Centri: Sorry it took a while people. Exams and muselessness hit. Anyway...I'm starting a new policy. If I don't have 3 times the number of chapters I have up in reviews(currently, 3 times 4. That's twelve, for those who don't wanna figure it out/don't know it off by heart) then, even if I have the other chapter written, it's not going up. That's right. I have 44 hits on my third chapter alone. How many people reviewed? 2. Not acceptable in my mind. Get off your lazy butts and review. Even if it's a word or two, I'm happy. Sound good? Alright then. Now that we've got that straight.

Disclaimer: I own Rahne. BW owns the name Kaliria(though not mentioned in this chappie), and the last name Hunter, along with the character of Kate.

Chapter time.

Roast Pigeon, Anyone?

It was the next morning and Rahne had the biggest headache ever. Maybe she'd go visit that mage girl, Kate. Maybe. With a sigh she got up, her mind wandering to the riddle that dude gave her yesterday. "Starts with 'P', ends with 'N', has four 'S'…a book of words would be helpful right now!" She said, starting with muttering and the last part being yelled at the roof. She could've sworn she heard a chuckle.

She groaned and got dressed. She was just grabbing out a leftover bit of bread when a knock came at her door. She opened it to a petite, brown-haired girl, about her age. The girl had a small basket of food in her hands and a kind smile both on her face and in her hazel eyes. "Hello, I'm Kate. I thought it would be nice to have breakfast together, just to get to know each other."

How can she be so cheerful? Oh yeah, she doesn't have some god person practically stalking her. She mentally rolled her eyes and stood aside to let Kate in. "As ya know, I'm Rahne. Do ya, mayhap, have anything for headaches? I've got a killer one." She pulled an extra chair to the table and closed the door.

Kate, still happy, sat down and placed her basket on the table, beginning to spread things out. "No, I don't work with stuff like that. I use my magic for more of defensive and offensive purposes, like in a fight."

Rahne's eyes went wide.

"What's the matter?" Kate was now confused as she saw the startled look in Rahne's eyes.

"Sorry, just didn't think of you as the, uh, fighting kinda type."

Kate nodded, understanding, as she cut some slices of bread. "Most don't. Truth is, if I can see another solution, I take it."

Rahne was now silent as she began to eat. It was odd having company over, and she wasn't really used to it. Kate seemed to not like starting conversation, either, as she was also silent.

When they finished, Kate stood up, said she'd come back tomorrow, and left. As soon as she was gone, Rahne felt the eyes upon her back. "What the hell do you want?!" She spun around and glared at Kyprioth, who was finishing off a spare bit of cheese with an amused smile.

"I wanna know if you've figured it out that the word's possession yet. And it's fun to annoy you."

Rahne mumbled something along the lines of, "Screw you", and then started to clean up. "You know, I really hate riddles. They piss me off. Not as much as you do, but-" She cut herself off mid sentence. "Wait! Did you just say I'm possessed?!?!?!" She shrieked.

Kyprioth laughed, before noticing the change from surprise to murderous on Rahne's face. "Um, bye?" He disappeared just as a flame went shooting towards him, burning a pigeon on the windowsill to a crisp as the flames went out the window before dying off.

"Damn trickster gods." She muttered as she went back to clean. "Possessed. I'm fricken possessed. Hell, why me?" She was in the middle of repeating that kind of thing over and over as she heard a knock on her door.

There was the landlady. Oh great. Rahne thought as she grimaced. "Um, Mrs. Hunter…How are you today?"

If the woman could shoot daggers from her eyes, Rahne would be dead ten times over. "Fine, if you considering looking out your window and seeing flames above your head a good start to a morning." She said cold and brisk-like.

Rahne almost blanched, but kept her cool, somehow. "Oh, that…Um, Kate just told me a spell for fire and I wanted to try it out. I didn't think I'd get it that good; I'm sorry Miss. I won't do it inside again."

"You'd better not, Truesdale, or you'll be sleeping out on the streets." Her tone was a soft hiss, but much harsher than any snakebite. Rahne gulped as Mrs. Hunter slammed the door in Rahne's face, even though it was Rahne's door.

Rahne took a deep breath and sat down on the floor. And I've gotta deal with Goodwin again tonight. I hope Tunstall talked to her, like he said he would. At least I can tell them what's going on. Despite how much she hated it, she looked upwards and then said, "Thanks Kyp. For one thing, at the very least."