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09-17-2020, 06:07 AM
'Why am I on this delegation?' Carrot thought to himself, admittedly bored out of his mind. The Quartermaster and the Trade Minister had been at it for three quarters of an hour now and he could barely get a word in. He had basically tuned them out at this point and had let his mind wander to other matters. He couldn't help but wonder if Aynia had other plans for him being here or if there really was nothing else to do in the Queendom but oversee a squabble over the quality of it's iron...
"Your thoughts, your Grace?" The Quartermaster looked at him expectantly. "I do believe you'll find my suggestion more than amenable."
At that the Trade Minister burst out, "Amenable! It puts me out of a job! Your Grace, surely we can come to a different arrangement?"
He was caught. He had no idea what they were talking about. He opened his mouth in an attempt to bluff his way out when the double doors suddenly swung open.
He swung his head and watched the two guards limp through and deliver their message, his face falling in horror not only at their story but at their wounds. As the next events unfold it felt as if his eyes and ears were deceiving him. Surely this could not be true? Aimsir had been sealed for decades!
He begins to move, but several guards surround him, preventing him from getting anywhere close to the desiccated corpses in the room. He swallows heavily and locks eyes with the Quartermaster. "Go. Dispatch a rider. Let the Queen know what is happening here." He turns to the guards around him. "Bring me your commanders, you need to be on alert, now."
The guards around him quickly move off to do his bidding, following the Quartermaster. The rest of the guards wait by the door. He turns to the healer next to the corpses. "Do you know... what do do with this?" he asked.
"What exactly happened before I arrived?" the healer inquired hesitantly. "Something from within the wounded men gripped the Minister and entered him. It fought it's way through his body and took him over, the result of which you saw as you entered." Carrot sighed heavily.
"Quite honestly, I've never seen anything like it, your Grace. I have many years, however I am not yet a Master. If you will allow me to fetch the Masters for you and they can deal with the...remains. In the meantime I believe it is not safe for your Grace to stay in this room. Who knows what kind of magic these guards brought back with them." said the healer.
"Fetch your Masters." he turns to the remaining guards. "Take me to your Commanders. I need to make sure that everything is understood." The guards bark out a simultaneous "aye" and turn in unison, ready to lead their regent back to their commanders. The healer claps his hands and gives a deep bow before scurrying off to assemble the Masters of Chail, who hopefully can solve the first puzzle.
"Your thoughts, your Grace?" The Quartermaster looked at him expectantly. "I do believe you'll find my suggestion more than amenable."
At that the Trade Minister burst out, "Amenable! It puts me out of a job! Your Grace, surely we can come to a different arrangement?"
He was caught. He had no idea what they were talking about. He opened his mouth in an attempt to bluff his way out when the double doors suddenly swung open.
He swung his head and watched the two guards limp through and deliver their message, his face falling in horror not only at their story but at their wounds. As the next events unfold it felt as if his eyes and ears were deceiving him. Surely this could not be true? Aimsir had been sealed for decades!
He begins to move, but several guards surround him, preventing him from getting anywhere close to the desiccated corpses in the room. He swallows heavily and locks eyes with the Quartermaster. "Go. Dispatch a rider. Let the Queen know what is happening here." He turns to the guards around him. "Bring me your commanders, you need to be on alert, now."
The guards around him quickly move off to do his bidding, following the Quartermaster. The rest of the guards wait by the door. He turns to the healer next to the corpses. "Do you know... what do do with this?" he asked.
"What exactly happened before I arrived?" the healer inquired hesitantly. "Something from within the wounded men gripped the Minister and entered him. It fought it's way through his body and took him over, the result of which you saw as you entered." Carrot sighed heavily.
"Quite honestly, I've never seen anything like it, your Grace. I have many years, however I am not yet a Master. If you will allow me to fetch the Masters for you and they can deal with the...remains. In the meantime I believe it is not safe for your Grace to stay in this room. Who knows what kind of magic these guards brought back with them." said the healer.
"Fetch your Masters." he turns to the remaining guards. "Take me to your Commanders. I need to make sure that everything is understood." The guards bark out a simultaneous "aye" and turn in unison, ready to lead their regent back to their commanders. The healer claps his hands and gives a deep bow before scurrying off to assemble the Masters of Chail, who hopefully can solve the first puzzle.