CYRAN
'She sings well', Hustin says. 'Your mouth is open', I snap and Laen laughs. 'He's been ogling at her since when she arrived. She's real pretty, though. We haven't had one of those in a while', Allos says. I bristle at him, 'Hey back off!' 'Shut the fuck up, Al', Gylen says briskly, and he raises his hands in surrender. 'They've been on the juice for a while now. You can't blame them', he says to me. I peer at the bottles around us, and I count twelve. 'Allos had the most of them', Pedran points out. 'You barely had two. Go on, elf, drink up!' Seirmon says and hands me a bottle. 'I hear elves don't get intoxicated. That true?' Allos inquires.
I reflect back at the Fall festival last year, when Saelyna had drunk herself to stupor. 'Yes, I suppose. Halden mead however, it takes a toll. It's brewed from the barks of the willan tree, grown on Mount Iden. I suppose it has magical properties. It's the only thing that gets us really high', I tell him. 'We'
KEILENThe cold breeze whipping against my face and sifting through my hair is something I've missed for a long while. The feeling of flying, being invincible, being free.She likes it as well. I named her Varga after the fifth god of men. I still chuckle at what I expect would be the look on father's face when he sees I've bonded and named her after the goddess of destruction. It used to be a past time, pissing off the elders of the pack. It got boring eventually; most of them have died off anyway. Now riding and exploring, it had its thrills. Especially when it has to do with secrets.Varga doesn't follow the forest paths. She weaves through the trees and speeds like an arrow, or faster, following my directions. I'm going by partial memory, and I hope I'd recall where it was. My eyes stream with tears that the wind digs out, but I can see clearly; I can see the jagged peaks of the Forsaken Fortress rise above the trees. 
CAIVANI've only been to the festival in Qarax twice; once when I was little and once two years before. It basically shares the same preparations with the other towns and cities across Quindar, but on a much larger scale.This year, the lords of the four cities in Quindar are invited. Their entourage arrived one after the other; the lords of Yindel and Hallos arrived yesterday, Tussel and Baldridge arrived earlier today.I observe the city from my window, while I change into a flannel shirt and a trouser. Fire Night was the evening before, but it doesn't look like the walls, rooftops and lampstands had been lit up with flames. I loved the view; the city had resembled a great cake with candles.My thoughts travel back to Eldad as they have recently been doing more frequently these days. They would have had theirs as well. I wonder about the elf, though. I doubt she would be inclined to join in the festivities.
SAELYNAHangovers do not occur with elves, unless you’ve had one of those cursed mead. So I wonder what causes the slight headache and nausea that hits me as I sit up to the sound of a crow.'Blasted chickens’, Cyran mutters. He has his back to me, and he’s sitting cross-legged, facing the wall, hunched over something. I’m not good at sneaking…well, not on Cyran. I try it though and it works this time, mostly because he’s very focused on the kingpeas he clutches in his hands.It doesn’t take long for him to notice me, though, and he sends the peas scattering across the floor. ‘You’re part of them too now? Sneaking up and startling folks?’ he says in a surprisingly even tone as he begins gathering them up. ‘Sorry. You stole rexume?’ I try not to sound accusatory but he notices however. ‘Obviously. Don’t start the lectures, please don’t’. I purse my lips, then I bend a
CYRANVeesa consents for me to take my bow and arrows after hours of trial. I'm grateful as my fingers trace the familiar line of bowstring and carress the soft quilts of my arrows. The only thing I truly relate with.I make sure Saelyna does not see me steal off towards the woods. This time, I stay on the outcrop, and I don't cross the water. Since the day I killed that wolf-thing with my dagger, I've had some sort of reaction to the sight of those woods, and I can't bring myself to go in there.I stretch out my fingers and wave my arms around a little before searching for a target. On this side of the river, has free trees, none of them are good targets and all are down by the slopes.I don't dawdle. I hunt around for branches and find two suitable boughs down by the river. Next, I dig out a space in the ground, then plant in the first one. Then I find some jutes long enough to tie the other branch to the first.
CAIVANI chose the top of the clock tower as my perch this evening, as music bursts through the streets of Qarax. It's a good spot for me, though, I'd probably have a couple of long-range crossbows and arrows aimed at me right now, waiting for me to make a wrong move, a sinister gesture, even though they know I'm a king's man.I lean on the railing, peering down into the city of lights. The streets and alleys and main roads are lined with people all holding poles and firesticks, dancing and singing. Masquerades and large balloon characters dot each of these processions, crossed over by ribbons and ropes and floating lanterns.The main crowd is concentrated around the bronze statue of King Xanwed in front of his palace. He isn't out yet, but Edward had declared the festivities begin. A large table; large enough to sit half a hundred people; takes up the marble floor of the front courtyard. Lords Willen, Arden, Lionel and Russo of Baldr
RONNThese lands are older than any of us. That was what the wolf said, when I had led her down the river towards the plains between Citadell to the west and Tussel to the east. The wolves used to roam these fields in packs, unhindered, when men had not known war. It all changed when an elf channeled power from a plant, and shared this knowledge with his people, and the elves grew stronger. Men, in their fear, learnt theirs, but the creatures they turned to, were the wolves. We both agreed it's ironic, that men would turn on the creatures that showed them the way.When I finally let her go, she bounded away without hesitation. A real morgan she must be.Returning to camp, I couldn't find Keilen. The girls closest to her hut say they haven't seen her since the day before, and neither had Argell or Veesa. 'You know Keilen', Gylen said while we had lunch near the creek, 'She's a wild wolf. She's probably somewhere in there, doing Lupion-
SAELYNAFareedah wraps a shawl around my hair and stands back to admire her work. Her black eyes lit up with admiration. 'You look fabulous', she says, clapping her hands. I pull at the robe and then the shawl. I don't entirely feel comfortable in these. 'Are they really necessary? I mean, it looks a little….too much'. Too restrictive, too celebratory. Fareedah waves a hand. 'You don't know what you're talking about. That's what they wear at the festival, innit?' she says, wrapping a shawl around her own neck. I don't correct her, because that's what they wear. I just go with a shirt and trouser and sometimes, Cyran's coat.I look around the place as we step outside my hut. 'What?' she whispers. 'Where's Cyran?' I ask. 'Off with the boys, I 'spect. On nights like this, they drink always and sing those damned songs till sunrise'. I prick my ears, straining for the sound of music, but I hear none. 'I'm…I'm worried, I should go check…' F
RONNI lead the way, because Gylen insists on staying close to Cyran. But the scent is weak, and it takes a lot of effort to remain on the trail. Cyran follows his phantom tracks easily, even though I have issues finding them.It all leads back the way to the cliff though, and Gylen curses as we crest the outcrop. 'Fucking hell. Not this place'.Cyran stares down the drop at the fortress with the look of an interested learner on excursion. Better not tell him all there is to know. 'It looks…abandoned', he mutters. Gylen looks at him incredulously, and looks back at the city. 'You do know that's Citadell, right? The forbidden fortress?' Cyran pales a bit but shrugs. 'I mean, I know Keilen is the stubborn, wild wolven, but why come here?' 'This is where the scent ends. She was here with someone. I don't know who, but I'm sure they weren't talking about manicure', I reply as Gylen runs a hand through his hair, cursing under his br
Reflections Their progress was slow, and the constant motion did little to lessen the stress that weighed heavily on their hearts. Each minute brought them closer to the witch, closer to the woman who threatened the safety of the people of Eriu and their future. Every inch took them further away from home, further away from their families and their friends. Time was running short, and soon enough they would be forced to make a choice. Either they could save their Kingdom or die trying. They had lost track of the number of times they had narrowly escaped the clutches of the witches; yet, none of them gave up hope. A feeling of uneasiness settled inside of them, an uncertainty that they were approaching the center of the witch’s domain. Finally, the group reached an intersection, and all eyes turned in unison towards the hallway that split down the middle, one path leading to freedom and the other to destruction. The Queen raised a trembling hand towards the rightmost passage, ta
Their progress was slow, and the constant motion did little to lessen the stress that weighed heavily on their hearts. Each minute brought them closer to the witch, closer to the woman who threatened the safety of the people of Eriu and their future. Every inch took them further away from home, further away from their families and their friends. Time was running short, and soon enough they would be forced to make a choice. Either they could save their Kingdom or die trying.They had lost track of the number of times they had narrowly escaped the clutches of the witches; yet, none of them gave up hope. A feeling of uneasiness settled inside of them, an uncertainty that they were approaching the center of the witch’s domain.Finally, the group reached an intersection, and all eyes turned in unison towards the hallway that split down the middle, one path leading to freedom and the other to destruction. The Queen raised a trembling hand towards the rightmost passage, taking a deep breath,
With the amulet clutched tightly in his hand, Caivan rejoined Saelyna and Gylen, his expression determined. “I’ve found it,” he declared, his voice filled with a mix of hope and determination.As Cyran continued to engage the witch in a fierce battle, Saelyna stepped forward, her eyes meeting Caivan’s. “Give me the amulet, Caivan. It will amplify my magic and weaken her grip on the Queen.”Caivan nodded, passing the amulet to Saelyna with care. “Use it well, Saelyna. We’re counting on you.”Saelyna held the amulet close to her chest, feeling its power resonate within her. She took a deep breath, channeling her courage, her determination, and the collective strength of her friends.In that moment, time seemed to stand still. The air crackled with anticipation as Saelyna prepared to confront the witch head-on, armed with the ancient incantation and the newfound power of the amulet. The final battle was about to begin, and Saelyna was ready to seize their chance at victory.The room puls
Caught in the crossfire SAELYNAQuain let out a long sigh, he was very curious, but, seeing how I answered, he thought he didn't want to disturb my concentration. I tried to concentrate as I thought about the sentences I had read from Gylen's writing.The sound of the door opening made Quain and I turn our heads. Caivan had just come out in the clothes he had changed into."Quain," Caivan called, causing Quain to raise half an eyebrow in surprise. "Me, Saelyna, Cryan, and Gylen are leaving. I trust you to take care of the others. Stay alert and keep an eye on the surroundings. Don't trust anyone except Prince Charles. I'll be back in a little over an hour, but if we're not back in an hour, I authorize you to take the others with you. Caivan gave Quain a message, then reached for me. "Leave the stone the queen gave to Quain, so he can access it if anything happens to us."I immediately nodded in understanding, it was only fitting that Caivan became an Alpha, famous for his ruthless wa
Walking togetherCAIVANThe one I've been waiting for has finally arrived. Saelyna and Cryan came into my room."There's Gylen too," Cryan said to himself, then Gylen told him to sit by his side while Saelyna sat next to me."Why are you all here? Are you having a little meeting?" Saelyna asked with a half-raised eyebrow in surprise."No, we're just having a little discussion," I replied, standing in for Gylen.While Saelyna just nodded in understanding. "What about when you met Prince Charles? What did you talk about?" Saelyna suddenly remembered and asked me and Gylen."I'll explain it to you, but first I have to ask you," I grumbled as I looked at Saelyna from the side, then I picked up a map and some notes we had made because it would be useful for Saelyna and we didn't have to go too far in explaining it. It was all done by Gylen before the two of them came to my room."Everything is summarised here. I'll explain later. But where are you going?" I said, wondering when I saw that
An unsolved mysterySAELYNA"Are you called the Queen?"I nodded my head as Caivan asked. "I will see her now." I quickly closed the door to the room as Caivan made way for me. Maybe Cryan had told him. "When I get back, tell me what happened while you were talking to the prince."Caivan followed my footsteps towards the room where the Queen was. "Of course, you must be careful. I will be waiting for you in the room." When we reached the centre room, with the Queen's room in front of it, guarded by several soldiers, Caivan told me to leave and that he would return to his room.Feeling my heart pounding, I steadied myself before walking over. The soldiers made way for me to pass, apparently they had been informed by the Queen that I was her guest."Excuse me Queen, it's a pleasure to be here and thank you for inviting me." I bowed slightly and waved my hands in front of my stomach.The Queen, who was in her seat, smiled at me and then told me to sit down in one of the empty chairs she
An unsolved mysterySAELYNA"Are you called the Queen?"I nodded my head as Caivan asked. "I will see her now." I quickly closed the door to the room as Caivan made way for me. Maybe Cryan had told him. "When I get back, tell me what happened while you were talking to the prince."Caivan followed my footsteps towards the room where the Queen was. "Of course, you must be careful. I will be waiting for you in the room." When we reached the centre room, with the Queen's room in front of it, guarded by several soldiers, Caivan told me to leave and that he would return to his room.Feeling my heart pounding, I steadied myself before walking over. The soldiers made way for me to pass, apparently they had been informed by the Queen that I was her guest."Excuse me Queen, it's a pleasure to be here and thank you for inviting me." I bowed slightly and waved my hands in front of my stomach.The Queen, who was in her seat, smiled at me and then told me to sit down in one of the empty chairs she
First mission CAIVANI saw the Prince's legs move, he was about to turn and face us. This was the first time we had met, and I had sent the Prince a letter before we had spoken by telephone."Yes, you are my people. And we should protect you if you need our help." The Prince smiled broadly, he was quite handsome and authoritative. He shook his robes back, then walked over to me. I sat up and looked at him seriously. "Have you looked around your room?" he asked again as we faced each other."I have, Your Honour." I wasn't the only one who answered him, my friends in the back also replied."All right, just call me Charles. Are you the leader of them? Is your name Caivan? It's good to see you here, I hear you're a great fighter. If you are not tired from travelling and have more time, perhaps we can have a chat first. Or if you want to bring your deputy with you, that's fine too.I smiled broadly at that, then nodded briefly. "At your service, Your Honour." Then I turned to look at Gyle
Prince's welcome SAELYNAI don't want to, he must be very tired. And who really needs to be carried by Caivan? We decided to walk together. Five minutes was not too far and long, we could observe each other's surroundings and make small talk."Later we will come to a village where people live a simple life and we have to be friendly, don't make any noise. Be polite if you want to pass through their area, when we walk again we will meet the market before entering the city park and there we can see the huge city of Lexington. Then our goal is to find one of the kingdoms there, the kingdom of Brahzeil is the largest and has a lot of knowledge we can seek. There is a prince there who will help us, I hope you don't make a fuss. This prince is called Charles". Gylen explained to the others as Caivan's representative, while they all nodded in agreement. There are ten of us on this journey. We had a well thought out plan and had made sure that we would not betray each other.After about five