| Letting out a breath, Kendra lay the quill down on the desk, and read over the letter she had just signed.
Dear Kaelyn,
It pains me to have sat by, while others risk their lives for the defence of Magincia, and potentially, the whole land. Though, I gather the battle hasn't fared any the worse for my absence.
I do offer some good news, however. Not to mention a silver lining to my my research.
Using the magic-negating properties of Blackrock, I am confident that it could be used to collapse the moongate, thus stemming the tide of the invasion.
I can see you frowning at that, Captain. I understand the fears that are raised in people by Blackrock, almost as much as I understand the material itself.
While I won't deny that there is a risk of an unstable reaction, I am certain that the scale of it would not be widely devastating. I am certain that the samples I've been able to acquire are not pure enough to threaten anything beyond the immediate area, should such an event occur, which I consider unlikely enough to suggest it in the first place.
In the unlikely event, would it not be a small victory in itself, for the moongate to be lost beneath the waves?
While it would warm my heart to have an escort to the gate, it may be safer for me to approach the gate alone, under cover of darkness. Avoiding the demons, rather than attracting their attention with unnecessary fighting, would give a better chance of reaching the gate overall. Though, I would welcome your input on the matter.
It will take several hours to prepare, by which time you will likely be on duty.
Signed,
Kendra Duallain.
Not for the first time, she fought down the urge to burn the letter, and pretend she had no idea of how to close the gate.
Entering a demon-infested jungle, on its own, wasn't exactly something she was in a hurry to do. Much less doing so, while carrying a piece of the most dangerous substance in the land, with the only reward for reaching her destination being another gamble with her life.
Her eyes flicked to another letter, already sealed within an envelope, addressed to her sister.
“Just in case,” she whispered, trying to convince herself to think a little positively. Just because success wasn't guaranteed, didn't mean that failure was.
Reaching across the desk, she pulled over another sheet, and began writing another letter.
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You unearth a large piece of blackrock!
You carefully place it in your backpack.
You see: a blackrock elemental
You are dead. |