Disclaimer:

I don't own Baldur's Gate, the great masterpiece of role-playing.

The story on hand, ‚The revenge' is fan-fiction. I wrote it, because I love to write, but I will not use ‚The revenge' in any commercial way.

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Rating: 'M'. Some scenes may be a 'T', but I had the feeling that a few scenes should be rated as 'MA'. I think, in general it's OK, to give 'M'. If you don't like that or if you are too young, don't read!

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Chapter22

Alturiak10th, 1370

Athkatla, Amn

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Shelara shivered. The morning was icy and still dark when she left the temple of Lathander. It still was winter and the clouds had brought new snow in the last two days.

The council had tried her case in the last days a second time and it didn't surprise her that she was set free after a short time. Isaea and Corneil had been suspended and arrested for an undefined period of time. Also the council had decided to initiate proceedings against the talosian priest who had killed Lord Deril and to hunt down the rest of the slavers and pirates in Athkatla. Shelara wasn't sure if it was enough, but it was a beginning… And, of course, it was clear that the council used these actions as sacrifices. They hoped that Shelara was willing to forget the crimes of the council and of the Cowled Wizards if they would execute other criminals…

Shelara was willing to forget. She would stay in Athkatla in the temple of Lathander: There was still much to do and Shelara wanted to help this corrupted city.

She sighed and left the temple district in the direction of the gate district.

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She smiled when she saw that all of them were waiting under the main gate. The priestess waved to them and came nearer. Then she looked at her sister. Imoen, the light hearted archmage had told that she had to go back to Candledeep. Apparently there was work to do and she couldn't stay in Athkatla forever.

Shelara made a step to her and hugged her with a warm smile, "You have to come back soon. Athkatla isn't that thrilling without you."

Imoen laughed, "Oh yeah, I hope so! But you can be sure: It wasn't the last time when I was here. But you know: There're still things to do in Candledeep."

"And in Waterdeep," Chloe added with a grin.

"Eh… yeah…"

Shelara hugged her once more, "Take care of you, Immy… And Chloe… If something happens to my little sister, I will make you regret it."

The kensai smiled and nodded. Imoen giggled, "I'm damn lucky to have such a strong lover and such a vengeful sister. Nobody will dare to fight me when you two are on my side."
Imoen waved to the rest of the group, turned around and together with Chloe she disappeared in a flash of magical energy, in a teleport.

Shelara looked at the others: Saerileth would stay in Athkatla. The Order of the Radiant Hearts was willing to take her as a paladin and she had appreciated this offer. Jaheira would go with Cernd, Minsc and Mazzy, to recruit new druids until Mirtual. Then she wanted to rebuild her grove.

Nalia had asked Yasraena to go with her and to become a lieutenant of the keep's guards. Shelara really liked the idea: Yasraena hadn't another place to go and although she was a drow, she was a good person… and by the way, to make her a guard was a good move: Yasraena was a good fighter and the keep would profit from her service.

Keto also left with Nalia. It had surprised the priestess that the bard wanted to live at the keep. The relationship between the two companions had never been perfect and Shelara had thought that the bard would be glad to leave Athkatla on a different road than the noble mage. But Keto really seemed to be interested in working in the keep and, by the way, the bard thought about writing an epos about their adventures and with Nalia as a patroness she could concentrate on this work. She also planned to collect stories of Jan and of the Spectator…

Whatever.

Suddenly Nalia turned to the priestess "Well, we will leave now."

"All right," Shelara nodded.

"Next month there will be a meeting of the nobles of Amn in Athkatla. I will visit you then."

"I look forward to it, old friend."

"I hoped you would say this," the mage said with a smile.

Then she disappeared together with Keto and Yasraena using a teleport.

Silence.

Saerileth looked to Shelara, "Let's go back?"
The priestess nodded, "Yes. It's cold out here and there's still much to do to heal this city."

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Author's note1: Special thanks to arabellaesque who helped me to bring the first four chapters into an acceptable style and gave me some great tips.

Author's note2: Well, and now, everything is told… The story had found an end: Shelara is still a good-natured, naïve and chaotic priestess who fights the evil, Immy is still making jokes with a sullen Chloe at her side and the Spectator… yeah the legendary Spectator is with Keto and Jan and makes nonsense… But there's one thing to say: When this began (almost two years ago), I wanted to write a story which is filled with the 'soul' of BG. I hope I didn't failed in this intention… and I really hope you liked to read this story :-)