Isanien, pt. 13

Is he truly dead? Somehow I doubt it was so easy. They say he fell and vanished. They could not show me a body, or even more than a small sack of coins. No, he is not dead yet, merely surprised, wounded. As with any animal that makes him all the more dangerous, not less so. He was a powerful caster, and cunning to strike when both Szordrin & Inioch were otherwise away. I must be ready. He will not be so easily stopped next time.

And what of this ‘Falcon’? His writings held little interest for me, but Inioch thinks the son may hold a key. I have heard no talk of this family since coming to the surface. Perhaps they are all long dead. The possessions were placed oddly throughout the caverns. One who knew traps well enough to place those should also have known they would do little to stop the determined. Perhaps that was all intended. Humans can be an odd sort.

Speaking of odd… I spotted a woman on our return to Lazareth. Her hair reminded me of fire and blood. She seemed… different. Wrong somehow and yet I cannot place my finger on what causes me to feel so. She was not familiar, of that I am certain, and yet I felt drawn to her. She returned to the market and I felt compelled to follow. I watched from the shadows as she gathered her belongings and spoke of a long journey. She stood, and before I could move closer she stepped… one moment she was on the ground and the next she was soaring higher that any bird I knew. I quickly lost sight of her in the darkened sky. The air swirled and crackled in her wake. The residue of power one that I could almost taste.

…who is she?

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