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<strong>And</strong> <strong>so</strong> <strong>it</strong> Begins………….<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : smiles to Master, rises quickly, turning on bare heels,<br />
hurries to the k<strong>it</strong>chen, humming <strong>so</strong>ftly...moves to the counter, stretching<br />
high, lifts Master's tankard from the shelf...looks inside the tankard, eyes<br />
widen seeing a scroll tucked inside....removes the scroll and checks the<br />
rim carefully, wipes the tankard and moves to the hearth....kneels upon the<br />
warm stones, carefully opens the spigot and fills the tankard...closes the<br />
spigot tightly then stands....turns carefully and moves to the counter<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : lifts the scroll carefully and hurries back to the<br />
Court, crosses quietly to Master, kneels upon the edge of the fur, holding<br />
the tankard tightly to her heart, whispers a prayer of health and<br />
happiness...places a kiss just below the rim before extending the tankard<br />
and scroll high to Master's reach, dark eyes sparkling<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : dez brings You room temp ale my Master, praying <strong>it</strong><br />
refreshes You this day and in <strong>so</strong>me small way dez has been pleasing in<br />
serve<br />
I turned a l<strong>it</strong>tle to take the drink from dez<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg smiles to Master, lowering hands to sik covered<br />
thighs, holding the scroll tightly<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : is there anything more dez may get You my Master ?<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : nay dez - released<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : yes my Master thank You for allowing dez to get<br />
Your ale<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg lays the scroll upon the fur, rises quickly and moves<br />
to Mistress Vala, kneels respectfully..thighs pressed, gaze lowered to the<br />
fur<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : may dez offer serve s<br />
Mistress?<br />
Valal‡‡FW : blackwine second in a bowl dez<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : yes Mistress
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg scoots back before rising, hurries to the k<strong>it</strong>chen in<br />
search of blackwine for Mistress..moves to the shelf, lifting on her toes,<br />
pulls a bowl from the shelf, wipes the bowl and moves to the heath...kneels<br />
lifting a ladle, stirs the blackwine then fills the bowl carefully....replaces<br />
the ladle and stands, holding the bowl tightly in both hands..moves to the<br />
court, crossing to Mistress Vala. kneels respectfully, lifts the bowl to Her<br />
reach, gaze lowers to the floor<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : dez brings You blackwine second Mistress, praying <strong>it</strong><br />
warms and refreshes You this day<br />
Valal‡‡FW : Ai dez could you put <strong>it</strong> <strong>so</strong>mewhere w<strong>it</strong>hin reach and safe<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : yes Mistress<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg moves to the low table near the fur, w<strong>it</strong>hin Mistress's<br />
reach, places the bowl upon the table's center, lowers hands to rest<br />
against her lap<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg rises quietly, steps back and turns on heels, hurries<br />
back to Master, kneels upon the edge of His fur..lifts the scroll slowly,<br />
looking at the ribbon tying the scroll and the wax seal, trying to figure out<br />
the signet in the wax<br />
Valal‡‡FW : At the moment I am travelling <strong>so</strong>uthwards in the NodrOrmr as<br />
is known by Marcanus<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : You can't reach the Thassa following<br />
lowing<br />
the Javlynn river to the sea - not navigable - and the canal is not yet built -<br />
You need to go back inland<br />
Valal‡‡FW : Think I will get back the way I came but what I fear the most is<br />
the Black Slavers on the Schendi<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : You have a long trip down the Thassa-<br />
Cartius first - before the jungles are reached<br />
Valal‡‡FW : My Father already mapped the Schendi<br />
Valal‡‡FW : I intend to go back out on the Thassa and meet up w<strong>it</strong>h the<br />
Knorr at Bazi<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg quickly lays the scroll close to Master, having made<br />
out a large S and a tarn...gasps, making out a snake on the signet in the<br />
wax intention, shivers
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : aye - travel north up the coast<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : what are you playing w<strong>it</strong>h dez?<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg looks to Master, lifts the scroll in fingertips<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : a scroll dez found inside Your tankard my Master<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : before or after you filled <strong>it</strong>???<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : <strong>it</strong> was in Your tankard before dez filled <strong>it</strong><br />
Valal‡‡FW Leans as I turn to take the bowl of blackwine, lifting <strong>it</strong> under the<br />
veil carefully taking sips<br />
Valal‡‡FW Looks at Talarius face... puzzled by the expression upon <strong>it</strong>...<br />
Valal‡‡FW Sips more of the blackwine<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB looks at the scroll dez has - takes and<br />
opens <strong>it</strong> .......<br />
Valal‡‡FW Drinking the remaining dregs of blackwine, placing the bowl<br />
back to the table...<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB looks through the scroll - tattered and<br />
frayed and ancient<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB reads down to the end of the scroll<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : .... by the PK's - this COULD be the<br />
scroll of Sangerm<strong>it</strong>t !!!<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg looks to Master...blinks<br />
Valal‡‡FW : Thought that was lost and in the C<strong>it</strong>y of the Dead<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB drags His racing mind away from the<br />
words on the scroll<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : I will need to run <strong>so</strong>me tests - compare<br />
the hand<br />
Valal‡‡FW : What was the seal like<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB rolls the scroll carefully and returns <strong>it</strong><br />
to <strong>it</strong>s waxed covering
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : ... <strong>it</strong> was not as I expected ...other<br />
...influences at work I think<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB ponders<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : I will work on <strong>it</strong> amongst My tomes …<br />
this is of great import<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg wonders what a sang erm <strong>it</strong>t is<br />
Valal‡‡FW : I heard that on earth where the barbarians come from a huge<br />
library existed but was destroyed<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : millennia ago - aye - excuse Me 10 ehn<br />
- I need to lock this <strong>so</strong>mewhere safe .......... ex<strong>it</strong>s to His desk in the Court<br />
Valal‡‡FW : dez the blackwine was most warming and welcome<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : is there anything more dez may get You Mistress?<br />
Valal‡‡FW : None dez<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : yes Mistress<br />
ďeźrä»HòTfg·яş·Vfg : smiles<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : returns looking perplexed and<br />
distracted - knowing the midnight oil will be burning till the dawn .......<br />
Valal‡‡FW : WB : Talarius: all safely locked away now<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : hummmm - aye - and a guard set by<br />
the door<br />
Ĵöąŋîę¤Ĵēl¤Veń : what Ya got locked up?<br />
Valal‡‡FW : I wish you luck in finding <strong>it</strong>s secrets Talarius<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : tis of interest only to Scribes - and<br />
perhaps the Wh<strong>it</strong>es too<br />
Ĵöąŋîę¤Ĵēl¤Veń : oh now im really nosey<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : for tis wr<strong>it</strong>ten in "Old Gorean" runes
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB later, having bidden<br />
My farewells to the FreeWomen and returned to the<br />
small room that serves as office in the Court, I take out<br />
the scroll and wonder what fate has carried <strong>it</strong> here. The<br />
only time <strong>it</strong>s name was spoken before was in jest ...<br />
dezra asking “anything else Master?” ... My reply<br />
along the lines of " ... aye, find Me the Lost Scroll of<br />
Sangerm<strong>it</strong>t ... " chuckles.<br />
I consider .... who heard My words in that crowded Court and acted on<br />
them? A Guest, Guard, one of the Home, Free or slave .... not dezra, she<br />
values her hide too well to keep a secret from Me. I return to My<br />
interpretation of the scroll .... damn this ancient script ... there are parts<br />
yet unclear to Me ....<br />
W<strong>it</strong>h a sigh I return <strong>it</strong> to <strong>it</strong>'s casing, having copied down as much as I can<br />
decipher ... a sigh born of frustration and a realisation where My next<br />
steps should take Me ... Lar-Torvis lights the room ... where went the<br />
night??? I summon a Guard to accompany Me and, scroll in hand, walk<br />
through the empty Court and out into the street.<br />
There is l<strong>it</strong>tle on the streets as We walk to the Cylinders, following the<br />
<strong>so</strong>unds of chanting and bells. At the Cylinder of Castes We ascend the<br />
outer stairwell, receiving nods from the Guards at each level until<br />
reaching the uppermost floor, there to be received by a young In<strong>it</strong>iate who<br />
enquires pol<strong>it</strong>ely Our business.<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : I am here to see Quintus, tell Him <strong>it</strong> is a<br />
matter of great urgency that We must discuss.<br />
The boy retires behind the heavy door and, after a delay of <strong>so</strong>me ehn, reappears<br />
to inv<strong>it</strong>e Me, though not of course the Warrior, inside.<br />
I see Quintus, High In<strong>it</strong>iate of Ven'dara wa<strong>it</strong>ing to receive Me, a <strong>so</strong>ur look<br />
of displeasure on His face.<br />
Qùîñtùs¤Veńdårä¤HI : I trust this matter You bring to Me is of sufficient<br />
importance to draw Me away from the Morning Devotions?
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : A pleasant morning to<br />
You too Quintus, aye, I believe <strong>it</strong> could be, or rather this<br />
could be ... I take out the scroll and pass <strong>it</strong> to Him.<br />
Qùîñtùs¤Veńdårä¤HI takes the scroll from the Scribe and<br />
scans <strong>it</strong> quickly<br />
Qùîñtùs¤Veńdårä¤HI : ... hummmm The Scroll of Sangerm<strong>it</strong>t, such as turns<br />
up many times at a Sardar Fair ... laughs ... a well made forgery I grant<br />
You ... <strong>so</strong>me Scribe made a goodly prof<strong>it</strong> from Your purse I think !!<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB : I paid nothing for <strong>it</strong>, <strong>it</strong> appeared<br />
mysteriously, and, having had more time to study <strong>it</strong> than You, I think Your<br />
decision as to <strong>it</strong>'s verac<strong>it</strong>y a l<strong>it</strong>tle hasty ....<br />
.<br />
see here ... My finger indicates<br />
.... and this wording here ... and the seal <strong>it</strong>self ..... and there is this section<br />
that My knowledge of the ancient runic system is not strong enough to<br />
translate w<strong>it</strong>h certainty.<br />
I see the High In<strong>it</strong>iate's eyes widen as He peers at the scratchings on the<br />
scroll and mumbles His way <strong>so</strong>ftly through what <strong>so</strong>und almost like<br />
incantations<br />
Qùîñtùs¤Veńdårä¤HI : Follow Me, if You will, Talarius ... We need to be<br />
sure and authenticate this against the scrolls held in the Wh<strong>it</strong>e Library<br />
here ... I pray that the manuscripts I seek are still held w<strong>it</strong>hin .........<br />
Tålãríùs~FC~Añéé§hã~Véñ~AMB nods ... and follows Quintus through two<br />
rooms into a darkened chamber, <strong>it</strong>s walls lined w<strong>it</strong>h scrolls, that few, if<br />
any, outside the Blessed Caste have seen ....
Chapter 2<br />
It was now the month of Se'Var, the warmth of the Summer long past. I had left the<br />
scroll, reluctantly, in the care of Quintus on His promise to verify <strong>it</strong>s authentic<strong>it</strong>y<br />
and check Our tentative translation of one of <strong>it</strong>s more archaic passages. I had<br />
heard nothing more from Him on the matter, all My enquiries being met w<strong>it</strong>h<br />
enigmatic and obviously delaying answers, but C<strong>it</strong>y matters had al<strong>so</strong> been<br />
diverting My attention.<br />
I had taken dezra, and a new slave rose, on a tour of Ven'dara. After vis<strong>it</strong>ing the<br />
slave market, w<strong>it</strong>h a view to re-enforcing to rose the consequence of<br />
di<strong>so</strong>bedience after the incident in the Bazaar, I continued the tour.<br />
I follow the walls east - past the new hosp<strong>it</strong>al close to completion and past<br />
Kyrielle's cottage<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB then turn towards Sar's gate, crossing the busy<br />
street into Temple Square<br />
«dezrá»HoT?fg¤Vfg hurries to catch up w<strong>it</strong>h Master, keeping three paces behind<br />
His left, waves to a passing Court Guard<br />
rose¤Veñdara¤ws walks behind dezra and looks towards the next buildings,<br />
moves quicker to follow Master<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB this is a pleace of peace and mystery - the<br />
temples of a dozen sects - a massive central plinth always a fire in the bowl<br />
above <strong>it</strong><br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB : you will not know these gods rose, they are<br />
fierce and fickle<br />
rose¤Veñdara¤ws observes that special place and listens to Masters voice, tries<br />
to understand Him again<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB takes a handfull of sa tarna grain from a dish<br />
and sprinkles <strong>it</strong> into a flame that issues from a crack in the ground - makes a<br />
sign as <strong>it</strong> burns, crackling<br />
rose¤Veñdara¤ws watches intently Masters movements and swallows <strong>so</strong>ftly<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB : what I do not understand I try to appease
«dezrá»HoT?fg¤Vfg looks to the left, eyes widen....leans closer to<br />
Master,,whispers <strong>so</strong>ftly..<br />
isn't that Your In<strong>it</strong>iate Friend my Master?<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB I murmer to Myself, an In<strong>it</strong>iate, here, unlikely.<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB I look round for wh<strong>it</strong>e robes, I have no In<strong>it</strong>iate I<br />
would call "friend",<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB but there is now One approaching, tis not<br />
Quintus, this one looks nervous, His scrawny neck twisting as He looks about as<br />
if fearing discovery<br />
Gallus~Ven~I : Talarius? His voice questioning, I nod, I must speak w<strong>it</strong>h You<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB The Scroll? the matter had been on My mind<br />
Gallus~Ven~I flinches and puts a long finger to His lips, looks at the kajirae and<br />
adds ... alone.
The In<strong>it</strong>iate turned and, beckoned that I was to follow. His beady eyes<br />
sw<strong>it</strong>ched to the slaves and I almost thought I saw a flicker of lust cross his<br />
stony countenance. He beckoned me to follow and disappeared between<br />
the twin flames of the Vault of Kamash, down the steps that led into <strong>it</strong>s<br />
underground chamber. I followed warily and alone, in the chamber, we<br />
talked.<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB : <strong>so</strong> … the Scroll of Sangerm<strong>it</strong>t – aye?<br />
Gallus~Ven~I : You will never see <strong>it</strong> again, whatever Quintus has told you<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB seeing the look of disbelief on my face<br />
he continued …<br />
Gallus~Ven~I : It will NEVER ER see the light of day again!<br />
He paused, shocked by his own raised voice<br />
Gallus~Ven~I : The Scroll was deciphered, then the code hidden w<strong>it</strong>hin <strong>it</strong><br />
was broken, this is the translated passage that concerns us<br />
He handed me a sheet of rence as I wondered why he now saw us as<br />
sharing <strong>so</strong>me common cause, I took the parchment and read ….<br />
I had heard that there was <strong>so</strong>me discord amongst the ranks of the Blessed<br />
Ones, of a sect known as the “Revisionists” who questioned the primacy of<br />
the Priest Kings. The scroll described a place and not <strong>so</strong>me ancient Scribe<br />
or In<strong>it</strong>iate. Sanger M<strong>it</strong>t, “overreaching cliff” was one interpretation of that<br />
word. It seems that long ago a craft of the “Others” crashed there, an<br />
accident of <strong>so</strong>me <strong>so</strong>rt or the Priest Kings by now would have vaporised <strong>it</strong>.<br />
I wondered at the author of that Scroll, his motives, certainly he was<br />
skilled to encode the scroll’s real message <strong>so</strong> well that <strong>it</strong> escaped the<br />
notice of those few In<strong>it</strong>iates who must have seen <strong>it</strong> <strong>so</strong> long ago, before <strong>it</strong><br />
vanished into the mists of legend.<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB : Why was the Sangerm<strong>it</strong>t Scroll brought<br />
to me in the first place? Your doing??<br />
Gallus~Ven~I : No, , we thought <strong>it</strong> lost, but the Dark Ones have agents too.<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB : I can see why this would interest the<br />
Revisionists<br />
My comment h<strong>it</strong> home and he winced before replying
Gallus~Ven~I : We are under too close observation to act, but Quintus is<br />
organising an exped<strong>it</strong>ion to locate the vessel and ensure <strong>it</strong>, and <strong>it</strong>s<br />
contents are destroyed. For whatever rea<strong>so</strong>n you were chosen, will you<br />
help us to discover the truth of this?<br />
Was I now a pawn in the war between Priest Kings and Kurii? Or were They<br />
l<strong>it</strong>tle concerned in the doctrinal squabbles of men?? No matter, I seemed<br />
to have been “selected” and my curios<strong>it</strong>y drove me.<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB : I nodded once, he went to take my hand<br />
but pulled back and simply said “We thank you” and quickly departed.<br />
I knew the rea<strong>so</strong>n that the scroll had found me … the craft had found <strong>it</strong>s<br />
resting place deep in the Dara mountains, just a few hundred pasang<br />
north. I would go, and what better “cover” than to take along my treasure<br />
hunting Akab and a few others from Ven’dara …. Aye, a small party on an<br />
excursion into the mountains would draw l<strong>it</strong>tle suspicion, or <strong>so</strong> I thought …<br />
I went to seek out KoHr ………..
Chapter 3<br />
Leaving Temple Square w<strong>it</strong>h my mind still racing, I went to seek out a map<br />
w<strong>it</strong>h which to discuss a route w<strong>it</strong>h KoHr. On the vast shelves of the C<strong>it</strong>y<br />
Library I found what I <strong>so</strong>ught and took <strong>it</strong> to a desk to peruse.<br />
I unrolled the map and began tracing the route We would follow. It would<br />
take Us through the Hafner Valley & after a hundred pasang reach Tumis<br />
Tera at the base of Mt. Tucumcari . We would continue on the road to the<br />
Sardar a further hundred and twenty pasang then turn off along the<br />
seldom used road that led back to the Thassa which We would continue to<br />
follow for a further fifty pasang, then, at the P<strong>it</strong> of the Dead, We would<br />
strike North, following no road that I could see …<br />
I looked closer at the map, <strong>it</strong> seemed to fold and blur before my eyes, a<br />
dull glow burning on the spot where Sanger M<strong>it</strong>t should be ……<br />
I fell back away from the desk, sending the chair spinning to the alarm of<br />
those nearby, and looked again at the scroll …. simply a map. I rolled <strong>it</strong>
and dropped <strong>it</strong> into a scrollcase and, w<strong>it</strong>h apologies for shattering the<br />
academic quiet of the place, left.<br />
I crossed the town again to reach the dwelling of KoHr and was <strong>so</strong>on<br />
talking w<strong>it</strong>h him across a wide temwood table in his study. Aiken, having<br />
received my message, hurried to join the conference.<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB : Brothers I called You here as I need<br />
the help of a few I can trust implic<strong>it</strong>ly and I do not conceal the fact that I<br />
could be putting You Both in real peril.<br />
I outlined to them all that had learned and how I came by <strong>it</strong>, leaving out no<br />
details or doubts that I possessed. Staunch Fellows both, they gave their<br />
uncond<strong>it</strong>ional support, covering up their own misgivings w<strong>it</strong>h jokes and<br />
banter.<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB : Akab KoHr, could You take Your tarn<br />
up there, You know those hills better than I from Your travels and will<br />
attract less attention than others. Try to find out the lie of the land, stay<br />
away from the s<strong>it</strong>e though, just find out what might awa<strong>it</strong> Us in that area<br />
around the P<strong>it</strong> of the Dead and North of there when We leave the road.<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB : Akab Aiken, I will entrust to You the<br />
task of quietly gathering up transport and provisions for the journey.<br />
Sufficient for six travellers perhaps as I am yet unsure who else We may<br />
have need of. I am thinking of bosk wagons and that We may be best<br />
travelling in disguise.<br />
Aiken looked to Me and, knowing His expertise w<strong>it</strong>h Tarns and His<br />
probable bemusement as to the request for Bosk wagons… I continued<br />
speaking…<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB : I can see the thought race through<br />
Your mind Akab but whilst I know tarns would be far faster, a party of<br />
High Caste in the air over that location would likely attract unwanted<br />
attention.<br />
Both Men nodded and, after <strong>so</strong>me more talk on the details, w<strong>it</strong>h a clasp of<br />
hands the company dispersed.
Chapter 4<br />
Having heard My Akab’s story and agreeing to accompany Him on His<br />
quest We sealed Our pact by firmly clasping Our left hands in a tri-way<br />
handshake whilst placing Our right hands on Our hearts as a sign of<br />
<strong>so</strong>lidar<strong>it</strong>y,<br />
We promised to keep in touch, but not meet again until Talarius gave word<br />
that our adventure was to begin… l<strong>it</strong>tle did I realise where this adventure<br />
would take us.<br />
I hoped to slip from KoHr’s House unnoticed, I was on foot and his House<br />
wasn't far from Mine. I owned warehouses on the docks beside the canal<br />
and, having agreed to provide transport for the undertaking, as I made My<br />
way Home was deep in thought on how to arrange the removal of<br />
merchandise w<strong>it</strong>hout arousing undue suspicion. Various ideas of what I<br />
would say to Tanga My trusty Master at Arms which would explain My<br />
actions ran through My head, in the end I decided I would tell him I was<br />
planning a trip to the Sardar.<br />
Some sixth sense must have been w<strong>it</strong>h me this night as I saw the shadow of<br />
a raised arm on the wall oppos<strong>it</strong>e, I threw Myself to the floor and rolled,<br />
then heard the thud as a quiva embedded <strong>it</strong>self in a window shutter<br />
oppos<strong>it</strong>e. Coming to My feet and drawing My sword I was just in time to<br />
see a shadowy figure disappear between two shops. Dusting Myself off I<br />
moved over and pulled the quiva from <strong>it</strong>s resting place.<br />
Carefully I inspected <strong>it</strong>; turning <strong>it</strong> over in My hands I looked closely, as<br />
closely as the light would allow Me too. I was intrigued, would the quiva<br />
bear a clue to <strong>it</strong>s owner; I was not surprised to see <strong>it</strong> was unmarked, I<br />
chuckled and shrugged My shoulders… <strong>so</strong>, My involvement was known.<br />
Next morning I awoke late, celena was still sleeping, I leaned down to kiss<br />
the tip of the pert nose peeking just above the top of her cover, she<br />
moaned and, changing My mind I decided to leave her to sleep.<br />
I washed, dressed and munched hungrily on a slice of Sa Tarna bread for<br />
breakfast.<br />
Walking down to the docks I was even more vigilant than usual, and<br />
viewed every one I saw w<strong>it</strong>h suspicion, reaching the warehouses I called<br />
My trusted Master At Arms to Me.
Tanga_Ven_MA : Run this by Me again, Your taking time away to go to the<br />
Sardar Mountains?.<br />
I could hear the astonishment in his voice.<br />
Aiken_Ven_ AoF, Its about time, I said, Every man must eventually make<br />
this pilgrimage, You have done <strong>it</strong> haven't You?.<br />
Tanga_Ven_MA, Aye that I have, and who will run Your business while<br />
We’re away?.<br />
This was the part of the discussion I dreaded.<br />
Aiken_Ven_ AoF, Actually Tanga Your not going!. He looked at Me<br />
astounded, I continued to speak …I I need you here to look after My<br />
business, and like You just adm<strong>it</strong>ted You have already made the trip.<br />
Tanga_Ven_MA, aye but...... He started to protest and I held up My hand<br />
stopping him in mid flow.<br />
Aiken_Ven_AoF, Here's what I want you to do. Nodding He listened<br />
intently as I revealed My orders to Him. Have two bosk wagons each<br />
w<strong>it</strong>h four bosk ready to move at a moments notice, that moment will be a<br />
word from Me.<br />
I al<strong>so</strong> told Him to load each wagon w<strong>it</strong>h food and drink provisions for up<br />
to two weeks.<br />
We parted company, His hand placed <strong>so</strong>lidly upon My shoulder as I<br />
turned away showed His Loyalty and His concern for My well being, I<br />
knew this Man Whom I have trusted for many years would not let Me<br />
down.<br />
My voice carried back to Him as I moved on down the path ,.,,<br />
Aiken_Ven_AoF, Do not worry, I will be in touch !!<br />
W<strong>it</strong>h many thoughts and plans in My mind I mentally listed My prior<strong>it</strong>ies<br />
and proceeded to carry them out.<br />
My first port of call was to the Seamstress Shop.
Entering the small shop a Woman swiftly approached Me. I took Her to be<br />
the Seamstress and eager for work as She hardly gave Me time to close<br />
the door behind Me before sweeping into explanations of Her wares.<br />
Interrupting Her pol<strong>it</strong>ely, I commenced to put into play the story I had<br />
concocted.<br />
Aiken_Ven_AoF, A nephew of Mine is studying to become an In<strong>it</strong>iate and<br />
as a surprise I want to give Him a new set of wh<strong>it</strong>e robes as bef<strong>it</strong>s a<br />
member of that celibate Caste..<br />
Lyt<strong>it</strong>ia_Ven_S, Just one set? she asked, looking disappointed.<br />
Aiken_Ven_AoF, I will purchase three sets if you can have them ready for<br />
tomorrow morning. I would swear I could see Her eyes light up at the<br />
prospect of such a sale<br />
Lyt<strong>it</strong>ia_Ven_S, Ahhh a rush order, I haven't had one of them since the Sar<br />
had that....She stopped, then smiled and said, aye I think I can manage that<br />
for You.<br />
I paid her well and she told me the robes would be ready the next morning,<br />
I figured having <strong>so</strong>me In<strong>it</strong>iates Wh<strong>it</strong>e robes might come in handy as a<br />
deception.<br />
Next on My list would be to arrange for a crate containing an as<strong>so</strong>rtment<br />
of weapons sent from My flag ship to the warehouse, <strong>it</strong> was to be labelled<br />
‘siriks’ and ‘Tahari walking chains’. No point advertising the crates true<br />
content, but the weight would be similar.<br />
I pondered last nights events and My, almost meeting w<strong>it</strong>h the quiva … Now<br />
all was ready, <strong>it</strong> just needed the signal from My Akab and, for Me to stay<br />
alive, and We would be on Our way.<br />
Two days had passed, I had received word that Aiken had organised<br />
everything that was needed for the exped<strong>it</strong>ion and more besides. The<br />
attempt on His life could mean that our intentions were known. That
concerned me greatly, but there was a greater concern. KoHr was already<br />
10 ahn overdue from his reconno<strong>it</strong>re of our destination.<br />
Though <strong>it</strong> was now well into the night I wrote and sent by messenger a<br />
sealed scroll to Jelnate.<br />
The morning light found <strong>it</strong>s way through the heavy drapes over the<br />
window...<br />
Jè£naté¤Veñdara¤G: Where went the night?<br />
A thought merely spoken aloud, yet <strong>it</strong> reverberates through My<br />
bedchamber emphasising the silence in the stillness of dawn…<br />
I rise and dress in drab brown sackcloth trousers, pull on worn boots and<br />
grab the wool cloak purchased from an old man wandering the alley near<br />
the docks. No doubt <strong>it</strong> has never known the feel of hot <strong>so</strong>apy water since<br />
the threads were woven. Perhaps the smell will not draw any unwanted<br />
sleen on this l<strong>it</strong>tle adventure.<br />
W<strong>it</strong>h My sword sheathed to My right hip I toss the cloak over My shoulder<br />
grasp a sleen knife and sheath <strong>it</strong> tucking <strong>it</strong> firmly into My left boot top<br />
then, pulling the tattered legging over the boot top and taking a deep<br />
breath, I set out to find Talarius.<br />
My Guard Garius, no doubt from His expression, has reservations as to<br />
the rea<strong>so</strong>n for My attire but says nothing as I leave specific instructions<br />
w<strong>it</strong>h Him that He is to per<strong>so</strong>nally keep watch over najma until My unknown<br />
return.<br />
I place a scroll, sealed w<strong>it</strong>h My per<strong>so</strong>nal insignia, into His hand and have<br />
no concerns He will know what to do w<strong>it</strong>h that scroll should I not return<br />
for whatever rea<strong>so</strong>n. W<strong>it</strong>h a curt nod to Him I turn and make My way<br />
through the front door.<br />
Turning left onto the Street of Silks pulling the hood of the cloak over My<br />
head, I make My way for the center of the C<strong>it</strong>y, nodding to the C<strong>it</strong>y Patrols<br />
along the way and chuckling to Myself as various reactions to My attire
and then acknowledgements of recogn<strong>it</strong>ion cross their faces. I return<br />
slightly delayed salutes and make My way through the C<strong>it</strong>y Cylinders<br />
which assists in cutting both time and distance for Sar's Villa. I approach<br />
the gates to find the Guards on their toes, a very welcomed sight for once.<br />
I wonder where exactly I am to meet up w<strong>it</strong>h Talarius, Aiken and KoHr, <strong>so</strong> I<br />
linger at the gates like a common beggar wa<strong>it</strong>ing for a handout until one of<br />
the Guards approaches Me and ask what business I have at Sars Villa.<br />
Keeping the hood slightly pulled down to cover My face, I step towards the<br />
Guard, undoubtedly <strong>so</strong>mething He was not expecting and the ring of steel<br />
fills the cool morning air as several swords in uni<strong>so</strong>n are pulled.<br />
I step closer; pulling the hood back and the Guards lower their weapons<br />
and mumble apologies as I speak…<br />
Jè£naté¤Veñ’dara¤G: Has Talarius the AMB been seen or, left word or<br />
message for Me?<br />
The Guards immediate reply assures Me They are as much in the dark<br />
about what is going on and My attire this morning as I; and as for where I<br />
am to meet w<strong>it</strong>h Talarius, Aiken and KoHr, I am now none the wiser.<br />
Nodding to the Guards, I pull the hood back over My head and lean<br />
against the wall, wa<strong>it</strong>ing for Any or All of My cohorts to arrive.<br />
From the corner of My eye, I notice a odd looking bunch on a wagon<br />
coming through the Ar gate which moves swiftly past Me and continues on<br />
turning <strong>so</strong>me distance ahead towards DownWinds.<br />
Instinct takes over and, already moving from where I leant against the wall<br />
I shout to the Guards a clear concise order…<br />
Jè£naté¤Veñ’dara¤G: Should the AMB arrive, inform Him I will return<br />
shortly …<br />
The words hardly finished speaking I toss back the hood, and head w<strong>it</strong>h<br />
haste for the DownWind area.<br />
Enlisting a group of 6 C<strong>it</strong>y Patrols along the way & setting one of the<br />
Guards off to gather several officers and a squad of mil<strong>it</strong>ia I begin to<br />
wonder …could this could be the *shipment* heard tell about by one of the<br />
regulars from the docks.
No doubt innocent bystanders had their own ideas as to what was going<br />
on as I strode past dressed in less then C<strong>it</strong>y issue Mil<strong>it</strong>ary attire and<br />
thrust a path through the Bazaar w<strong>it</strong>h a troupe of C<strong>it</strong>y Patrol and several<br />
mil<strong>it</strong>ia lagging <strong>so</strong>mewhat behind.<br />
Having momentarily lost sight of the wagon whilst moving through the<br />
throngs of people in the act of setting up their stalls I <strong>so</strong>on caught up w<strong>it</strong>h<br />
<strong>it</strong> in time to see <strong>it</strong> turning for DownWinds and slowed in My pace just as<br />
one of them jumped off the wagon and fell to the ground.<br />
I approached the Man as He fell, My left hand instantly going for My<br />
sword under the cloak as the Guards and Officers gathered around. We<br />
ALL had the same expression I am sure when the Man asked for<br />
protection and requested to speak per<strong>so</strong>nally w<strong>it</strong>h the One in charge.<br />
No doubt this Man was not a regular in the C<strong>it</strong>y however, could He<br />
possibly be worth <strong>so</strong>mething. I had no rea<strong>so</strong>n to give My ident<strong>it</strong>y to the<br />
Man, certainly not dressed as I was.<br />
Jè£naté¤Veñdara¤G: Guards…Take this Man to the General's office, see He<br />
is fed and given drink, and remain w<strong>it</strong>h Him, for His protection.<br />
I turn away before the Guards can say or do anything lest My ident<strong>it</strong>y be<br />
given away, this matter can wa<strong>it</strong>, I have a date w<strong>it</strong>h the C<strong>it</strong>y<br />
Ambassador......<br />
Dawn crept slowly across the C<strong>it</strong>y heralding the onset of a new day. A<br />
chill wind whipped up dust about the streets as We set out; only three Free<br />
Men in two wagons drawn by teams of bosk; of KoHr there was still no<br />
word. It was w<strong>it</strong>h a <strong>so</strong>me sense of foreboding We donned the In<strong>it</strong>iates<br />
robes brought by Aiken and carefully drew the wh<strong>it</strong>e cowls over Our<br />
heads to cover Our unshaven pates.<br />
To the eyes of the Guards and any others that would look upon us We<br />
would simply be a party of Blessed Ones en route to the Sardar.
At the 6 th Ahn We took Our leave of the C<strong>it</strong>y via the River Gate and,<br />
crossing the drawbridge which spanned the Javlynn River, set forth on<br />
Our journey.<br />
Jelnate and I were in the lead wagon and, following the road that would<br />
take Us to the Hafner Valley and Tumis Tera one hundred pasang distant,<br />
We exchanged thoughts.<br />
Jè£naté¤Veñdara¤G: A good place to set an ambush Akab!<br />
I followed His gaze; the<br />
road had left the forest<br />
canopy and was rising<br />
towards a narrow pass, the<br />
foothills of the Dara range<br />
rising on the horizon.<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB: There are likely better ones to come<br />
Akab, this part of Our route is at least well travelled. Did You find out any<br />
more from that Stranger who “fell” into Your hands?<br />
Jè£naté¤Veñdara¤G: Nay, <strong>it</strong> was strange, My Men reported that He was<br />
incoherent, almost terrified, but would add no more than was in that note.<br />
I looked again at the scrap of rence the General’s Guards had brought<br />
Him, perhaps the sense of <strong>it</strong> would become clearer as Our journey<br />
unfolded.<br />
By pushing the animals hard We reached the lake South West of Tumis<br />
Tera as darkness fell. Rather than travel for another two ahn in almost<br />
p<strong>it</strong>ch blackness to reach the village, We decided to make camp and eat.<br />
Close to the lake shore We set a small fire screening <strong>it</strong> from the road w<strong>it</strong>h<br />
the wagons, here We prepared and ate a simple meal. I took the first watch
whilst Aiken and Jelnate rested in the wagons. W<strong>it</strong>h a sword at My side<br />
and eyes straining to see beyond the fire’s faint circle of light out into the<br />
blackness I remained alert listening for the merest <strong>so</strong>und.<br />
A sudden sharp crack echoed through the emptiness of the night;<br />
instantly I rose; arm raised sword in hand and awa<strong>it</strong>ed whatever or<br />
Whoever would come My way. I cannot deny <strong>it</strong> was w<strong>it</strong>h <strong>so</strong>me modicum of<br />
relief I saw Aiken stride from the darkness toward Me.<br />
Talarius~FC~Aneesha~Ven~AMB: You were very nearly the holiest of<br />
Iniates Akab!!!<br />
Aiken¤Veñdara¤Aof: I didn’t mean to startle You Akab, My watch I believe<br />
lieve!<br />
Rest well Talarius; for tomorrow may be a long day.<br />
Feeling <strong>so</strong>mewhat fatigued after the journey and the watch; I headed for<br />
the wagon and <strong>so</strong>me rest.<br />
The suns rays broke through the darkness as Jelnate roused Aiken and I<br />
from our slumbers.<br />
Jè£naté¤Veñdara¤G: My Brothers, the night passed uneventfully, dawn is<br />
breaking and the sun will <strong>so</strong>on rise above the side of the valley; We<br />
should break camp and continue on Our way.<br />
Aiken and I mumbled Our agreement and once We had partaken of <strong>so</strong>me<br />
stewed Black Wine, remains left by the fires embers from the previous<br />
evenings repast, We climbed onto the Wagons and pointed the Bosk in the<br />
direction of Tumis Tera.