Unknown day, Eleasis
I awoke, my friends huddled around me, not initially realising anything was wrong. I knew I’d been knocked out, and could have sworn I was slipping away, but when I came back to my senses I thought the slipping must have been a fever dream.
I was so shocked I almost missed the ears, as they weren’t even the first clue that anything was wrong. I’m no longer me, at least in body.
At least I’m alive, I’ve got my mind and memories, friends and family (for what they’re worth, outside Zia). All I’ve lost is my appearance.
I didn’t know what to do, so I took my usual plan of action when I don’t know what to do: I went to see Zia. I probably should have thought what I’d say to her when I arrived home, but it wasn’t until Hrodgeirr started asking who I was that I realised I’d have to explain who I am. I couldn’t do it, not to him. Even Zia I struggled. Eventually she told me I’d be best off staying with Kara. Between the walk and the conversation, I also discovered we’d been missing a month.
At least I’m alive, I’ve got my mind and memories, friends and Zia. All I’ve lost is my appearance, a month, my home and things I wasn’t carrying.
Regrouping, it seemed everyone had had a rough time of it. Silese was told about her trial coming up in just a week now, Aaron hadn’t been able to find Kaleb and Mireya seemed sad that her family had all gone to Baemore farms, leaving her to a cold home coming. I tried to cheer up Mireya by taking me clothes shopping, given I’d need a whole new wardrobe now. I think it helped, but it may have just been hope.
Following that, we went to see Captain Tresden. On the body of Giddeon we found a book, implicating a number of people around town who worked for him, and had decided to return the log to her, and let the guards handle it. Unfortunately, none of us had planned on explaining my presence, and the seeming lack of Arseni, and my power was let slip.
At least I’m alive, I’ve got my mind and memories, friends and Zia. All I’ve lost is my appearance, a month, my home and things I wasn’t carrying, and my secret.
We decided that we’d do our best to save Iona from the vampire, Caldwrath, before Selise got her trial, to both keep her mind off it, and to give her another good act to claim. To this end, we were heading south, which was perfect for me as I wanted to see the Duke.
After a short while faffing about to get past his guards, we were directed to a young man working in a tavern. He was given quick access, and we were allowed through with him. The Duke recognised me on sight, which was relieving, but was either unwilling or unable to help me just now.
At least I’m alive, I’ve got my mind and memories, friends and Zia. All I’ve lost is my appearance, a month, my home and things I wasn’t carrying, my secret and my short term hope.
However, we were hoping to get assistance from Duke Arik, which was still on the table, but the first thing Silese asked was whether killing him would free Iona. Nothing is ever that simple, though, is it?
In order to free Iona entirely, a deal would need to be struck, either with the Duke or Bagoda. Duke Arik seemed reluctant to offer his deal, and I see why. It was horrific. Taking all the life, years and youth from someone, although he refused to accept from me, in return for his services.
I knew that he offered nothing for free, but I had no idea how steep his terms were. It makes me fear for what I owe for my training.
The other alternative was Bagoda, the swamp witch. I should have gone with her, tried to council Silese, but I was in a panic.
I don’t know the details of the deal struck, but it appears it was made with Bagoda. My friend will be given her time until the vampire is defeated, and then… I don’t know what will happen to her.
At least I’m alive, I’ve got my mind and memories, some of my friends and Zia. I’ve lost is my appearance, a month, my home and things I wasn’t carrying, my secret, some of my faith in my mentor, and another friend.
I wonder if The Duke will berate me again if I cry.