M.i.a.

[Khalika]

Its been sometime now...four weeks depending on which calender one followed, but close to thirty odd days since the Gypsy was seen last. Stolen from her bed by the only ones who could... The room she occupied was shelter by seen and unseen forces, Few could pass through.. but of those few were the Vertex.


rarily if ever seen, and known ever less in these lands save a few of her closest confidaunts. They are a race of lizard men. One she once called Father, now they call her R'ial...Leader... They have for some years, four remain in this land a royal guard if comparison could be made and they are few their ways are primal, they no nothing of goverments or war. these are human things. intensly supersticious, the weird happenings of Myrken could have possibly been to much for them to take. and instincts as they are, there first and primary role is to protect their R'ial at all coasts...

Was it that then that lead them to smuggler her out in the dead of night? were the sudden climate change and odd happenings to much? For a race who did not understand the language or practices of the people?. Or were they like others visited by strange dreams in the night..dreams that showed them fears?.. fears that placed there R'ail in danger? or was it her order?... did she finally find a answer to her prediciment? did she find a devil to deal with?

many question...no answers....one things for sure...

Khalika Quiller was Missing in action....

but everyone knows for a gambler such as she..these odds are just to good to pass up...

[Khalika]

The rain continues unrelenting in its quest to wash the land.....it brings out all worms and bugs who lay in wait...and others who knew no better then to come in out of the rain....and some where simply left there, to wake up in a wet spanse of grass, partially hidden by the forest treeline..


Eyes flicker open..to find the darkness of mid night...water floods the face..bring conciousness immidatly..but soon after confusion...disorientation. And then.... an eeries rush of joy as feeling is felt for the first time in thighs, ankles, feet..Toes wiggle and calves stretch...The form stired..sudden jerk upwards, a heavy frown etched deep into the lines of her brow..


"What the hell?"

An inner question as there was none around to answer...Curious there should be some. a whistled call into the rain..yet no responce... even more curious.. For there allows should be one..unless...

Barrings gathered quickly, trees and land held familar forms. Legs holding feeling yet still shaky move to hold the form once more..Aches and fire streem through muscles that have not been in use for months now.. but work they do, eventually...slow at first, the form dressed in off white cotton garb of the ill or the dead...moves from the tree line...lights flicker beyound..a very familar sight.. and her last recollection...

The Broken Dagger..

Tavern, part time home..long time friend...If she were blind she would be able to find it..so familar the path, the direction..it is second nature for her to make her way there..even above her own home...Well its closer for one..and her last memory was within that place...she was closed off in a room prepared by McDougal....unable to walk, she could feel the tension rising outside...then one night..in a dellerium brought upon by a nice mix of herbs and liquor she was sweeped away by the Vertex, and then...nothing...and then she is outside in the rain...Walking...do answers lie inside those walls?

Possibly, if not..its a good place to start...One things for sure..

Khalika Quiller is home again...

[Sherazade]

Danior had been quietly going out of his mind, oh he had hide it well from all but his brother and.... Alexis. That woman had turned up one night beaten him to the ground till he had given up what was wrong what was bothering him

"She's gone vanished" He managed to croak out round the butt end of the staff she had resting at his throat. "I can't find her anywhere". The pain in his voice the way his skin became pale drawn had made Alexis back off she did not need to be told who "she" was.

Helping him to his feet she had sat and listened to him all night, let him pour out his worry his hurt proven once again she was a good friend a little sister.

............

3 weeks later.

He was sleeping resting fitfully body twisted in the sheets of his bed yet in his mind he was running through the forest following a wraith dressed in white. This figure was leading him somewhere trying to show him something and then he saw it the wraith turned to face him and it was her Shaking fingers reached out went to brush her face and in that moment, that veryr brief instant before he touched her she shimmered vanished his hand dragging through empty air .

"NO" the word was torn from his lips as he jerked upright in the bed eyes wide and body trembling . hands rose to his face callused palms pressing to his cheeks "Khali where are you" a sigh left his lips "Please comeback"