Haar
He didn't have time for a single nap, though it didn't take too long to be back in Daein but the time of travel didn't matter. He just didn't have time.
Even if sleeping was one of the things Haar loved he hadn't been able to sleep in many days, or nights for that matter. Normally Haar didn't care much, he was a kind man though very lazy and being lazy was always a problem when you live in a world with war. Tellius only had four year of peace before this war spread through the land like a pelage. The people of Tellius didn't have much time to heal before the last war.
Except sleeping, Haar loved his dragon. The black powerful and very beautiful dragon that always seemed to be the one telling Haar what to do. If it wasn't for the dragon Haar wouldn't have joined Queen Elinzia in the last war. Haar started to blame his dragon for so much when he thought that out.
But now days it didn't matter what the dragon told him to do. It didn't matter what anyone told Haar to do, he already knew the rules of this war and he didn't like it one bit. Fighting against his old friend wasn't something he loved or even liked, though he didn't care much about that part. The part that got him annoyed was the way he had been drawn to join the war, cause of a darn kidnaper. If this was Haars decide, to be a part of this ridiculous war, he would not but it wasn't really his decision, either he was a part of the war in the enemy's army or Jill would die. He didn't want Jill to die, not even a little even if the stubborn girl could be annoying sometimes.
Haar walked up the hill to the big castle, he had to leave his dragon and weapons by the guards tents. Why? Probably because the one who were behind this war didn't trust him or anyone else. Haar found him or her smart to not do so, cause if he could wear his weapons and use his dragon that man or woman would have been dead long ago.
When he was walking towards the castle he saw a red haired woman who started running towards him. He knew who she was but he wasn't there to see her. Jill in the other hand didn't care who he was about to meet, she wanted him to save her and quick. Being the maiden who needed to be rescued wasn't Jill's thing.
"Haar!" Her voice laud and annoyed.
Haar didn't care that she came running towards him, he just walked pass her. She took a grip of his arm and made him look her in the eyes. She staring at him with anger and for a second she looked worried.
"Haar! Have you talked to General Ike?! You met him didn't you?"
Haar didn't know what to tell her. If she knew that he had turned Ike down she would get upset and he had no time for a crazy lady at this point, then again he didn't like to lie.
"Yes I met Ike", he answered her shortly before he started to walk away from her, but she just came after and this time she sounded happy.
"So you told him?! He will be here right? Come and like save us? Will we join his army? Haar are you even listening to me?!"
Haar turned around. He had an annoyed look on his face and Jill took a step back. She had never seen Haar annoyed, well only if someone woke him up or told him to do something he was too lazy to do. But he never looked like she made him annoyed and that made her worry.
"Haar I.."
"I talked to Ike, I told him that I won't join his army. I told him that I am on Daeins side this time and he can't change that. I told him that we are enemies, happy?"
Haar looked away, he couldn't see her in her eyes, does green eyes which starred surprised at him and with a glance of sadness. She looked away and for once she didn't know what to say. Jill felt a strange feeling in her heart, something wasn't right: Haar would never use such an angry voice, and he would never talk to her like that. She knew something was wrong, she couldn't leave the grounds of this castle, if she did something would take a painful grip of her heart till she turned back, that had happen twice.
"Haar.."
She wanted to tell him to go back to Ike, to join his army even if that would be the end of her life. She didn't want him to be a prisoner as well; she didn't want him to kill his friends' because of her. Most of all she didn't want him to get hurt. Jill knew that Haar was a great warrior, that he never lost a battle: but she was still scared. She knew that Ike never lost either.
Haar didn't listen; he had already started to walk away from her. She glanced after him and felt a feeling of sorrow in her chest. She could do nothing to stop him, she knew that. He was as stubborn as he was lazy.
Jill glanced at the tower, were she knew their enemy were hidden. She didn't know who he or she was. No one had seen their enemy what she knew about: not even Haar who was always going up the steers to that tower to speak to him or her.
"Haar!"
Jill started to run after him but he didn't stop. He was standing in front of the gates now and two guards in black armor were opening them from him. She took a grip of his arm again but this time she couldn't make him look at her. He's eye were closed like he couldn't stand the sight of her.
"Please Haar, I beg you: Go back to Ike, join his army and stay away from here! I will be fine I promise you" Jill said and her grip of his clothes got tighter. Haar still didn't look at her when he answered.
"When you have no idea what you are dealing with you should not promise such a thing. I will not return to Ike, at least not as his soldier but as his enemy and that is how it is suppose to be. I am sorry Jill but this is my choice and I have already made it".
This time Haar looked at her. He had a serious look on his face and Jills grip of him got weak. He walked away from here once again, in to the tower and left her standing in the garden. The guard closed the gates after him and she could just see him walk away into a room of darkness.
Haar didn't like the felling of letting someone down. He never liked to work for others, or even help them if they asked him to. But when someone he cared about needed his help he would be there to help them, even if he didn't like it.
He didn't like the idea of losing, he didn't really care who was the winner but if he had promise to help someone and couldn't success he felt terrible. A promise is stronger than his axe. If he gave a promise he had to keep it, even if that would be the end of life. At least you can sleep when you are dead.
Haar knew what was going to happen next. He would be standing in a dark room and hear that cold voice in his head who would tell him that he or she was disappointed of his act. The voice would tell him to kill Ike as soon as possible and it would probably hurt him badly because he already hadn't done it.
The steers to the room seemed longer than ever. He didn't want to meet this person; he didn't even want to be there. All he wanted was to get Jill and get out of there back to their post office where he could sleep all he wanted.
He stopped. He was standing in front of the great wooden door. He stared at the handle and reached out for it. For some reason he didn't have the strength to pull it down, to open the door.
Images were flashing by in his mind. Images of a smiling Jill in the sun light, his dragon flying in the sky, the crystal clear water outside his home, the kids playing around outside of General Ikes tent. The image of Jill stayed in front of his eyes. He closed his eye and swallowed.
The door swung open. The darkness in front of him seemed even darker than it used to and he stepped into the room. The door closed behind him, leaving him in the darkness alone. He could hear someone breath somewhere in the room. No matter how much he concentrated he couldn't see anyone.
"Your back Haar", said the voice in his head, it didn't come from anywhere. Haar didn't answer, he didn't say a word.
"As you may have noticed Jill is still fine, but it is just a matter of time till lose my patience. Why did you let him live? Are you planning on something Haar? You know I don't like traitors".
"I thought it was for the best", Haar answered and felt a blinding pain over his chest, like a thunder where dancing over his skin under the armor and shirt. He bends his back and starred into the floor.
"I never asked you to think, Haar, I gave you simple instructions and I don't want your opinion about it!"
The pain came back once again and Haar fell on his knees. The voice giggle in his head and the images of a smiling Jill, his dragon and a beautiful landscape came back in front of his eyes again for only a second.
"I.. I am.. Truly sorry…" Haar couldn't control his tongue very well and the words didn't even seem to come from his own mouth.
"I'm sure you are Haar, I'm sure you are. So this time I hope you will listen to my words".
"..Yes.."
"Good. I got a new job for you Haar. I am a collector, I love power and strength and it is something I would love to have in my collection".
Haar looked up, like he thought he was able to see who he was talking to, but he saw nothing less than darkness. Haar didn't say a word, if he made this person angry, whoever it was, it would maybe be the end of Jill's life. But the voice didn't continue, it left him sitting on the floor with his hand over his chest.
"What would you like me to do?" Haar asked. He wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. The voice giggled like a child and for a second Haar thought he saw something dancing in the darkness but it was gone as soon as he had seen it. Something took a grip of his face; small hands that could only be hand of a child. He stared at whatever he was sitting in front of without seeing anything.
"I want Tibarn, the king of sky's; can you give him to me Haar?" The voice again, this time it wasn't in his head it came from something in front of him and it wasn't cold. This time Haar could picture who the voice belonged to, a girl: a tiny child. The voice was childish, cute but still very serious. Was their enemy a child?