Kore found herself with her head on the table, resting on her arms. She picked herself up and looked around. Liz was gone. Everyone else was still there, resting. Kore stood up, and walked over to the double doors that led to the balcony. It was cool out, and slightly windy. Everywhere, people were preparing the bodies of the fallen soldiers for burial. It was a sad sight. Behind her, Rika stirred, and yawned loudly. "Good morning," Kore said. "Good morning, Kore," Rika guessed by the sound of her voice. "Everyone else is still sleeping. Liz must have woken up early and left." Rika nodded, then made her way to the balcony. "How much work is there to be done?" she asked. "A lot," Kore replied. "So we better get started no," Liz said from the doorway. "I have no idea how long this is going to take, so the sooner we start, the better." "Mornin' Liz." Gavin said. "Do you have to talk so loudly?" "Yep!" she smiled. "Wake Lyn, Dash and iZ up. I'll be in the Library," Liz walked away. "You wanna wake 'em up?" Kore asked Rika. "I’ll do it," Gavin said, smirking. He waved his hand, and something like a mini firework appeared out of the air, crackling on its way up, then exploding. iZ jumped out of his seat and pulled out his sword. "Who’s there?" he yelled. Then he sheathed it realizing what happened. Lyn just looked up, kinda confused. Dash's reaction was the best. He fell out of his chair. Standing back up, he said, "Talk about a rude awakening.." Gavin chuckled. "Don’t look at me. It was Kore’s idea." "Was not!" she yelled. "Yeah, yeah. Let's just get something to eat." said Gavin They started walking to the kitchen.
The palace library was overflowing with books. Some were useless, but others were full of important information. Since the bookshelves were filled, there were plenty of books piled up along the wall or in a corner. Lizeren headed straight for the spell section. She hoped to find something to help with the rebuild. Once she saw how unorganized the library was she felt nearly hopeless. The Librarian quit 2 years ago, and no one else wanted the job. Everything was still in the right section, but nothing was on the right shelf. Reluctantly, Liz started taking out books and looking for them. After a few minutes, Kore, Lyn, Rika, Dash, Gavin, and iZ came into the Library. "Helloo," Dash called. "Back here!" Liz answered. "Help me look for some spell books." Everyone walked to the spell section. "Wow. Did Arlem attack the Library or something?" iZ asked "No, it’s been like this for awhile. Librarian quit." Liz answered "I can see why." They scattered around the section. Rika sat at a table, thinking of some spells she did know that might help. It went on like that for an hour. Rika got up to stretch. As she did she tripped over something. iZ ran to help her up. Then he saw the book she tripped over. He started flipping through the pages. "Hey guys, what about this one?
Yet another Chapter of 'Soroth through the ages - a human's guide to Elvin knowledge' Enjoy! ... Maybe.... Our world, shared with the humans- The human world is parallel world from which we live in. Seven thousand years ago there was an earthquake in both worlds. This earthquake opened a portal joining the two worlds. Humans do not know of this portal, but many have stumbled upon it and entered this world. This is a great concern of the elves, because they do not want to taint the Elvin culture...They blocked the portal with a spell...on some occasions humans have been known to come into our world, even with the spell. Elves have also been known to go into the human world.... Where is this Portal, you ask? Not telling. I could get into trouble for that. Let’s just say it’s on a Fault line.
The day wore on. I slowed my run into a walk. It was mid-day. I sat down and opened my sack for lunch. I ate some bread, then laid back to look at the sky. Some clouds were collecting. Looked like some rain was headed my way. Hopefully, I would find some sort of shelter by then. I looked around. In all directions, grassy plains stretched out into the wavy hills. Thankfully, the ground I was traveling on was flat, unlike the earth to the south. The ocean was near Trebis. I loved the ocean. I could almost feel the spray of the sea on my face, the feel of the wind, the rush of the waves... I drifted lightly into sleep
The book iZ was holding was red, with gold lettering that read, 'ancient spells of the ancient past.' the book lived up to its title. It looked like it had been through hell and back. The ink on the pages was so faint that it could barely be read. Everyone crowded around the table, where iZ had put the book. It was opened to a page that read, 'spells of construction.' "This might be what we've been looking for." Liz said excitedly. She read the page out loud. There were plenty of useful spells. How to repair windows, how to fix roofs, how to restore a building to its former state... "Perfect," Liz said. The next 6 hours, they spread out over Erram, fixing the most important or practical buildings first. But one thing made Lizeren uneasy. There were no magic masters. None that she had seen. She had been on the look-out all day, and hadn't seen a single one.
Erram was looking a lot better. The Gate was almost completely repaired. There were more buildings standing. But even magic has its limits.
When I woke up, the sun was no longer directly above me. It... Disappeared? Oh, wait. It was still there. (Just a reminder not to trust anything I say when I've just woken up) Yeah, the sun was there. But near the horizon now. I couldn't believe how much time I had wasted sleeping. I stood then walked on, furious with myself.
Liz, Lyn, Rika, Dash, Kore, Gavin, and iZ all returned to the palace meeting room, exhausted, just before sunset. "We made some progress, but there's a lot more to get done. And it's not just us. There were a lot of people trying to help us." Dash reported. "I never realized the city was so big!" Lyn finished. Kore nodded. "It’s going to take a while." The doors opened then, and Renethon joined the table. "How are the students?" Lyn asked. Renethon shook his head. "Three dead. More missing." "How many are alive and ready to fight?" Gavin asked. "Seven with minor wounds. Should be better by the end of the week." "Seven out of..?" Rika said. "Fifteen." Renethon said quietly. Seven out of fifteen. So more than half the students were dead or missing? "We'll find them," Liz said. "In the meantime, we should probably organize the soldiers that are well enough to fight." "Good idea," Gavin said. "I'll ask the General about it tomorrow... Speaking of the general, has anyone seen him?" Everyone shook their heads. Renethon added one more to the missing list he was mentally keeping. "This just keeps getting better and better," Liz said.
I kept walking until sunset, then sat down. Sunset, sunrise, and midnight, were my favorite times of the day. I watched the sky, vibrant with color, color that only the sun could make. Then, it was over. The sun was gone, leaving a faint glow on the horizon. I sighed, seeing my breath in the air. The nights can be cold in Soroth, even when the days are hot and humid. I took my cloak out and put it on. Then I walked again. Trebis couldn't be too much farther, could it? The night was dark and lonely. My only companion was the nearly full moon, looking down at me throughout the night. It was quiet... no. Quiet wasn't the word for it. It was a thick, dense, eerie silence. Not a sound penetrated the thick walls where noise could not exist. Not even my footsteps. It made me feel edgy. I was on guard for anything, though I kept walking at a steady pace.
One by one, they all retired to their rooms so that only Liz was left. She stood on the balcony, looking over Erram. A soft glow of fire lit the room and hallways. The torches along the walls that were neglected the night before were now lit. Liz sighed, shivered from the cold, then went back inside, closing the doors behind her. As she walked to her room, her mind started whirling. Where could the General be? Was he even alive? What about the students? Would they even want to fight after this? Would anybody want to fight after this? Would the dwarves fight? Are Trebis, Cevka, and the other cities alright, or were they too attacked? These questions gave Liz a sleepless night.
Gavin was the first to wake that morning. He roamed the halls for awhile. Then he came across Rika, not looking completely awake. 'Good Morning," Gavin said. Rika nodded. "Good morning... Gavin?" Gavin smiled and nodded. "How’d you know, my voice" "The voice helps, but it's mostly the footsteps," she said. Gavin looked at her with curiosity, wondering what it would be like to be blind. He asked her this. "It’s... hard to explain. I've never been able to see, so I don't feel like I'm missing anything." Gavin was silent for awhile, staring at a window, where the sunlight streamed in. Then he said, "I couldn't imagine living without seeing a sunset, or a meadow in full bloom." "Like I said, I don't feel like I'm missing much. My other senses are much stronger. My sense of hearing, taste, smell...like smelling all of that blood. Like smelling death in the air. iZ said the destruction was bad. How could this city ever be the same again?" "Omnia mutantur nod et mutamur et illis" Gavin said. "It’s Latin. All things change, and we change with them. I don't expect that Erram will ever be the same. But I'm sure by the end of this war, it will be a lot better." A sad smile showed on Rika's face. "Let's hope so," she said.
Not much happened during the night. I kept walking, the sun came up. Then, Trebis came into view. Trebis. A great city. Not as magnificent as Erram, but still great. I was relieved when I saw no clouds of smoke hanging in the sky. It was starting to warm up, so I put my cloak back into my sack. I neared the gates, guarded with soldiers. "Halt," one said. "State your name and business," "I am Irin of Erram. I wish to rest and replenish my supplies before going on to the Torp Mountains." "I have heard of you before. But what business would a young elf such as yourself have with the dwarfs?" "What business of mine is business of yours?" I retorted, looking him square in the eye. He just looked at me for awhile, from head to toe. Then, he nodded slowly. "Very well. You may pass." He stepped aside, and I entered Trebis. As I walked, I kept my eye out for an Inn I could stay at. But I was more intent on finding Trebis' Ehren. I'm not sure what the exact translation is in English, as I'm not sure how your government works, so let's just say the Ehren runs the city. Under the Queen's orders, of course. Wait, what..? Oh. Well of course we have our own language! What, you think just because I've translated this whole thing means that we don't have a language of our own? Ugh...Humans... How do I know English? Well, umm...let's just say... I've been to that fault line a few times before. So yeah, I'm looking for the Ehren. I stopped someone and asked for directions. (I haven’t been here too many times.) I followed them and...Well...I got... I wasn't lost... I just...didn’t know exactly where I was…? Alright, so I was lost. But it wasn't my fault; it was that guy's fault. The one who gave me directions... So blame him, not me. Anyway, it wasn't a big deal, because I only wandered around for a few minutes...or an hour... But after asking directions for the third or fourth time, I found my way. Man, those elves don't know their own city! The Ehlrend's house was located in the center of Trebis. It was larger than a normal home, but small compared to the Palace at Erram. I entered through the wooden doors, and walked through a small hallway. The floors and walls looked as though they were made of stone. I had been here once before, maybe 50 years ago. It was a brief meeting. I don't even remember what we talked about. A maid told me to wait in the room at the end of the hallway. I sat down at one of the chairs at a long table, while she went to get the Elrend. She said his name was Tyros. I waited maybe 10 minutes before the man I assumed was Tyros appeared. I stood, curtsied, then sat again. He offered me a drink. "Thank you for the offer, but I must decline. I cannot stay long." He nodded. He was old, even for an elf. "What is it that has brought you here then?" "I bring news of trouble. Arlem has declared war on Soroth." Tyros nodded, but didn't show concern on his face. I had a bad feeling about him. "I will tell our General to gather more forces and secure the city." he said. I decided to be careful about what information I gave him. We exchanged a few more words. He said he would send messengers to the other cities. Then, I left. I didn't like Tyros, but I'm not sure why. I started to look for an Inn and a market place to replenish my supplies.
It was Mid-day. The sun was high in the sky. Lyn, Dash, Kore, Gavin, Rika, iZ and Liz were out on the streets, using magic to rebuild. The city was looking much better, but it wasn't the same. All things change, and we change with them," The words repeated in Rika's head. Would she and the others change with the city? She didn't know them very well, but they seemed nice enough. Had they already changed? She most likely wouldn't notice. Had SHE already changed? Would she notice, or keep going through life without a second though to it? The book that iZ had found proved to be quite useful. Even though it was hard to read and about to fall apart, it really sped up the rebuilding of the city. Of course, it would be faster with the magic masters, but they were still missing. As was the General. And most of Renethon's students. The streets were almost cleared, and the corpses mostly buried. Still they were missing...
I arrived at the marketplace, which was bursting with activity. Left and right, people were buying, selling, and haggling. I manage to get some more food at a decent price. I tried to walk around some, but it was hard to move with so many people. It irritated me when someone stopped in the middle of the street, but there was little I could do about that. I saw someone selling horses. Perhaps I would buy one later. They seemed to be in good shape. Eventually, the crowds annoyed me so much, that I was forced to leave. On my way out, a table of weapons caught my eye. I smirked, thinking I could handle the crowds for a few more moments. I pushed my way toward the table. An array of swords, daggers, axes, bows, arrows, and so much more lay before me. I studied the weapons, admiring the length of the long swords, the sharpness of the daggers... I could look at weapons for hours. You need just the right one to fight your best. It was like each weapon had its own personality. A gold ring with a Jade set into it caught my eye "See anything you like, “said the owner, an old man with a raspy voice and an eye patch over his left eye. He didn't wait for a reply. "The gem in that ring is said to be cut from the same stone as one of the Seven Lost Stones. I'm talking powerful magic here. You wanna buy? I'll give you a special price." "No thanks, I was just looking." He acted as if he hadn't heard me and went on trying to sell the ring to me, but I didn't believe in that Legend. I left him talking to himself about The Seven Lost Stones. I squeezed my way out of the marketplace and looked for an Inn. I stumbled into one called 'The Raven's song.' Soroth probably holds the record for the strangest names of Inns. I've seen some called The Prince's blood, The Servant’s head, The Raging Horse... Makes you wonder how they got the name... I paid for a nights stay then went up a flight of stairs and to my room. It was starting to get dark out. I kept thinking about that ring. I don't know why. I didn't even believe in that legend. It's just a child's tale… What...? No! I will not tell you about The Seven Lost Stones...no...No, it's not worth telling...quit asking, I won't tell you! Ugh...fine, stupid humans. If I didn't know any better, I would think you had me under mind control. The legend is a pretty epic tale, but that's all it is, just a legend, a bedtime story for children. Here it is... Ugh, stupid humans...
Once, long ago, there was an Elvin man named Zepros. He was strong, good-looking (so I'm told), fast, and a good fighter. But he had a dangerous hunger for power. He was always on the line between good and evil, ready to snap at any second. He traveled to a distant land to some dwarves. Some say they helped him from free will, though others say he forced them to do it, but either way, he got the dwarves to give him seven gems. Ruby, Sapphire, Jade, Opal, Amber, Amethyst, and Hematite. He enchanted these stones so that they gave off their own energy and magic. The dwarves fastened the stoned into his shield, and his greatest defense became his greatest weapon. At first, he used his shield for good. But soon, he turned. Zepros then used his shield only for himself. He got whatever he wanted, and nothing stood in his way. This went on for years. Until a great warrior, Friden stood against him. It's been said that the battle between the two lasted for three days, (but it's also been said that elves don't exists). Friden prevailed, knocking his opponent off of his feet. Friden tried to strike Zepros with his sword, and Zepros tried to block it with his shield, but what happened next was completely unexpected. The moment Friden's sword touched the shield, it was destroyed, along with Zepros. However, the gems were scattered throughout the land. Where? No one knows, except maybe Friden himself. It's possible he selected the places where they were to be hidden, places impossible to get to, so that nothing like this could ever happen again. At the very moment the shield was destroyed, all the stones were teleported at the same time. As for Friden, he went on to fight another day.
Nice myth, huh? But that's exactly what it is, a myth, and don't you dare think anything else. I can read minds, remember? Anyway, throughout the night, all of my thoughts kept returning to the ring. I barely got any sleep that night. The owner was lying. There were no Seven Stones. I didn't need the ring, I didn't want the ring. So I can't explain to you why I went back to the stall, and bought that ring the next morning. "Change your mind, did ya?" said the stall-keeper when he caught sight of me. "I knew you would," he said in an eerie whisper. That should have been enough to make me turn around right then, but it wasn't. I didn't know what I was getting myself into, but I had an idea. When you charm an inanimate object to make magic, unexpected things can happen. The magic would become unpredictable and therefore, dangerous. I wasn't sure that the ring was charmed, but it felt like it was. Oh I know, I know. The ring is giving off its own energy! It's just like the seven stones! Really guys? Anyone could have charmed it. Once again, I must roll my eyes and complain about you ignorant humans...no offense. I looked at the ring uncertainly, then at its owner. "How much?" He picked it up and handed it to me, "free of charge," he said. He leaned closer to me, whispered "You were meant to have that ring, Defender of the Innocent. Don't doubt the legends of the ancient past." he stood again, and I look into his one uncovered eye. It was black. Suddenly, I saw a flame in the blackness. It sucked me into a deep, dark void of nothingness. Then I saw flames, clashing of swords and axes, blood being spilled. A battle. One that had not happened. And then it was over, as soon as it had started. I returned to the marketplace, in front of the man with the eye patch. He smiled a toothy smile at me, and somehow I knew he was behind what happened. I gripped his shirt, pulled out my dagger, and held it to his neck. "Friend, or foe," I whispered fiercely. He smiled still. "You ain't got to worry 'bout me, Miss Irin. I'm on your side." then he vanished, along with his tables of items. He was replaced by another man, selling parchment, and quills. But the ring remained. I stood there, looking at the ring, trying to take everything in. I felt slightly dizzy. What the hell just happened? The fact that the man knew my name, knew who I was, sent chills down my spine. He knew I didn't believe in the myth, he knew I would come back for the ring- I know he didn't read my mind. "Hey, you want something?" "What?" I expected to see the man with the eye patch, but it was the man selling parchment instead. "I said, do you want something?" "Uh- no." "Then get away from my tables." he shouted. I backed away and started walking, thinking things through. The ring was now in my pocket, but I wondered if I should cast it away. So far, it had caused nothing but trouble, and I had only had it for a few minutes. Eventually, I remembered that I should be heading off to the Torp Mountains, so I bought a Palomino horse.
I stood at the base of the mountains, 4 hours later, on the back of my horse, which I named Freedom. I dismounted, and looked for a tunnel, which would most likely be hidden by a bush or something. "What are you doing?" said an unexpected voice. I turned. Eye patch man?!?! No... Someone else. He was tall, with heavy armor, and a helmet that looked like a dragons head. He was also armed with a long-sword. "I could ask you the same question," I said. "You could, but you would have to answer mine first." He rested his hand on the handle of his sword. "You want a fight?" I challenged. "I want an answer." I paused for a moment. "Very well. I am Irin of Erram. I seek the Dwarves’ assistance." "Assistance with what?" "Never mind that. You have your answer." I started to walk away, but he ran in front of me. "What is your problem?" "I can't allow you to pass." "And why is that?" "I must protect my people," "From what?" I shouted. "If you haven’t noticed, my people are your people. We’re in Soroth." He shook his head. "No. We are not the same." I was ready to slice him to bits there. "Please move, I grow tired of this nonsense." "No," Now I was really ready to slice him to bits. "I am not a threat," I explained very, very slowly. "How do I know that," he said. "Because I just told you. Please. Go away before I am forced to slice you to bits." "I'd like to see you try," he said. "Those are fighting words." I said "So are those," I glared at him for a long time. Then we heard a scream. Clearly, he thought this was my fault, because he took out his sword... I mean crossbow.... Crossbow? This guy was heavily armed. Ha-ha, look who’s talking. Anyway, he aimed his crossbow at me. "What. Have. You. Done." "Nothing, but someone’s in trouble. We have to help them." Someone screamed again. I started running toward the sound. But he stopped me again. "Wait," I clenched my fists to avoid pulling my sword on him. "How do I know this isn't a trap?" he asked. I sighed. "You don't. But do you really want to stand here bickering about it while someone may be getting hurt." We stood there a moment more, then, he lowered his crossbow. I took off immediately pulling out my sword. Freedom ran with me, and when he was close enough, I jumped on. We went around the nearest mountain. And there was the victim, and the attackers. 5 attackers to be exact. Behind me the man with the crossbow caught up. I remember thinking two things: 1- Darn, he caught up. And 2 - good, some help would be nice. "What's your name," I asked him. "Seth." he said, panting. "Alright. I assume you’re fighting, and if you weren’t going to, you are now. Let's do this."
Erram was looking much better now. More elves were helping with the rebuild everyday, which meant Liz, Dash, Lyn, Kore, iZ, Gavin, Rika and Renethon could take a break every once and awhile. The eight of them sat in the shade eating lunch. Gavin was polishing his sword. Satisfied with the shine, he stood, then slashed it through the air. "You know, it's been a long time since I've duelled someone for fun," he said. "Anyone want to sharpen their sword skills? How about you, Renethon?" "I think I'll pass, thanks," said Renethon. "What about you, Dash?" "No thanks," replied Dash. Gavin frowned. "iZ?" iZ looked around. "uhh...sure, why not." "That's not a fair fight," Lyn said. "Make sure you go easy on him, Gavin," Liz said at the same time, followed by Dash saying, "I don’t think this is a good idea." "What's wrong?" iZ asked, puzzled by their reactions. "Well, Gavin doesn't really give his opponents a chance," Kore explained. "Trust me. Been there, done that, never doing it again." "Hang on." Renethon said, "Give him a chance," "I bet you 10 gold pieces he won't last 10 minutes with Gavin." Dash said to Renethon. Renethon thought for a moment, then nodded. "I'll take that bet." "Wait. Are you sure you still want to do this, iZ?" Liz asked. "Sure." "Alright," Liz looked unsure. Type equation here. iZ gave his sword to Gavin. Gavin made the edges of the sword blunt by using magic, then gave it back to iZ. He did the same with his own sword. The shook hands, then backed up. iZ tensed his muscles and got into a defensive position. Gavin did the same. "Your move, my friend," Gavin said. iZ held his stance. "You can go first," "As you wish." Gavin stepped forward and jabbed his sword at iZ, which he easily dodged. iZ slashed his sword at Gavin. Gavin jumped back just in time, then swung his sword, which iZ blocked. Metal continued to clash during the next 15 minutes or so, both iZ and Gavin exchanging the same amount of blows. Then iZ delivered a blow so strong, that it knocked Gavin off balance, and he fell. iZ held his sword a few inches away from Gavin's neck, then stepped away to let Gavin get up. “Well played, my friend," Gavin said as he shook hands with iZ, smiling Liz, Kore, and Lyn starred in disbelief. Dash's mouth hung open. Renethon smiled and nodded. "Dash, you owe me 10 pieces of gold." "No way, I wasn't serious about that." "You would have made me pay, had I lost." "I - yeah, your right," Dash grumbled. "Well done." said Arabella, who had come to watch in the middle of the duel. "Arrabella, we didn't know you were here," Liz said, surprised. "That, Lizeren, is because I made a point of concealing myself." Arabella turned to iZ and said, "Well done. I'm glad to know that you’re on our side." "Thank you," said iZ, who was slightly stunned. He bowed. "I must be going now, but it was a pleasure to watch," "It was a pleasure to have your company," Said Liz. She stood and bowed. Arabella nodded, smiled, then left. "Well Gavin, it looks like you might need some lessons." Kore said. "I guess I might be a little out of practice, but iZ won, fair and square." Liz sat down next to Renethon. "How did you know iZ would win?" "Just a lucky guess, I suppose."
So that's how I found myself fighting on the same side as a nutcase. (Who I still wanted to slice to bits...okay, I might have anger issues...) It went pretty fast. Seth was a pretty good fighter. Maybe I wouldn't dice him into tomatoes...I said maybe.... We choose a suprise attack. I dismounted Freedom and we ran in together. They turned at the last second to see us comming at them. We took out two right then. The other three were a bit faster and had thier swords out before we could get at them. They were quick, but they weren't that good. One tried to stab at me and completly missed. I blocked the other's sword. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Seth knock out his opponet. He came to help me with the other. Soon, they were running away. The other three came to and also ran away, but Seth managed to snag a pouch of money that they stole from the girl. When they were gone, Seth looked me up and down. "I've decided that you aren't here to kill my people." he said. I gave him a blank stare. It took him long enough. I decided not to say anything, then went to check on the girl.
The girl looked scared, but other than that, she looked fine, aside from a few minor scrapes. I gave her my hand and pulled her up. The poor girl was still trembleing in fear. She couldn't have been more than 15...maybe 16. (in human years of course) Seth handed her the money pouch, which she took greatfully. "Thank you so much, Seth. And you too, umm," she said looking at me. I was about to tell her my name when I was so rudely inturrepred by Seth. "Irkïar, what did you do? I've told you a million times to stay in the tunnels unless another dwarf is with you. And even then only when you need to." "But Seth, I was only-" "No 'buts', Irkïar!" Seth interrupted again. "I promised your parents I would protect you, and intend to keep that promise. That is something I can't do if your running around all the time. Now what do you have to say for yourself?" "I'm sorry Seth," Irkïar said. Clearly they knew each other. Irkïar looked up. She was short, so I assumed she was a dwarf, which would make sense. These were the Torp mountains after all. But something wasn't right about Seth. "Thanks for helping Seth save me." She said. I smiled. It wasn't often that I recieved grattitude for doing my job. "No problem. Just be careful next time." "There won't be a next time. Right?" Seth said. There was a bit of anger in his voice. Irkïar nodded. "Good. Now let's get you back into the tunnels." She nodded again, then turned and started walking. Seth followed behind her. They forgot about me. Irritated, I grabbed Freedom's reigns and caught up to Seth. "So, can I see the dwarf king now?" Seth looked at me again. "Fine. But I'm going to accompany you the whole way there. And if you do anything wrong, I swear I'll-" I cut him off. "You don't have to worry about me. I have a letter to prove that I'm on a mission for the queen. If you need to see it, I can-" He interuppted me again. "Alright. But you don't have to cut me off like that. This from the rudest person in the Torp Mountains. I rolled my eyes and we kept walking in silence.