May 17th 2011
Again I wake up in this room, I still don’t
know where am I, Maat didn’t told me yet, but at least I’m not burning in that
city… damn I get goose bumps each time I think about it. Today I got a nice
surprise, at first my body felt really heavy, I thought I couldn’t move again;
but when I watched what was happening, I noticed Seara sleeping over me, now he
was big enough to cover my whole stomach. I poke at his head softly, trying to
wake him up, and look like it was enough because he started jumping and playing
like a child.
My
body was light again, looks like I recovered most of my energy. I sat down on
the bed and stretch my arms, while the little dragon continued messing with
everything he could get on his mouth. – That’s
a weird pet you have there – Matt was leaning on the threshold of the door,
observing me; It really creeps me out when she do that, is like she doesn’t
even make a sound. She was wearing the same dress, but her hair was tied in a
curly pony tail, it made her looks even more like a boy.
Looks
like I took too much time looking at her and thinking to myself, because she
clapped once to catch my attention. – So
I guess that you already recovered, boy? – she asked me with a harsh voice,
I stood up and continued stretching my body, all my articulations scream
satisfy, just how much time was I laying on that bed? – Yeah, I feel really nice, and my name isn’t “boy”, I’m Yumeshi –
She stood there looking at me, with a face that show me a painful indifference,
then pointed at me – Well… Yumeshi… you
should put something on, or are you being suggestive? – When I looked where
she was pointing at, I noticed that I was completely nude. I cover myself
awkwardly, not sure how to act against her attitude, just like Eres; are all
the women on this world like that? She just let out a funny smile and turns her
face to the other way, at least she was considerate.
I
searched for my clothes but they weren’t anywhere, Maat told me that they were
completely ripped at the battle with Arthur, but she has some guy clothes on
the wardrobe and I could take it. I went to the plain looking wardrobe, being
too conscientious of Maat presence even if she wasn’t looking. I just picked
the first I saw, a white shirt that was a little big on me and a pair of dark
green pants, with a cord acting as a belt. “Luxurious clothes” I thought, I
don’t think I want to know where she got these; they have a strange smell on
them.
She
guided me out of the building; I thought it was bigger because of the room
space, but it just had a corridor and another room, a strange place to live.
When we were out, i could see a few of the same houses; when I asked her Maat
why they had those shapes, she told me they were used mainly as hideouts, there
were hidden stairs in each room that leads to a labyrinth where people could
run when bandits attack their homes; the house size was too let the bandits
enter and exit faster, so they wouldn’t notice the secret stairs. It was a
curious setting, but i wonder why so much security, this region is having
problem with different factions just like in Keppen? Looks like this world
loves war too…
Maat
guided me through a few streets; the area was quiet normal if you ignore the
building strange shapes, wide and short. I tried to start a conversation with
Maat a few times in our walking, but her answers were fast and concise, I wonder
if she was avoiding me for a reason in particular. After a few minutes, she
stopped in front of a building, not different from the rest; when I asked her
the reason to stopped, she pointed in a place of the wall and told me to watch
closely; there was a sign carved on it that I didn’t noticed at first, it was
really small and didn’t outstand from the wall, but it was familiar… a vertical
eye…
Once
we were inside the building, Maat uncovered a trapdoor in one of the room – If we were going to the labyrinth we could
have used any house… – I said to her with irritation on my voice, I wasn’t too
happy to walk for minutes, almost hours, after staying so much without moving.
She just told me to follow her into the trapdoor, and so I did.
The
underground was illuminated by a row of light spheres spread through the
galleries, I could sense strong magic coming from them; I wonder if this is the
work of one or a few wizards. The way continued for a while, but it surprised
me that there weren’t any crossways; I thought this was meant to be a net
connecting all the houses. The way ended in a big underground hall that remind
me of the one from the forest, maybe they have something in common; I wanted to
comment it with Maat, but she stopped me and told me to wait there, while going
inside the hall, covered by darkness.
Iuvenise
warrior wizard, Maat, reporting from her
mission – She said
while kneeling on the floor of the dark hall, at first I thought she went nuts,
talking alone and kneeling to no one, but then I heard a voice echoing through
the hall – Iuvenise Maat, how went the
black magic inspection at “midnight refuge”? – I tried to knew where the voice were coming
from, but I just could see a black curtain on my front – As the council suspected, there was a ritual taking place in the city.
I arrived just when it was finishing and successfully stopped the caster;
unfortunately he was just a mercenary using a pre-programmed artifact linked to
his life force, the ritual necessary to stop the artifact require of a large
quantity of time, so I casted a shield around me and focused on the
cancelation. – She stopped for a moment and turned her head in my
direction, telling me to kneel at her side. I did as she asked, a little embarrassed
and then she continued.
The cancellation was going smooth, no problems so far; until an unknown
source of energy went through it like nothing – She said while pointing at me – I was still on my concentration mode, but
tried to talk to this person, he mistook me for the ritual caster and attacked
me, breaking my concentration. The mercenary took advantage of the shield
breaking, and started his attack; I protected the civil and was badly hurt, I hereby
apologize for that mistake – She stopped again, maybe waiting for an answer
from whoever she was talking to; but there was none, so she continued – With my concentration broken and injured, I couldn’t
confront the enemy; the civil fought and finished him, following my petition,
ending the ritual – Looks like she ended her report, she kept her mouth
shut for a while. Then the voice resonated again, without showing any kind of
expression in his tone – You did the
right choice, but must learn to protect with a constant shield. About this
young one… well I guess is better if I show myself.
What I saw after that… well, I will
write it tomorrow…
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