Jessi: I do own the Forgotten Realms. The charaters however are the product of Tiamet's and Jessi's imagination but aren't really because they are REAL!
Tiamet: O.o
Jessi: How can you do that if you don't have eyebrows Ti?
"If you stand there for much longer you'll catch a cold..." Asgwrn, leaning heavily on his staff, walked to Yami's side.
"I do not get sick," Yami didn't look at her husband and carried on staring into the distance.
Asgwrn bit his lip, fightning a new wave of nausea. His head wound troubled him and he doubted that he had the concentration required for magic. The archmage placed his hand over his face, his throbbing head getting worse.
A cool hand touched his forehead. Yami was stood in front of him and Asgwrn opened his cloak for her to step inside. He knew that it wasn't rainwater running down her face.
"We will find him Yami. I have spells that'll find Dante."
The Shadowblade nodded,
"We must find him... No matter what his parentage he is still our son."
Later, a considerably dryer Yami was curled into an armchair watching Asgwrn weave his magic. It seemed to be a lot harder for him. His expression was a pained one and sweat was running down his face.
Yami didn't know the specifics of this spell. She knew that it was an advanced divination spell, requiring some of Dante's hair taken from his pillow and a sheet of parchment.
When Asgwrn leant back with a gasp she rose from her chair and leant over him.
"I'll... be... fine Yami."
The alabastar elf slid into his lap,
"You are not fine." Her expression was that of deepest concern, reserved only for Asgwrn and Dante.
"I will be. In two days time I will be strong enough."
"Two days!" Yami's eyes widened, "Dante could be in the Abyss by then!"
"Unlikely, devils come from the Nine Hells."
"But..." Yami growled in fustration and got up to pace around the room.
"I'm sorry Yami but the spell takes two days... It... it's the best I can do..."
Yami slid back onto his lap by way of apology,
"I know... It all we can do..." She flew over the land like a hawk. With inhuman speed she was drawn to the distant blur of the mountains, until she was swooping through the monstrous spurs of rock that jutted out fromt the landscape like the teeth of some anicent beast.
He mind's eye focused on one particular spar of rock, one of black granite, mottled through with white marble. On the cusp of the spar stood a fortress.
Focus on one single tower...
One single window...
One face... A pale tan face with eyes the colour of fresh blood, framed by long, white hair.
"Dante..."
Yami opened her eyes, ignoring the pain that accompained her visions. Normally they showed her blood, scenes of death and strife. She knew they were true... Sometimes she'd come upon the scene she'd viewed.
But now they showed her images of her son?
Why had they changed?
Had they changed with her? Over the past couple of decades she had changed. Once she had only Ceffyl for company... Now she had a husband and a son... a family.
She slid out of bed, gently breaking Asgwrn's slight hold on her waist and looking around for where he'd thrown her clothes the previous night.
Once dressed armed and packed she swept her cloak around her shoulders and went downstair to Asgwrn's study. Taken parchment and a quill pen she wrote a note, sealed it and placed it on her pillow.
She paused to look at her archmage, eyelashes fanned out on his cheek, a few stray hairs trailing over his face. Then she silently left the tower.
From the five horses that inhabited the stables she selected Kai, the blue- black stallion sired by Ceffyl. The other four she led out by and, trusting in the relative safety of the forest, let them loose outside the keep.
Finally she knelt before the altar of Corellon Larthian, placing a fistful of coins in with the offerings.
"I love you Asgwrn... but I must do this alone."
Yami sighed pushing everything out of her mind, focusing on her goal rescuing Dante.
When she rose again she was the emotionless killing machine. She was Yami the Damned, The White Shadow, The Death in the Night.
She was Yami Shadowblade and she was going to get her son.