
"Yes, and then we will know the course of action o take."
"Are you two coming or not!" a voice bellowed from below.
Loni laughed. "Keep your pants on!"
"It's hard," Luke shouted back. "My belly's so small now; the pants just slip right off!"
Rhazier rolled his eyes. Luke was a very interesting man indeed. 'The Leader will find him interesting indeed', he thought as he followed Loni down the stairs.
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"Where the hell is he!" a man lounging in a chair by the window exclaimed loudly.
"Hush you bumpkin," scolded a woman who was sitting on the bed, "really Trows you should learn some patience."
The man grinned. "Be happy to", Trows replied with a wink, "but I'd have to have the right teacher Lila.
Lila rolled her eyes at him. "Dream on."
The other two people in the room glanced at each other and grinned. Loni and Josua had listened to the two bicker for years. "Quit flirting", an amused voice said from near the doorway.
Lila turned to glare at the newcomer. "Well Rhazier I'm glad you could spare the time to join us," she retorted sarcastically.
Rhazier smiled as he stepped through the door, allowing the person standing behind to enter the room.
Immediately all hands went to a hidden weapon. The stranger looked at Rhazier with an eyebrow raised, "friendly group you got here."
Rhazier shrugged. "You learn to be distrustful in our line of work." He looked around at the people in the room. "Meet Luke," he said shortly, "he's working for us now."
Luke kept his face expressionless as four sets of eyes glared at him from around the room, sizing him up. He in turn, looked the over the group who was the inner circle of the rebellion. The man known as Trows was lanky and tall with light brown eyes and curly brown hair. He looked like he was a graceful and nimble as a cat. The woman whom Trows had been flirting with, Lila, was of medium height with green eyes and extremely long straight blonde hair that she wore back in a braid. Luke sensed a good amount of the Gift in her, mostly healing. The unknown man was a Carthaki with a shaven head, dark brown skin and piercing black eyes. His build was extremely muscular and stood at an imposing height of about six foot five. The final woman he had seen last night. Loni gave him a nod of recognition.
"Luke", Rhazier said, "That's Trows, Lila, and Josua. Loni you've already met."
"Rhazier", began Josua impatiently, "do you really think now is the time to be bringing strangers into the circle, what if he's a spy?"
The others nodded their heads in agreement. Luke could see it was going to be awhile before the trusted him, if they ever did.
Rhazier held up his hand for silence. "This man has proven himself as a valuable asset to our mission. If it weren't for him, I might not be standing in front of you now. I understand your concerns, but under the circumstances if I have to pull rank I will."
Josua scowled at Rhazier as he sat down. "Well then, let's get started."
Rhazier nodded. "Trows what's the report?"
"Well Igor's still in Port Cayne, but he's been sending plenty of packages throughout Tortall."
"What's in the packages?" Rhazier asked.
"Mostly stolen goods, but all of them contained a vial of Drusythem."
"What?!" exclaimed Rhazier, "how was he able to get a hold of that?"
Luke frowned. Drusythem was a deadly poison on its own with no cure. It could also be used with magic to create an extremely deadly disease. It was what Duke Roger of Conte had used to try and kill Prince Jonathan many years previous. It was extremely rare, only two known people could make it, and they were kept on a close watch.
Trows smiled grimly. "Igor seems to acquire new little presents everyday. The boxes we've intercepted have had their vials of Drusythem replaced with a vial of vinegar and water."
"I see", Rhazier muttered. "Lila, what of their recruitment?"
"We thought we were cutting their recruitment down quite a bit, but it seems that they have whole communities of training bases scattered through the Eastern Lands."
Rhazier sighed. "Any good news?"
"The war with Scanra goes well", Loni said softly. "If it ends soon, we might be able to strike down the remaining Alliance forces there.
The discussion went on to include supply information, prospective allies, and the anticipation of further Alliance actions. Luke listened intently to all of it. In Tyra, his Rogue had remained neutral, not wanting the Alliance to swoop down on them as well. Naturally, there had been some men aiding the Tortallans (Luke declined the offer because of personal reasons), but they if they were found out by either the Rogue or the Alliance, the penalty was death.
The meeting was rapidly ending. Josua gave a curt nod to his fellow rebels (Luke received another glare) and strode out of the room. Trows and Lila, leaving from a separate exit, were not far behind him, but they gave a friendlier farewell. Loni, however, remained in the room with Luke and Rhazier.
"Rhazier," she said urgently, nodding at Luke, "are you sure we can trust him?"
Rhazier gave her a small smile, "have I ever let you down before?"
Loni gave him a small smile in return. "Well he needs a damn good alias."
Luke grinned at her. "Orphaned traveler from Maren?" he suggested.
Loni smirked. "That alias would hold up for about two days before someone found a hole." She paused, "how about the youngest son from a village in the mountains come to seek his fortune in the capital."
Rhazier sighed. "What village?" You know the Alliance and anybody else who's curious will know if the village isn't real after some looking, and if we do give the name of a real village, they'll find that there was no such person living there."
Loni shook her head. "Rhazier, I'm not an amateur," she said patiently, "I know this. However, we can use the route Luke actually took to get here as proof. If they look they'll find that someone of Luke's description did pass through their villages and towns. As for the village, I have a small farming village that we can use. It's a safe house for rebellion members."
Luke grinned. "I can still keep my name?"
Loni chuckled, "that's the idea."
"Well," Luke said, "now that that's settled, let's get something to eat, I'm starved!"
Loni gave a small laugh as she watched Luke walk out of the room. "Do we have another Trows on our hands?"
Rhazier smiled. "Not quite, there is much he still hides from me. He puts on a very good front, but I can see the leader in him."
"Do you think he's the one," Loni asked in a hushed voice.
"Yes," Rhazier replied seriously, "he fits the prophecy exactly. But the only person who can tell for sure is the Leader."
"You will introduce them tomorrow?"
"Yes, and then we will know the course of action o take."
"Are you two coming or not!" a voice bellowed from below.
Loni laughed. "Keep your pants on!"
"It's hard," Luke shouted back. "My belly's so small now; the pants just slip right off!"
Rhazier rolled his eyes. Luke was a very interesting man indeed. 'The Leader will find him interesting indeed', he thought as he followed Loni down the stairs.
****** Did y'all like it? Please review! Tell me what you would like to see happen.you never know it just might!