11-23-2015, 08:27 PM
As was his custom, after finishing his meditations, he left hos home to go practice. No sooner than he had shut the door, when a raven dropped a letter.
It was from Daeris and he frowned as he read it. Putting it in a pouch, he called for his horse and rode as fast as he could to Amruthar.
He ran inside and when he saw no one below he ran upstairs. As he got to the top floor he saw Alyisse in her black robe standing guard by the main bedroom door.
Her the voice of Daeris and one other who he guessed was the Elf she had been helping. Alyisse look tired and paler then normal. She confirmed that Daeris was attacked by assassins. It took some effort on his part but he convinced her she should rest a bit as he did not want her to fall into the stew pot. He heard Daeris chuckle at the comment.
He helped Alyisse down the stairs. She would not go to relax until he had his blades out showing that he would stand guard. He chuckled to himself as he knew they would be safe. He sheathed his blades and went over to sit by her. She had already started to go into reverie. He put his arm around her and she fell into him curled up, legs tucked in. He smiled knowing that she needed this. However she was not in for long as she was summoned by the Tribune. He growled but he knew he could not have stopped it.
Daeris had come down and he told her what happened. She frowned as she also knew Alyisse needed rest. After some prodding, Dearis told Marister of the attack.
She then mentioned what she had observed in regards to Alyisse's health. Marister frowned and Alyisse's words came back to him "My life is short." His mind raced as he recalled that conversation. He had promised he would not tell Daeris, but Alyisse could be in real trouble given the symptoms described.
He convinced Daeris maybe her people did something to her in retaliation to her being a part of the raid. Daeris acknowledged they could have and would try and contact those she knew to try and help. He cursed the Tribune under his breath and hope he was smart enough to realize something was not quite right about her. and allow her to continue reverie.
After awhile Daeris's Elf came down and they were introduced. The conversation was a change but he could not get Alyisse off his mind. He excused himself and went out to get some air. He prayed that Alyisse was too ill to go and that they would keep her and Daeris here.
It was from Daeris and he frowned as he read it. Putting it in a pouch, he called for his horse and rode as fast as he could to Amruthar.
He ran inside and when he saw no one below he ran upstairs. As he got to the top floor he saw Alyisse in her black robe standing guard by the main bedroom door.
Her the voice of Daeris and one other who he guessed was the Elf she had been helping. Alyisse look tired and paler then normal. She confirmed that Daeris was attacked by assassins. It took some effort on his part but he convinced her she should rest a bit as he did not want her to fall into the stew pot. He heard Daeris chuckle at the comment.
He helped Alyisse down the stairs. She would not go to relax until he had his blades out showing that he would stand guard. He chuckled to himself as he knew they would be safe. He sheathed his blades and went over to sit by her. She had already started to go into reverie. He put his arm around her and she fell into him curled up, legs tucked in. He smiled knowing that she needed this. However she was not in for long as she was summoned by the Tribune. He growled but he knew he could not have stopped it.
Daeris had come down and he told her what happened. She frowned as she also knew Alyisse needed rest. After some prodding, Dearis told Marister of the attack.
She then mentioned what she had observed in regards to Alyisse's health. Marister frowned and Alyisse's words came back to him "My life is short." His mind raced as he recalled that conversation. He had promised he would not tell Daeris, but Alyisse could be in real trouble given the symptoms described.
He convinced Daeris maybe her people did something to her in retaliation to her being a part of the raid. Daeris acknowledged they could have and would try and contact those she knew to try and help. He cursed the Tribune under his breath and hope he was smart enough to realize something was not quite right about her. and allow her to continue reverie.
After awhile Daeris's Elf came down and they were introduced. The conversation was a change but he could not get Alyisse off his mind. He excused himself and went out to get some air. He prayed that Alyisse was too ill to go and that they would keep her and Daeris here.
Caramiriel:Retired
Garbage:Retired
Rimeth: Merchant of Bezantur
Marister (dead) -Ranger -Robin Hood of Thay (death marked for pissing off a Daeron.)
Vil'a'w'en Mel'for'm - Blighter of Moander
Garbage:Retired
Rimeth: Merchant of Bezantur
Marister (dead) -Ranger -Robin Hood of Thay (death marked for pissing off a Daeron.)
Vil'a'w'en Mel'for'm - Blighter of Moander