Chapter 5: Aftermath of a Honeymoon
The Never Ending Quest - Episode 23071
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Fred screamed in pain and rage and loss; his sister, dear Rowena, was
dead. my damnation follows me wither I go and it has now cost me my
sister’s life! he thought most bitterly. He knew that to go any
further into his homeland would be murder. He could not risk the death of
his father or his mother, he could not risk bringing whatever evil still
clung to him into his very hearth and home.
A faint shadow crossed his bent knees and he looked up into the misty air. "You did this, didn’t you?" Capt. Locke wasn’t exactly asking a question, he was making an accusation. The soldier held his sword at his side, unsheathed. Fred didn’t know what to say, he knew in his heart that to deny it would be to lie, to confess his sin would bring immediate execution. Though damned Fred still desired to find some way to redeem himself. Before he could answer a new voice spoke: "What do you know of those sorcerers?!?" It was Oyael of the WhiteHand, and she held a most monstrous look upon her face. Duke Harold Halifax of Hindsight sat with his Lady Tabitha within the comfort of their thick-walled home, yet the Duke was far from comforted. "Only last night I jokingly thanked the rivers that Oyael was the only spellcaster in Hindsight! Did my very words bring this down upon us?!?" His wife looked at him with soft, sad eyes. To see such destruction, such death at her doorstep was a true hardship, to see her duke so ill at ease was also difficult, but worst of all was the feeling, the thought that it was she herself who had brought down this catastrophe. She had been dabbling in the Artes for some time, and from the start she had been hiding this terrible violation of the Law. She felt her life unraveling; first there was that bizarre accident with Madsen and Reeva, then her secret being found out by the merchant Logan Rhombus, and now this! And what exactly happened out there this morning? The report was mostly coherent, but how could such a thing be possible? The ability to move bodies from one place to another was a thing unheard of! No one had such power in all the known world. The flow of blood from Jarlath’s now-blinded eye had stopped, mostly. Annafrid was mostly calm. But Andrea Two kept pacing back and forth. "We can’t stay here ferev’r yah know," she growled. "The barbarians are sure t’ send out patrols." "They have Astra," said Jarlath. Those words said it all. He would not leave this world without her.
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