"It's weird," I muttered under my breath. "I don't feel that much different." Riverwind grunted in response, not having very many words to say. "I mean, I kind of expected mind reading or something, you know?" I turned my head lazily, watching Riverwind try to solve some spherical puzzle. "It's not that at all," I blinked in confusion. "I can't read your thoughts but I can sense them. Like I know they're there. It's almost a tangible thing that is constantly poking at my head," I chuckled.
"Well that's interesting," Riverwind muttered and looked away from his puzzle at me.
"What?" I leaned up slightly from my bed. We had been shown to our own rooms and given a schedule of things we had to attend. There were very few, probably in attempt to make us feel like we weren't prisoners. The rooms weren't large, but neither were they small. They were what my father would call cozy. It was just enough room for Riverwind and I to have our space. According to Riverwind, it had been all his before
When I left Grantolde's office, Aurik immediately met me. He stared down at me with a look of anticipation though I was more worried with Arrow who looked almost excited. I showed Aurik the tablet, not sure what else to do.
"I don't understand," I whispered. "I just want to take my people home," I looked away and wondered why I felt so conflicted. The Iether had never interested me before. If anything, their existence had frightened me. Now I found myself curious. I wanted to see why I would have a bond partner, who that partner would be and what it felt like to have a lifelong companion. Aurik took my tablet, looked at it for two seconds before he showed it to Arrow. Arrow's grin widened. Without saying a word, Aurik shook his head and marched into Grantolde's office. I looked at Arrow. I knew I could try to run if I wanted. I could try to save myself but I wasn't eager to test Arrow's abilities. So I stared at him.
"Riverwind," Arrow grinned at me, finding something humorous. "He wil
We had been marching for several days. Our feet hurt, but so did the feet of the Naviig. I heard many names along the way but there were only two that I reasoned were worth remembering: Arrow, and his bond partner Aurik. We were fed just enough to give us energy to march for a day and slept long enough that no one was going to pass out along the way. Occasionally, the younger children began to cry and complain. If it got too loud or annoying, the older ones ended up carrying them. Many questions were asked, we were not forbidden to talk, but none were answered.
Tudostin was the loudest among us. He boasted of his deeds, though they were exaggerated, and claimed that they shouldn't kill him, for he could be of great value to them. Traitor. I wanted to wring his throat. Luckily the Iether ignored him. Their Narviig, however, grew more and more annoyed by his constant prattling until one of them finally smacked him hard enough that Tudostin bit his tongue and was unable to continue talkin
Greed Ch.1 Darren wasn't quite sure what to expect as he approached the golden doors of his fieflord's home. Two heavyset guards stood guard at the doors but they were only there for "decoration." The huge men were twins, hand picked by Darren's lord for their brawny physique, handsome demeanor, and, most importantly, intimidating glare. In truth, the real guards lay in the shadows of the building, watching with beady eyes. Though they remained invisible, archers stood guard on the rooftop. There were even rumors that magic users dwelt within the bushes of the mansion.
Darren gulped and stepped forward, ushered in by an aged man whose eyes twinkled with malicious intent. Had Darren been given a choice, he would've immediately ran back home to his wife and kids. Little Malory had been trying to ask him something just before he left. What was it she was saying? Darren wondered to himself, trying to distract himself from the suspicious glar
The warriors had all been defeated. Their corpses lay strewn in the street like nothing more than ragdolls. In the far distance I could still hear the sounds of battle though it was as a whisper compared to the disastrous noise made earlier in the evening. Those of us who were not warriors, who had been dragged from our homes and chased down the streets, now sat in the middle of our town square. Water flowed at our feet, for the fountain had been broken during the attack.
Over two dozen Narviig stood watch over us and each Narviig had with them their Iether. The Iether were an interesting anomaly, for lack of a better word. Some say they had been created but no one as of yet has been able to trace them back to their origins. They were as spirits but not dead. They could appear or disappear at will. They appeared mostly as humans, though a few took on the shapes of animals. Some even alternated between the two. In any case, I knew that each of the Narviig had an Iether, whether it was v