Rooftop Encounter
The Never Ending Quest - Episode 13388
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Though the hotel he ended up in wasn't that nice, it was serviceable
enough that Edgar didn't particularly care. It was mostly clean, and
didn't seem to be infested with anything, so that took care of whatever
concerns he might have had. He eagerly flopped onto the bed and set about
getting the sleep he desperately needed as he turned out the light. I was out for almost two days. It didn't really matter, I guess. I'd thrown just enough money at the clerk that he wouldn't care and I've come to trust my ability to wake up just as trouble comes my way. I've had to sleep like this before, too. Every injury I've had since discovering what I am has healed completely, much faster than it should, but it takes a lot out of me and leaves me feeling like I've gone on a bender. Sleep seems to be the only thing that helps. Edgar was fresh out of the shower and putting on his clothes when something shook the ceiling, pieces of plaster falling down. A shiver ran down his spine, and he pulled on his shoes and dashed for the door. Reaching the staircase, he moved to go down it but something, maybe curiosity, got the better of him and he started to climb the stairs towards the roof and the disturbance. Reaching the final landing, he saw a number of men, Donel amongst them, arguing with a single nordic looking man. He was tall, long-haired and bearded. The argument seemed to end as the man stepped onto the ledge, gave a smug salute, and took one step backwards. He was out of sight in an eyeblink, falling. The men looked agitated, and gestured wildly at each other, discussing something, and Donel, calm as death, looked directly at where Edgar was standing. He nodded, and leaving the other men to their discussion, walked over. Edgar sputtered, then managed to speak. "Who...who was that man?" "That was your father. It seems we found him before you did." "Why aren't you going after him?" "He and I...have an understanding." "What about them?" "They are in no position to pursue Chamuel. In fact, they have other problems. You see, the reason your father was here was quite dire. He has just proven to us that the leader of the Serafim in this city was in league with the Fallen. Ksophgiel, the body you see there, fell from grace in the pursuit of the Second War. He could not understand that some paths are ones we were not meant to take. He no longer serves his purpose, and thus he has been removed. The disturbing thing your father revealed, though, was that Ksophgiel had help, and that there are others..." It was then that Edgar noticed a young woman who was not a part of the phrenetic discussion. She looked worried, but she walked over to where Donel and Edgar were standing. Turning to Donel, she spoke. "I don't understand him. After all he's been through, he keeps going. He's not fighting for you, and he's not fighting for them, but he's fighting for something." Donel stroked his beard. "Yes, Chamuel is a riddle. By all means I should remove him for deserting his duty, but somehow he serves a purpose. What that purpose is, though, we may well need to find out if we are to purge my fellow Serafim of the cancer that is festering..." The woman looked to Edgar, and grew even more worried. "Who is this?" "If you missed the family resemblance," Donel murmured, "this is Chamuel's son..." The woman gasped, then spoke.
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