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The Never Ending Quest - Episode 17224

The spell that Jarlath was casting on the drum, in an attempt to determine its creator, was a slight worry, though.

But only a slight one.

Dragon magery was too sublte for these mere humans to be able to cipher out! Of that, the dragon was pretty sure of!

Well, if a dragon taught a human the ways of dragon magic..... But what fool of a dragon would dare do that!

Meanwhile

But it was so very hard for her, just the same. So in a soft voice, along with using a pencil (or a "graphite writing stick" that one man named Avon would call it) and pad of paper from Astra, Thessamer begins to depict Sir John with word and her artistic bent (her drawing talent had come up in casual conversation in the past)....

"I initially was drawn to him because not of his royal blood," Thessamer says softly, making a shading here and there, "Indeed, he was merely a commoner..... Something that put a damper on my attraction to him. But he was....very charming. Witty. Intelligent. And he appeared so kind. (Re: 404 and 1931) He courted me still. Courted and....won my affection."

Thessamer frowned, flushing a bit and feeling anger for having been fooled. She stops drawing for a moment, though the quick sketch is almost completed. He had been like from those secret, foolish dreams that kept haunting her after hearing that overly gushy bard singing about romance and true love! She.... she....couldn't be a closet romantic? No, impossible. She'd be a laughing stock in a nation of warrior woman....who looked down their noses as such nonsense. A vast step backwards into the barbarians lands, it would be!

She was a Aqualarian warrior princess....not some.....simpering lily maid in a foreign land's court!

That's why I knew he'd cast a spell on me! she told herself, Along with other things, I finally saw through him and broke off the engagement!

The lingering traces of feeling and such she put down as wisps of the spell she'd broken through....

Spell residue, it was called, she believed.

"And I soon found out he was also vindictive," Thessamer said, shaking her head, "That....his revenge showed. It also showed he was a rather good mage as well."

Andria, nods, and then catches a glimpse at who was on the paper. It gives her a nasty jolt, for she heard and seen pictures of this fellow....or somebody like him from Terra Prime (and her own world....point in fact....though only through pictures Probe shown her....soon after returning with them to Terra Prime). Astra saw Sir John as being in his early thirties (some ten years older than Thessamar), and perhaps a little reminiscent of the Master in his character and physical appearance. Or one particular Dragon (or dragon pretender), named....Minestus).


Meanwhile, the dragon is laughing softly, patting himself on his broad back over just how well he'd been able to alter Thessamer's memories......replacing some with entirely false ones, even!

Once he got her away from the others and diddle with her memories again, the dragon would have fun with some possum playing, blood garnered from a treacherous dragoness, and voila! The blood would get into a wound on Thessamer, allowing the blood curse to take hold!

Then, after a relatively short time the male dragon would have her, despite....rather annoying set backs before.

He so loved devious, complex plans!

He had plans for the others as well....but right now basked in the glow of his genius. And his arrogance....


Back in the cavern of the drum, Andrea hides her shock as well as she could. Thessamer didn't notice, she was remembering what Sir John had cast upon her. She looks off into the middle darkness, and seems to speak as if asleep. Not aware of what her hands were doing, apparently, Astra watches as Thessamer's hands proceed to erase her work and draw somebody else.....somebody rather familiar!

Joan also is rather familiar with the image herself. Should be, since she'd seen it before meeting Belboz and all that. Didn't particularly miss it, now. Rather happy with what she had now....really.

But she rather recognized that face!

Meanwhile, Fred and Velus are watching the pull out a rather familiar book (much like those found back in the Red Pyramid's library, Fred believed). Andrea and Jarlath look at each other in consternation. At the drum, which they'd finished up studying. Then back to Fred and Thesamer.

Velus and Fred look at each other and shrug, not knowing what to make of that.

  1. "May we talk with you three?" Astra, Jarlath, Joan, and Andrea ask together....blending voices rather harmoniously, if not intentionally.

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