Moturdrn

[30-Jan-2005]

Finally...
She though back to the past few days, where sleep had been scarce, until the previous night, the sleep had been welcoming.

She still had many things on her mind, yet, she seemed slightly more focused at the same time, almost as if she was resolved on what she would do. That said, she still needed her own time away to think and contemplate upon it all.

She made her way back to Strongholt from Trinsic, the General stating that he'd be safe, and made her way to the tavern, where she took a sat away from the... Clerics, and from Seon.

She stared blankly at the wall, recalling several events from the night, from the burning of a kilt within the Keg and Anchor, to some of the events that occured later.
HEY VISKO

She turned her head and noticed Seon who called her over to sit and drink with them. Them... the Cleric Kelen, stuck up in his own ways, seemed to follow things to the letter... the one under investigation... Nilarwen, she didn't quite know what to make of her, but she'd have to keep an eye out, could never be too careful in these times... and finally Seon. He's changed, and held a different air about him. A little too different for her own liking. She passed up the offer and left, she needed time on her own, the way things were running grated at her.

Back in her own room, she lay down and closed her eyes, relaxing, the last passages of the letter came to her mind.

...I cannot stay with him for much longer, and even though I wish to stay by his side till he passes, he wishes otherwise, that I fulfil my duty I have been set. Despite having wanted this posting for too long, reluctantly I have accepted it. I would rather that someone be with him in his last moments of his life and, although this may be too much to take in, and too short a time, it would perhaps ease his pain to know you are still alive, and where you have been, what you have done, that he may be proud that the Army survives still in Akalabeth.

Perhaps another time we shall meet, and fight side by side on the battlefield, with other faithful. Father surely has his place in the City of Steel, let us earn our own too.

Signed
Raugin Bludhaven
Sorceror of Kaldor

She slowly drifted to sleep, a slight smile on her face. Kaldor would grow strong and that would come to pass...

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