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Ivoorstrandnt- Vol.001:Iss#010

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Story

The somber atmosphere of the infirmary weighed heavily on me as Konyel and I walked through its doors. A hodgepodge of medicinal herbs mixed with the musty dampness of the dungeon filled the air, offering an odd comfort against the bitter scene unfolding before us. Floating above Aq’s lifeless body was an ethereal purple orb. It pulsed, unseen to most but glaringly evident to my trained eyes. Konyel’s indifference to the spectacle confirmed that.

I felt a familiar knot in my stomach, not from grief for the deceased rat-man - Aq had been a thorn in my side from the start - but from a gnawing sense of frustration. My meticulously laid plans were veering off course, and I loathed the feeling of failure.

"I need a moment alone, Konyel," I announced, looking at him sternly. I made my way towards Aq’s body, my gaze locked on the hauntingly beautiful spirit orb. Konyel wordlessly exited, leaving me alone with the vestige of Aq's spirit. There was no grief in my heart for him, but a sense of closure was needed. I had plans for his soul.

Turning my attention back to the orb, I began to speak, my voice echoing in the hushed room. “Aq, you were a worthy adversary, no matter the trouble you caused me. May your spirit find peace.” I reached out, absorbing his spirit into my soul log. An immediate surge of energy rushed through me, exhilarating yet somber. Aq was truly gone.

Just then, the door creaked open, and Xhiya stepped in. She stopped in her tracks, a troubled look on her face. I saw her glance flicker between me and Aq’s body. An awkward silence fell between us as she processed the scene, her eyes slightly wider.

“It appears Aq has fully passed on," Xhiya stated, her voice softer than usual. She glanced back at me, uncertainty marring her usually confident features. "I...I'm sorry for your loss, Kes-qa. He... He fought till the end."

I nodded, offering a half-hearted smile. "It's not the loss that troubles me, Xhiya. It's what his death means for what's to come. I have plans...plans that needed him."

I watched as she sighed, the look on her face one of understanding. But I knew she couldn't truly understand. She didn't know the weight of the mission I had.

As if to break the somber moment, she cleared her throat and straightened her posture, looking back to her professional self. "There's someone who'd like to speak with you, Kes-qa," she said, her tone back to its firm and confident pitch. "Vhowin's awake."

Vhowin - my new source of potential information. With a heavy sigh, I left Aq's lifeless body behind, moving toward the now awake Vhowin. As I approached his bed, I studied his face, noting his alert eyes. "Vhowin," I started, "why were you collared?"

He looked at me, his eyes carrying a cryptic spark as he answered, "I am an agent of chaos, Kes-qa."

I frowned, not satisfied with his vague answer. "Vhowin," I pressed on, my tone serious. "You owe me your life. I expect honest answers. What's your connection with Fievhos?"

He was quiet for a moment, looking at me thoughtfully. "You're right, Kes-qa." His voice had lost its previous cryptic tone, replaced by one of grim honesty. "I know things. Dangerous things. Things about what Fievhos is after."

I felt my heart rate pick up a notch. This was the information I needed. "Go on," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Fievhos," Vhowin began, his eyes distant as if reliving past horrors, "he is searching for something. An item of great power. An Oathevone."

The unfamiliar term sent a shiver down my spine. I leaned in closer, my eyes searching his for any sign of deceit. "And what, exactly, is an Oathevone?"

But before Vhowin could reply, Konyel stormed into the room, his brow furrowed and eyes wide. "Oathevone?" he echoed, staring at Vhowin and me. His face was paler than usual. "We have to leave, Kes-qa. Now. Seldah... Seldah will know more about this."

I glanced at Konyel, my mind spinning with the new information. Was this the key I had been searching for? Could this Oathevone be linked to Fievhos' plans? A nod from Konyel brought me back to reality. My gaze flitted back to Vhowin, his frail state somewhat unnerving me. "Can you stand, Vhowin?" I questioned, uncertainty lacing my voice.

His look of surprise was quickly replaced by a flicker of hope, as he gave a nod. Seeing his determination despite the evident pain stirred something within me, a rare sense of compassion. I couldn't, I wouldn't, leave him to endure another round of torture.

"Wait, Kes-qa, you can't be serious. You have no authority to just... remove him from here," Konyel interjected, his protest falling on stubborn ears.

My gaze was resolute as I turned to him. "But you do, don't you Konyel? Authority, I mean." Konyel hesitated before reluctantly nodding. His silence was all the affirmation I needed.

"That settles it, then," I declared, firmness in my tone. "Vhowin is with us, under your custody."

As we prepared to leave the infirmary, a sudden commotion echoed throughout the quarters. The high-pitched shatter of glass, followed by the deep, resonating thrum of the Stuitlaai gates opening sent shivers down my spine. Then, reverberating through the sudden silence was a chilling cry, the ominous echo of Fievhos screaming, "Kes-qa!!!"

"Fievhos?" Konyel cursed under his breath. Spurring us further.

Next week

We will be taking a break from Ivoorstrandt. We will drop a recap and move on to something new. I've been wanting to play a procedural slice of life type game that continually expands the world building and lore of Sorg. Lucky for me Mythic Magazine #26 has rules for just that. Can't wait to hear what you all think. Don't forget to drop a comment down below. Thank you again for reading!

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