Post by Elinea on Apr 21, 2008 6:29:15 GMT -7
Now we get into a bit more detail here ----- a little background and converging ;D I'm going to have to break this up a little ---- it kinda of has two parts to it ..............--------------------------------------------------------------------------
Sunlight was beginning to filter through the mist clouded alleys of Freeport. It had been a long night of quiet nervousness for the young Kerra female. She sighed a long quiet sigh and stretched.
"Well, just a little while now and I can leave this awful place, she thought, "one more task to see to."
Making her way down a safer back street in North Freeport, she came to a small, out of the way tavern. No one noticed her as she tiptoed around passed out patrons on her way to a table the fartherest from the door.
Sitting down and quickly ordering hot tea, she took the time to watch the customers and reflect on her mission to Freeport.
Stress from the last two days was finally beginning to take it's toll on her,and she found her eyes getting heavy and closing.
There was a tiny, soft tapping on her table and her blue eyes jerked open to find a young Ratonga male staring at her.
"My name is Tyre. You be Shylah?"
"I am."
"I am friend of Cerbon. I bring her greetings."
"Her Majesty has told me about Cerbon. She wishes to get out of Freeport?"
"Yes. She is important to Ratonga. She is one of, the only one of, the High Ratonga left we know of."
He looked dejectedly down at the floor, "If the Overlord finds Cerbon...he will kill her."
"Why does he wish to kill her?"
"Cerbon's father was great Ratonga leader, she takes his place.
She is his daughter. The Overlord has his people looking for her. One of them be a Ratonga named Rahtimus."
"Rahtimus. Yes, if he's looking for her, she's in trouble."
"There are many Ratonga who wish her to live. She would like help to get away from the Overlord, Shylah. She has all of her people's best thoughts and feelings in her heart. She wishes us to be free of the Overlord's oppression."
Shylah gave him a warm smile and a nod, "I'll talk to Queen Antonia, and see what she thinks and wants to do. We'll get back with one of your people when she decides."
"That is all we can ask." He bowed his head and left Shylah alone to her thoughts.
She slowly finished her tea and left the tavern without being noticed.
A warm breeze greeted her as she walked out.
"Almost a pleasant breeze, especially for Freeport", she thought.
The street was quiet and Shylah was beginning to feel somewhat safe as she walked.
Her thoughts were on other things, when she noticed the sound of footsteps behind her. Quiet, running steps.
She started to turn around to see the person following her, but before she could, a large knife came up and was pressed to her throat.
The sickly, sweet smell of poison came to her nose.
She caught her breath and closed her eyes. A whisper came from behind her,
"Shy-lah."
Her heart came to her throat and then dropped down to her stomach. She knew that voice.
"Uhlen."
