{"id":232,"date":"2019-06-29T11:59:00","date_gmt":"2019-06-29T11:59:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/141.148.246.190\/index.php\/single-post\/wings-of-chaos-chapter-35\/"},"modified":"2023-09-29T15:48:31","modified_gmt":"2023-09-29T14:48:31","slug":"wings-of-chaos-chapter-35","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.alexisveenendaal.com\/index.php\/2019\/06\/29\/wings-of-chaos-chapter-35\/","title":{"rendered":"Wings of Chaos: Chapter 35"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"SITE_CONTAINER\">\n<div id=\"main_MF\">\n<div id=\"BACKGROUND_GROUP\">\n<div id=\"BACKGROUND_GROUP_TRANSITION_GROUP\">\n<div id=\"site-root\">\n<div id=\"masterPage\" class=\"mesh-layout\"><main id=\"PAGES_CONTAINER\" tabindex=\"-1\"><\/p>\n<div id=\"SITE_PAGES\">\n<div id=\"SITE_PAGES_TRANSITION_GROUP\" class=\"_2YGAo\">\n<div id=\"cgla\" class=\"Ry26q\">\n<div class=\"_3CemL\" data-testid=\"page-bg\">\n<div class=\"_3K7uv\">\n<div id=\"Containercgla\" class=\"_1KV2M\">\n<div class=\"\" data-mesh-id=\"ContainercglainlineContent\" data-testid=\"inline-content\">\n<div data-mesh-id=\"ContainercglainlineContent-gridContainer\" data-testid=\"mesh-container-content\">\n<div id=\"TPAMultiSection_kfs95fbo\">\n<div class=\"TPAMultiSection_kfs95fbo\">\n<div class=\"use-media-queries\" style=\"--root-width: 100vw;\" data-hook=\"responsive-listener\">\n<div class=\"NqOR6 blog-background-color PJALf is-desktop app-desktop\">\n<div id=\"new-blog-popover-root\" class=\"_9KIBf\">\n<div id=\"content-wrapper\">\n<div class=\"znjNN FpkmF G+Ew8 blog-post-page-font\" data-hook=\"post-page\">\n<div class=\"ePykw\">\n<div class=\"_8slRW\">\n<article class=\"ms7aY blog-post-page-font blog-card-background-color blog-card-border-color blog-text-color undefined\" style=\"border-width: 0;\" data-hook=\"post\">\n<div class=\"rZ4lf\">\n<div class=\"ZpV9q\">\n<div class=\"SFQRB\" data-hook=\"post-description\">\n<article class=\"blog-post-page-font\">\n<div class=\"post-content__body\">\n<div class=\"DHTiu\">\n<div class=\"DHTiu\">\n<div class=\"LUaQN qUxWM _3Z+zE\" style=\"--rce-text-color: #ffffff; --rce-opaque-background-color: #1f1f1f; --rce-divider-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.2); --rce-active-divider-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.5); --rce-highlighted-color: #9c9c31; --rce-link-hashtag-color: #9c9c31; --rce-mobile-font-size: 16px; --rce-header-two-font-size: 25px; --rce-header-three-font-size: 19px; --rce-header-four-font-size: 17px; --rce-header-five-font-size: 15px; --rce-header-six-font-size: 13px; --rce-mobile-header-two-font-size: 24px; --rce-mobile-header-three-font-size: 20px; --rce-mobile-header-four-font-size: 20px; --rce-mobile-header-five-font-size: 20px; --rce-mobile-header-six-font-size: 20px; --rce-mobile-quotes-font-size: 20px;\" data-rce-version=\"8.70.33\">\n<div class=\"kvdbP ZUTsX SO4Kx _1O7aH\" dir=\"ltr\" data-id=\"rich-content-viewer\">\n<div class=\"_1hN1O NwZmu _3EPBy\">\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block-first\">\n<h3 id=\"viewer-foo\" class=\"_3qMKZ _1j-51 _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Chapter 35: The White Dragon<\/span><\/h3>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block1\">\n<div id=\"viewer-6fr7\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><\/div>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block2\">\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block3\">\n<p id=\"viewer-2s3qb\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Shale walked carefully through the courtyard, her feet barely skimming the ground. She held up a hand and it passed through solid stone. Dazed and feeling lightheaded, she shot forward through the fog. There was a strong sense of<em> other<\/em> inside the courtyard, and she thought she saw something move next to her. She twisted, and looked up in surprise at a towering, eighteen-foot tall figure. It was a female giant. She was ethereal, like Shale, and had a kindly face that also looked sad and worn. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block4\">\n<p id=\"viewer-ai0ht\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cHello?\u201d Shale called uncertainly.<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block5\">\n<p id=\"viewer-eat46\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">The giant looked down at her, eyes widening. \u201cYou can see me?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block6\">\n<p id=\"viewer-fe6el\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cIt\u2019s, ah, magic,\u201d Shale explained lamely. \u201cWhat\u2019s happened to you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block7\">\n<p id=\"viewer-fdcll\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cI am Esclorota,\u201d she said softly, \u201cwife of Blagothkus. I died.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block8\">\n<p id=\"viewer-3ki04\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cBut why haven\u2019t you, you know, moved on?\u201d she asked awkwardly. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block9\">\n<p id=\"viewer-7auff\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cThere are things that need to be done. I can\u2019t leave yet.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block10\">\n<p id=\"viewer-9hcqd\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cWhat needs to be done?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block11\">\n<p id=\"viewer-1gk03\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Esclorota sighed, and the castle lurched beneath them. She gave a worried look to the tower. \u201cHe\u2019s not well. I\u2019m not sure what he\u2019s going to do.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block12\">\n<p id=\"viewer-btsek\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cYour husband?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block13\">\n<p id=\"viewer-4ar49\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">She nodded. \u201cHis spirit\u2014he\u2019s remembered everything.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block14\">\n<p id=\"viewer-6ms1v\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cWhat did he remember?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block15\">\n<p id=\"viewer-4jk28\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cThe mistakes he\u2019s made\u2026 the things he tells himself\u2026\u201d she seemed to fade for a moment, then shook herself and came back. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block16\">\n<p id=\"viewer-49cri\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Shale watched curiously. \u201cIs there anything we can do to help?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block17\">\n<p id=\"viewer-bucm7\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cI need someone to calm him before he brings this whole place to the ground.\u201d She glanced again at the tower.<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block18\">\n<p id=\"viewer-8gsne\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cAny advice?\u201d Shale prompted.<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block19\">\n<p id=\"viewer-44r5i\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cGive him hope that the dragons can still lose.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block20\">\n<p id=\"viewer-u4ud\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Shale nodded. \u201cI know exactly what needs to be done,\u201d she told the giantess.<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block21\">\n<p id=\"viewer-ce213\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cThank you,\u201d Esclorota smiled, then continued to pace the courtyard.<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block22\">\n<p id=\"viewer-ds5r8\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Shale concentrated, then dropped through the stone floor and soared weightlessly through solid ice and stone.<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block23\">\n<div id=\"viewer-2lr8q\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block24\">\n<div id=\"viewer-en24s\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block25\">\n<p id=\"viewer-6516i\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">She passed through the depths of the castle, soaring through walls, until she sunk into the twisting tunnels of the caverns below. She followed them, moving at an incredible speed. They were winding and she had to move through several, using her sense of the dragon\u2019s whereabout to take her to the massive cavern. Icicles sparkled, and amongst them she noticed gems and gold pieces. The closer she came to the centre of the cavern, the more there were, until the walls were entirely embedded in riches. It certainly was the mark of a dragon to have so much unused wealth in one place. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block26\">\n<p id=\"viewer-6bqrb\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Then, she heard it. The breaths of the dragon. She drifted up and saw its white form curled around the ice. There were jagged black scars along its side from where the lightning struck, but many of its wounds were already half healed. She watched it for a few minutes, taking note of where it slept exactly. Then, she moved through some of the smaller tunnels to see where they led. Finally, she shot back up through the castle and into the courtyard. The castle lurched again as she returned to her full physical self, her feet settling on solid ground. She felt dizzy as she ran up the stairs and found the others. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block27\">\n<p id=\"viewer-84tjn\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cYou say it\u2019s nearly healed already?\u201d Keelan asked, looking troubled.<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block28\">\n<p id=\"viewer-8rcpm\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Shale nodded. \u201cEsclorota told me Blagothkus will destroy the castle, us included, unless we can prove to him the dragons can be defeated. I think we need to kill this white dragon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block29\">\n<p id=\"viewer-ahflj\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cI\u2019m in,\u201d Fillip said.<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block30\">\n<p id=\"viewer-2lm90\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cMe too,\u201d Keelan nodded gruffly. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block31\">\n<p id=\"viewer-8nuhe\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cWell, what are we waiting for?\u201d Reverence asked impatiently, grabbing his spear and planting it on the ground, surveying the castle over their vantage point in the tower. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block32\">\n<p id=\"viewer-4ttpv\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">With that, they all ran down to the courtyard. All except Aidra, who stayed in Blagothkus\u2019 room nervously. She still looked pale and malnourished, and Shale couldn\u2019t fault her for not wanting to fight. She had been a prisoner for all too long. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block33\">\n<p id=\"viewer-2mvsv\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cSpread out,\u201d Oszaren advised as they placed themselves around the large cavern entrance. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block34\">\n<p id=\"viewer-bel6v\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Shale set up her arrow trap in the snow and faced it toward the entrance. Whisper and Reverence began forming the ice and snow on the ground into several icy huts to be used for cover. Then Reverence climbed deftly to the top of the cavern entrance so he could jump down on the beast. Whisper weaved an intricate spell over the entrance and a large spider\u2019s web appeared, shimmering in the morning light. Finally, Shale, Fillip and Whisper placed themselves inside the huts, waiting to jump out when the dragon appeared. She took out her bow, notched an arrow, and planted a knee on the ground so she could peek through the entrance of the hut. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block35\">\n<p id=\"viewer-935b4\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Then, Reverence magically enhanced his voice and began shouting profanities about the dragon. \u201cWEAK AND COWARDLY!\u201d His voice echoed over the courtyard and the castle shuddered again. \u201cISN\u2019T IT NICE\u2014THAT THIS WHITE DRAGON HAS SLUNK AWAY\u2014AND LEFT ALL THIS GOLD FOR US? I\u2019VE NEVER SEEN A DRAGON CRAWL AWAY\u2014WITH ITS TAIL BETWEEN ITS LEGS. IS IT JUST WHITE DRAGONS\u2014OR ARE THEY ALL THIS WEAK?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block36\">\n<p id=\"viewer-crqet\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Pounding steps came from beneath, growing louder. A roar pierced the castle as the massive white dragon head appeared at the entrance and was immediately wrapped in the large spider webs.<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block37\">\n<div id=\"viewer-7gbgi\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block38\">\n<p id=\"viewer-dj2a3\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">The white dragon\u2019s roar echoed ferociously as he broke from the webs. He caught sight of Reverence overhead as the tiefling brought up his spear. The dragon snatched him out of the air and tried to throw him to the ground, but Reverence swung around its jaw and clambered onto its head. Shale\u2019s first arrow trap loosed and caught the dragon\u2019s hide. The dragon stomped forward, ready to take flight, but Oszaren shouted, \u201cYou\u2019re not going anywhere!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block39\">\n<p id=\"viewer-ch4db\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">A giant stone hand burst from the ground and grasped onto the dragon\u2019s leg, but it tore out of it and unfurled its wings. Oszaren swore. Shale released her arrows, avoiding the dragon\u2019s head where Reverence was trying to maneuver himself. Fillip peeked out and a rumbling cloud of lightning appeared overhead, cracking the dragon twice with bolts. Reverence narrowly slid out of the way.<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block40\">\n<p id=\"viewer-f7n7t\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Furious, the dragon opened its mouth and released a jettison of ice. The air froze around them, and a massive wall began to form. Shale jumped from the hut as it shattered, and barely managed to run out of the way as the wall shot up, separating their group. The dragon\u2019s icy breath halted and it shook Reverence from its back, turning on him. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block41\">\n<p id=\"viewer-8dimf\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Shale shot again, then ran breathlessly to avoid it as it swept around. She heard Whisper on the other side of the wall shouting to Keelan, then saw the tabaxi\u2019s form appear at the top of the wall with a group of four-legged ice creatures that barked and ran along the wall toward the dragon. The tabaxi dropped back down and she heard Keelan shout again. The paladin ran around the wall, his armour half frozen, and shook his sword at the dragon. It looked down at him, then jumped into the air. Whisper\u2019s conjured creatures barked and jumped at it, but it was out of reach. Keelan began a spell, but the dragon was faster. It dug its claws into the ice wall it\u2019d created and brought half of it down on Keelan. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block42\">\n<p id=\"viewer-a9vid\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">The man jumped to dodge the falling blocks of ice, and the following burst of snow and ice made it impossible to tell if he\u2019d gotten out. Shale took a breath, ran past Reverence, then skidded in the snow and took aim again. The arrow caught the dragon in the back of the head as it took flight again. As it did, the rest of the ice wall turned to mist and disappeared. The dragon swooped in a low circle and another burst of ice shot from its maw. This time, the wall it created ran straight through the two huts, with no sign of Fillip or Keelan. Whisper\u2019s ice creatures scampered up the new wall and ran along it toward the dragon. Whisper climbed as well and dropped to the other side of the wall. She heard Keelan yell his name. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block43\">\n<p id=\"viewer-er2l1\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">The dragon landed and swung a tail at Reverence, who had just stood up from his fall and was looking well beaten. Shale used the distraction to run to Oszaren, who was throwing balls of green fire at the dragon\u2019s back. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block44\">\n<p id=\"viewer-5l3q4\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Their group was scattered, but the dragon was looking tired. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block45\">\n<p id=\"viewer-lch3\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">The dragon took flight again. Shale paused and released another arrow, which bounced off its belly scales. Then, the dragon dropped down on the other side of the wall and they heard him grumble in a low voice, \u201cYOU SMELL FAMILIAR.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block46\">\n<p id=\"viewer-36gca\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">The lightning storm suddenly shifted, and a bolt struck the ground near the dragon. The dragon chuckled. \u201cWell, you just smell!\u201d Fillip said back. Fillip\u2019s storm hit the dragon the second time. It snarled, and Shale could hear its breath as it released more ice. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block47\">\n<p id=\"viewer-4l9ee\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">A cold fog billowed up from the other side of the wall. Shale gasped. She heard no screams from Fillip, Keelan or Whisper. Reverence was panting and came over to her and Oszaren. \u201cWhat\u2014?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block48\">\n<p id=\"viewer-fnjif\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cNot good,\u201d Oszaren said. \u201cWe need to get around this wall.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block49\">\n<p id=\"viewer-fou66\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">The tiefling nodded, looked around the courtyard, then smirked as he spotted one of the ogre catapults at the top of the tower. His wounds forgotten, he ran toward it. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block50\">\n<p id=\"viewer-r094\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">The ground of the castle shuddered. Shale looked up as the ice wall collapsed into mist and the white dragon rose up and flew away from them, the unmoving body of Fillip clutched in its claws. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block51\">\n<p id=\"viewer-7k36j\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cNO!\u201d Keelan roared. He charged after the dragon, pitifully slow on foot as its wings carried it over the castle walls. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block52\">\n<p id=\"viewer-d6dc7\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Whisper was on the ground, crawling to his feet with a pained expression. Shale slung her bow over her shoulder and charged after Keelan. She saw blasts of Oszaren\u2019s spells flying past her at the dragon, but it would soon be out of range. She saw Fillip\u2019s form shrink inside the claws, but it was too far to see what he\u2019d transformed into. She hoped it was something with wings. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block53\">\n<p id=\"viewer-cq8f\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Over their heads, they saw an orange blur, but it fell over the top of the outer wall past the dragon and dropped. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block54\">\n<p id=\"viewer-6daj9\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">She was nearly upon Keelan when suddenly the paladin threw a spell at his legs. His form blurred and he shot from the courtyard to the top of the outer wall only seconds later. Then he held up his gauntleted hand. It began to glow, and she saw tiny explosions in the dragon\u2019s scales. She didn\u2019t stop running, but she shouted in excitement. The paladin, it seemed, had caused her many arrow tips inside the dragon to explode. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block55\">\n<p id=\"viewer-c8naf\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">The dragon\u2019s wings stopped moving as its body smoked and thick streams of blood ran from its many wounds. The massive beast screamed and fell from the sky. \u201cFILLIP!\u201d She heard Keelan scream over the edge, and thought the paladin was about to throw himself over after him.<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block56\">\n<p id=\"viewer-cel\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">But, then, miraculously, a tiny yellow canary twittered and shot to the top of the wall and landed next to Keelan, transforming on the spot into a grinning Fillip. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block57\">\n<p id=\"viewer-43drn\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Shale\u2019s running slowed, and she laughed aloud, looking back at Oszaren, who shouted, \u201cTHAT WAS REVERENCE! HE OVERSHOT!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block58\">\n<p id=\"viewer-5ab76\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\"><em>What? <\/em>Shale thought, then realized in horror that the tiefling had shot himself from the catapult on the wall after the dragon but had missed it completely. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block59\">\n<p id=\"viewer-4a31i\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Fillip and Keelan\u2019s grins dissolved immediately, and they stared over the edge in search of the monk. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block60\">\n<p id=\"viewer-a7ppl\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Then, somehow, their tabaxi friend had blurred and shot to the top of the wall next to them. But, he didn\u2019t stop there. He leapt from the wall. A second later, Fillip transformed into a giant eagle and dove after them. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block61\">\n<p id=\"viewer-dlitk\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Shale and Oszaren made it finally, breathing hard, to the top of the wall with Keelan. They all stared anxiously down into the obscuring clouds. A minute passed. Then two. Finally, their three companions burst out of the clouds, Whisper and Reverence atop Fillip\u2019s eagle form. He flapped down and landed in the courtyard, and they all converged. Reverence had a sheepish grin on his face. \u201cI had feather fall,\u201d he waved a hand dismissively, \u201cI would have been fine.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block62\">\n<p id=\"viewer-87i2d\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cThat would have been good to know before I risked my life,\u201d Fillip said, though he was smiling. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block63\">\n<p id=\"viewer-dfbp7\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cWe did it,\u201d Keelan exclaimed. They were all feeling giddy. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block64\">\n<p id=\"viewer-b8e8t\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cDid you hear that, Blagothkus?\u201d Shale shouted up at the tower. \u201cThe dragon is dead!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block65\">\n<p id=\"viewer-d0r89\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cThere is still hope!\u201d Oszaren shouted as well. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block66\">\n<p id=\"viewer-72ra3\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">The castle rumbled but it seemed pleased. It slowed its descent, and the courtyard seemed to lighten. Inside their heads, they all heard the giant\u2019s voice. \u201cYou did what I could not\u2026 but, don\u2019t forget\u2026 this was one dragon. There are hundreds more.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block67\">\n<p id=\"viewer-1l1p0\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cWe are not alone,\u201d Oszaren assured the castle. \u201cWe have friends, now. They will help us defeat the cult.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block68\">\n<p id=\"viewer-ol4c\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cI hope you\u2019re right\u2026\u201d Blagothkus said. \u201cLook after my castle for me\u2026\u201d Then, the voice faded. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block69\">\n<p id=\"viewer-5t3ms\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">The castle coasted, and they all stood in silence for a few minutes. Keelan healed each of them with a friendly pat on the shoulder, and Aidra came out of the castle looking wary, then relieved. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block70\">\n<p id=\"viewer-3o0sa\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cWhere do we go next?\u201d Keelan wondered. \u201cTo save Blagothkus\u2019 children?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block71\">\n<p id=\"viewer-c5uqv\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">As if in answer to his question, Oszaren\u2019s bag started squawking and moving ferociously. He dropped it, and a silver raven statue hopped out and ruffled its metal feathers, looking harried. It looked around at them, then flew up onto the warlock\u2019s shoulder. From its mouth came a familiar voice. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block72\">\n<p id=\"viewer-8lttu\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cFriends.\u201d It was Leosin, the monk who\u2019d started this journey with them. \u201cWe\u2019ve watched the whole thing. Well done! It was very impressive. You\u2019ve set back the plans of the cult by months, perhaps even years. I don\u2019t know how to thank you enough. If you can, bring back the dragon mask. We have much to do still. Waterdeep is in an uproar. The cult has not been idle here. Arthagast Albrinter, the masked Lord of Waterdeep, has been assassinated. His wife, Remalia, has gathered all the organizations across the coast. Our actions could very well turn the tide. The people of the Sword Coast are finally ready to fight back. Meet me back in Waterdeep when you can. Our work is not done.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block73\">\n<p id=\"viewer-dnitt\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">A scroll appeared inside the raven\u2019s beak. Oszaren removed it and Leosin\u2019s voice spoke again. \u201cThis scroll will create the teleportation circle you need to get back to Waterdeep. See you soon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block74\">\n<p id=\"viewer-9e2r9\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">They all looked around at each other, anxious and tired. Fillip was the first to speak. \u201cSo, how much of that gold do you think we can take with us\u2026?\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block75\">\n<div id=\"viewer-cpop1\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block76\">\n<h2 id=\"viewer-bnrj7\" class=\"eSWI6 _1j-51 _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u00a0<\/span><\/h2>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block77\">\n<h2 id=\"viewer-4g3cu\" class=\"eSWI6 _1j-51 _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\"><em>Five Years Later<\/em><\/span><\/h2>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block78\">\n<div id=\"viewer-duci\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block79\">\n<div id=\"viewer-1gvrb\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block80\">\n<p id=\"viewer-a9i40\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Shale walked through the familiar, quiet trees, the leaves crunching beneath her feet. She breathed in the cool, autumn air, and pulled the hood from her short-cropped lavender hair as she approached the familiar tree. Its white bark seemed untouched by the years, and the bear\u2019s paw symbol still glowed in a faint blue light. She approached the tree, smiling at it like an old friend, then knelt before it. She reached for her neck and removed the chain around it, placing it reverently in the dirt. She opened the locket, revealing a small tuft of orange fur. She closed her eyes. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block81\">\n<p id=\"viewer-m7d1\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">\u201cAidra told me you could bring our companions back to us,\u201d she whispered. \u201cShe\u2019s gone, now, so I know hers can\u2019t return. But, I\u2019m here. I still have a piece of him. Please,\u201d her voice broke. It had been so many years. \u201cPlease, bring him back now. I\u2019ve done all that you\u2019ve asked of me. I gave you all I had. Now give me this one thing and let me have a quiet life.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block82\">\n<p id=\"viewer-1ref7\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">She knelt for what seemed like hours. The cold ground washed through her, but she dared not move. Behind her eyelids, she could sense the sky darkening. Soon, owls hooted amongst the trees and mice were skittering about the underbrush. Still, she waited.<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block83\">\n<p id=\"viewer-3p8um\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Then, in the early hours of the morning, she heard the voice of Gwaeron Windstrom behind her. \u201cChild,\u201d they said softly. Shale stood at once, her body aching from disuse. She turned and saw them standing there, just as they had when she was a lost child with frizzy dark hair and an empty stomach. Their head was bald, their genderless face smooth and compassionate. They raised a pale hand to her. \u201cYou have, indeed, done all that I asked. You have suffered much, Shale. I wish for you to suffer no more.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block84\">\n<p id=\"viewer-cve9t\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">There was a familiar yelp she hadn\u2019t heard in a long time, and Shale spun around. Trigger leapt from behind the white tree and jumped into her arms, licking her face excitedly. She laughed aloud as the fox nibbled at her short hair with concern. \u201cIt\u2019s been a while,\u201d she gasped, allowing the fox to jump to the ground and circle her. He smelled every inch of her boots curiously. \u201cI missed you, Trigger.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block85\">\n<p id=\"viewer-2kc9v\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">She looked up and, as she expected, Gwaeron was no longer standing there. Feeling suddenly light, she grabbed her bow and quiver from the ground and ruffled the fur between Trigger\u2019s ears. \u201cCome on, then!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block86\">\n<p id=\"viewer-8vm4e\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">The fox trotted after her as they wove their way through the forest, back to Triel. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block87\">\n<p id=\"viewer-5cbgd\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">It didn\u2019t take long for them to reach the town. It had been rebuilt since the incident with the necromancers. The red wizards of Thay were no longer a threat. The cult was defeated, and Tiamat\u2019s efforts to rise had been squelched. Now, only mundane fears such as the weather were on the people\u2019s minds. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block88\">\n<p id=\"viewer-454s9\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Shale nodded in greeting to some of the townsfolk as she entered and headed straight to the cemetery. There, she brought Trigger to the stone marked with her husband and children\u2019s names. \u201cThere they are,\u201d she said, and the fox curled around them, sniffing the yellow grass. \u201cI know they can\u2019t be brought back,\u201d she told him. \u201cBut, maybe I can go back. Be the simple forest guide I used to be. You\u2019d like that, wouldn\u2019t you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block89\">\n<p id=\"viewer-749mg\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Trigger\u2019s ears perked up and she felt peace draw over her. Shale stood and walked through the town, Trigger at her heels. <\/span><\/p>\n<div data-hook=\"rcv-block90\">\n<p id=\"viewer-9asc\" class=\"mm8Nw _1j-51 iWv3d _1FoOD _3M0Fe aujbK iWv3d public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 fixed-tab-size public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr\"><span class=\"_2PHJq public-DraftStyleDefault-ltr\">Suddenly, she paused and stared at her reflection in a shop window. 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