Keahi journal
After three months of waiting for Erin and his cronies to show up, it was almost a disappointment the way things turned out. Then again I can say that now that I'm safe and recovering in a place that Ondolee knew about. I think he said it was his manse, but I have no idea why someone like him would even have a manse to begin with. That's besides the point.
We met Erin at an abandoned building to make sure there were as few civilian casualties as possible. It would also take a little longer for the Wyld Hunt to arrive at the sight of the anima's flaring up. He arrived with two other Abyssals, a lean male with pale skin that seemed to have switched his hands for blades, and an abyssal that seemed to be rotting right in front of us. My stomach turned at the sight of that one. I've seen some rather ugly things in my life, and I thought I was sickened at seeing Menefer's anatomy books of the diseases. Our first request was for the girls, we just wanted them to be safe. Or I should say that was the first priority for Haze and myself. Ondolee had, understandably, other things on his mind. We were told they were being kept safe. Judging from what these people looked like, I don't want to know what their idea of safe is. I already know it won't be up to my standards. With the three of them so unwilling to turn over the five, we had no choice but to start the fight. Ondolee had asked us to leave Erin to him, and none of us could find issue with that. Erin seemed to ignore all of us and attacked Ondolee with single minded brutality. Haze and the Lunar, Silver or whatever his name is, went after the one with scissors for hands. At the same time the rotting Abyssal cast a spell to summon ghosts. I narrowed my eyes and began casting Dance of the Smoke Cobras. I had no doubt that he could easily dispell it, but it would at least keep him too busy to really hurt the others. He did at least seem a little surprised to find out it wasn't any of the Solars that cast the spell.
I had a moment of pride in that before I became distantly aware that the Lunar and the scissor abyssal were coming closer. At the same moment, however, I also became aware of a stabbing pain in my back just under my shoulder blade. The Lunar managed to pull the fight back to him, but it's been a long time since I've actually been wounded in a fight, and it was a less than pleasent realization that someone had snuck up on me. Bastard. I guess I was just lucky he had not landed the blow while I was casting the spell. I'll have to thank the Lunar for that later. My moment of pride was also shattered when the rotting abyssal said that he had let me play long enough and dispelled the cobras. I knew that was going to happen, but he did not even seem wounded by their attacks, even though I had seen all five heads attack. Now I was getting worried.
Ondolee had been more than handling Erin without any help, so I turned my attention to the ghosts the rotting one had called up. Meanwhile I saw Haze leap up to start attacking the necromancer. The ghosts seemed confident at first at the lone Dragon Blood in their midst, until I pulled out the bag of salt on the stop before Dream was taken. It will never cease to amaze me that salt has such an effect on ghosts. With that covering them, they were easy to dispatch. I just hope seeming me take care of his ghosts pissed him off as much as the failure of the cobras pissed me off.
By that time, however, we has another problem. The spells and charms I had been using had made the flames grow to a dangerous hieght. The building was beginning to burn around us. Erin took a moment to look around, seeming to realize that it would only be a matter of time before it was too dangerous for even him to stay. He said something to Ondolee and they left quickly. We made to follow but, in the classic way I seem to hinder the group, I manage to trip and tumble on my ass. I wasn't worried about the flames, I was more than safe from those, but the falling beams would have caused a lot of trouble for me. Luckily I'd forgotten about Tahn. His rescue was a little less than graceful (though I imagine the sight of me being thrown out the window was more than humorous) but I thanked him as I lay on the ground and recovered.
We needed a place to hide, and Ondolee said he knew of a place. Not wanting to start more fires, I muttered something about there better not be a lot of foliage. I saw him reach for me to ride with him on Erin, but a Flame Gryffin that I can only assume to be the Lunar, since Haze on was on it's back, picked me up. I wanted to go with Ondolee, but while the walking carpet he calls a mount would've been safe, his clothing would have gone up immediatly. It would have been nice, however, to ride with him. Just for the assurance that he was all right.
And even after that I still see no reason to celebrate. The girls aren't safely with us, nor did we manage to destroy the Abyssals that captured them and nearly killed Tahn. All we did was manage to get ourselves beat up and burn down a building before having to flee Nexus. It won't take long for this news to get to the Realm, and I know it will take even less time for Lajos to figure out I was involved. I still wish I understood what's he's playing at. He's letting me run, I know this. Lajos doesn't loose, no matter what, and I'm supposed to be under house arrest until I breed. I've been running around the Threshold for almost two years now and the only thing I hear from him is the strange lingiere presents, and now that book. I don't understand! Arg!
There's little to do now but rest and try to think of a way to find the girls. I'm tempted to ask Ondolee if there's a library in his manse, but I feel I already know the answer is that he doesn't know. It's hard to blame him for that. I got a good look at the outside while I had to wait for the flames to calm down (it's a good thing the cold hasn't gotten too bad yet) and the four story mansion, though impressive, should not have 15 floors on the inside! I don't think he'll ever really know where everything is, but one thing's for sure. If this really is his manse, he and his Lunar mate will be very happy here. It's got just about everything.
Though I might not trust him yet, Silver's presence obviously makes Haze happy. Usually after a fight she is very scared and distraught and takes a lot of comforting. Silver rushed her out of the building and held her until she calmed down. I couldn't help but feel jealous when I saw that. It's only been three, or is it four, years since Menefer and I broke up, but I miss the feeling of companionship so much that it feels so much longer. Seeing them so happy made me wonder when, if ever, had I ever looked so comfortable with someone. The only time I could think of was with Menefer. I can only imagine how much it will hurt when the cowboy's mate finally shows up.
We met Erin at an abandoned building to make sure there were as few civilian casualties as possible. It would also take a little longer for the Wyld Hunt to arrive at the sight of the anima's flaring up. He arrived with two other Abyssals, a lean male with pale skin that seemed to have switched his hands for blades, and an abyssal that seemed to be rotting right in front of us. My stomach turned at the sight of that one. I've seen some rather ugly things in my life, and I thought I was sickened at seeing Menefer's anatomy books of the diseases. Our first request was for the girls, we just wanted them to be safe. Or I should say that was the first priority for Haze and myself. Ondolee had, understandably, other things on his mind. We were told they were being kept safe. Judging from what these people looked like, I don't want to know what their idea of safe is. I already know it won't be up to my standards. With the three of them so unwilling to turn over the five, we had no choice but to start the fight. Ondolee had asked us to leave Erin to him, and none of us could find issue with that. Erin seemed to ignore all of us and attacked Ondolee with single minded brutality. Haze and the Lunar, Silver or whatever his name is, went after the one with scissors for hands. At the same time the rotting Abyssal cast a spell to summon ghosts. I narrowed my eyes and began casting Dance of the Smoke Cobras. I had no doubt that he could easily dispell it, but it would at least keep him too busy to really hurt the others. He did at least seem a little surprised to find out it wasn't any of the Solars that cast the spell.
I had a moment of pride in that before I became distantly aware that the Lunar and the scissor abyssal were coming closer. At the same moment, however, I also became aware of a stabbing pain in my back just under my shoulder blade. The Lunar managed to pull the fight back to him, but it's been a long time since I've actually been wounded in a fight, and it was a less than pleasent realization that someone had snuck up on me. Bastard. I guess I was just lucky he had not landed the blow while I was casting the spell. I'll have to thank the Lunar for that later. My moment of pride was also shattered when the rotting abyssal said that he had let me play long enough and dispelled the cobras. I knew that was going to happen, but he did not even seem wounded by their attacks, even though I had seen all five heads attack. Now I was getting worried.
Ondolee had been more than handling Erin without any help, so I turned my attention to the ghosts the rotting one had called up. Meanwhile I saw Haze leap up to start attacking the necromancer. The ghosts seemed confident at first at the lone Dragon Blood in their midst, until I pulled out the bag of salt on the stop before Dream was taken. It will never cease to amaze me that salt has such an effect on ghosts. With that covering them, they were easy to dispatch. I just hope seeming me take care of his ghosts pissed him off as much as the failure of the cobras pissed me off.
By that time, however, we has another problem. The spells and charms I had been using had made the flames grow to a dangerous hieght. The building was beginning to burn around us. Erin took a moment to look around, seeming to realize that it would only be a matter of time before it was too dangerous for even him to stay. He said something to Ondolee and they left quickly. We made to follow but, in the classic way I seem to hinder the group, I manage to trip and tumble on my ass. I wasn't worried about the flames, I was more than safe from those, but the falling beams would have caused a lot of trouble for me. Luckily I'd forgotten about Tahn. His rescue was a little less than graceful (though I imagine the sight of me being thrown out the window was more than humorous) but I thanked him as I lay on the ground and recovered.
We needed a place to hide, and Ondolee said he knew of a place. Not wanting to start more fires, I muttered something about there better not be a lot of foliage. I saw him reach for me to ride with him on Erin, but a Flame Gryffin that I can only assume to be the Lunar, since Haze on was on it's back, picked me up. I wanted to go with Ondolee, but while the walking carpet he calls a mount would've been safe, his clothing would have gone up immediatly. It would have been nice, however, to ride with him. Just for the assurance that he was all right.
And even after that I still see no reason to celebrate. The girls aren't safely with us, nor did we manage to destroy the Abyssals that captured them and nearly killed Tahn. All we did was manage to get ourselves beat up and burn down a building before having to flee Nexus. It won't take long for this news to get to the Realm, and I know it will take even less time for Lajos to figure out I was involved. I still wish I understood what's he's playing at. He's letting me run, I know this. Lajos doesn't loose, no matter what, and I'm supposed to be under house arrest until I breed. I've been running around the Threshold for almost two years now and the only thing I hear from him is the strange lingiere presents, and now that book. I don't understand! Arg!
There's little to do now but rest and try to think of a way to find the girls. I'm tempted to ask Ondolee if there's a library in his manse, but I feel I already know the answer is that he doesn't know. It's hard to blame him for that. I got a good look at the outside while I had to wait for the flames to calm down (it's a good thing the cold hasn't gotten too bad yet) and the four story mansion, though impressive, should not have 15 floors on the inside! I don't think he'll ever really know where everything is, but one thing's for sure. If this really is his manse, he and his Lunar mate will be very happy here. It's got just about everything.
Though I might not trust him yet, Silver's presence obviously makes Haze happy. Usually after a fight she is very scared and distraught and takes a lot of comforting. Silver rushed her out of the building and held her until she calmed down. I couldn't help but feel jealous when I saw that. It's only been three, or is it four, years since Menefer and I broke up, but I miss the feeling of companionship so much that it feels so much longer. Seeing them so happy made me wonder when, if ever, had I ever looked so comfortable with someone. The only time I could think of was with Menefer. I can only imagine how much it will hurt when the cowboy's mate finally shows up.