“This isn’t as crazy as I thought it might be” – Hauk was saying at breakfast.

12 Sun’s Dawn

Having breakfast at noon is not crazy at all if you only went to bed at 4 a.m. as they did. They brought the tongs and calipers to Tove, and he paid Lena 5 septims for each one, resulting in a very tidy sum.

“Oh I insist – for your trouble.”

“That wasn’t crazy after all to drag them all the way to here” – Hauk started to see sense.

After that they had a job to do at Xedilian.

“Now that I had to kill the Gatekeeper again, I need to fix Xedilian” – Lena was trying to explain it to Hauk. “It will attract people that don’t belong here and make them belong.”

Xedilian was overrun with grummites. They had removed the resonator crystals and attached them to their magic staves which made them so much more dangerous. At one point four Deathbringers and a Magus swarmed on Lena and Hauk from all directions and got them surrounded. Lena was using a lot of poisons but they weren’t as effective on these grummites as they were on the ones in the hatchery. The battle was ferocious and Lena got knocked out – and couldn’t get up. When Hauk finally dispatched the last of the grummites, Lena was still on the ground. Not unconscious but dead. One of the Deathbringers apparently kept hitting her after she lost consciousness – he was determined to live up to his title.

Hauk tried healing spells on Lena, cure poison and cure paralysis, smelling salts and aloe sap, to no avail.

“Ok then, it’s the old-fashioned way again” – he thought removing her armour for CPR.

Resuscitation was successful. Lena sat up, still dizzy but alive.

“That was some battle… Thanks for bringing me back” – she said watching Hauk sorting through a pile of potions, clothes and pieces of armour that he dropped in the rush to get her heart beating again. He was still casting healing spells at her and at himself, and the sweat on his torso was shimmering in the mist of restoration magic.

“We’ll need to take a break now” – he said wrapping Lena in some robes from their pack. “You need to warm up – don’t bother wearing these, you’ll be warmer in a wrap.”

Being a Battlemage was clearly different from being an Adventurer, and having gone through the Great War behind the enemy lines taught Hauk survival skills like no training ever could. He actually knew what he was doing.

…

After a rest with some food and drink, they put their armours back on and decided to continue going through Xedilian. After all, they seemed to be nearly done.

“So this is the frog that got me?” – Lena stood over a grummite that lay where she had gone down.

“That’s the one” – Hauk confirmed. “He just wouldn’t quit which probably saved my own life – I would have been overwhelmed by an extra one joining in.”

“I’m glad you weren’t” – Lena looked at Hauk realising that were the roles reversed, she would have done everything in her power to bring him back.

13 Sun’s Dawn

Xedilian was restored and the first group of adventurers was taken care of. Knights of Order appeared too, and were dispatched. Lena and Hauk stood outside again, it was mid-morning. They hadn’t slept, but neither of them wanted to just now.

“What’s next?” – asked Hauk.

“We could walk back to Passwall and rest at the inn there for a while” – Lena pointed West – “or we could start towards New Sheoth and get distracted along the way” – she pointed North East grinning.

“East” – said Hauk and started walking.

…

It didn’t take long and they ran into another ruin and decided to investigate. Xalara housed some zealots, and obviously had to be thoroughly searched for the Fork of Horripilation.

The Fork wasn’t there, but they found some substantial loot in an urn held by a statue.

“Good thing real Hungers aren’t nearly as big as this one” – remarked Hauk admiring the statue. “Very decorative though.”

He was definitely getting into the spirit of the place.

Xalara was a bit of a labyrinth with traps, sliding wall panels, collapsed sections and newly dug out bypasses. They kept coming out near the entrance which would normally be welcome, but in this case it wasn’t because Lena was determined to search every nook and cranny for the Fork. Of course it was all for naught, but you wouldn’t know it until you’d done it.

Exhausted, they decided to eat the zealots’ food and sleep in their beds. It was getting quite late anyway.

14 Sun’s Dawn

In the morning they set off for New Sheoth, this time intent on getting there without distractions. The landscape was swampy, but the water wasn’t deep, and they didn’t expect any creatures apart from baliwogs. Then suddenly Lena got knocked out.

“Whaaa-?” – Hauk heard her yelp but couldn’t see what attacked her. Summoning a dremora just in case, he felt a little like that Orc adventurer that fell victim to Xedilian’s magic – how do you fight the unseen?

The next moment Hauk was hit from above by a Skulking Scalon – a creature with a power to turn invisible and jump high and far. So this was what knocked out Lena – a scalon’s touch also carried an electrical charge.

Hauk staggered, but his dremora swung into action, and soon the scalon lay defeated.

“Ugh, those scalons can really surprise you” – Lena was saying wringing out her skirt. The swamp wasn’t deep to walk in, but it did get you thoroughly wet if you fell in.

New Sheoth wasn’t far, and they didn’t tarry and longer.

…

“We need to go see the Prince about Xedilian but not in these wet clothes” – Lena said as they entered Crucible. “There’s a house here that we can use – it was left to me by a chap I did a favour for.” There was no need to explain what the favour for Hirrus Clutumnus was.

When Hirrus left Lena the house, she went to have a look and didn’t like it. Too much blood, torture tools and self-flailing in there. But now her wet clothes under her iron armour were chilling her to the bone, and she was ready to make use of the house even with Hirrus’ spirit still hanging about.

They entered. Someone had redecorated. Gone were the torture tools, blood stains and cobwebs. Gone was the gloomy atmosphere – it’s amazing what a few tapestries can do. It was still a Dementia house, but it was now clean and welcoming.

Dylan. It had to be.

But Dylan himself wasn’t there, so Lena and Hauk spent some time in the Wolf House – as it was now known – to freshen up and rest. There was food, good wine and mead, and even fresh sweetrolls… nothing that Hirrus would have kept there.

In the afternoon they went to see the Prince. Lena put on a Red Finery dress that she had found in the cupboard. Hauk couldn’t take his eyes off her.

The Prince was galant, as always, making jokes and never letting you forget who was in charge. Lena let him get on with it, not argueing or reminding him of things past. They both knew it was just a façade. He sent her to get acquainted with the new Duke and Duchess – Thadon and Syl, again? Well, yes, the same ones, or may be their twins… But they won’t remember you, so don’t you worry. But didn’t I cut Syl’s heart out last time? Yes, you did, but we don’t let such minor details get in the way. Off you go now and enjoy your felldew.

Coming out of the Palace, Lena noticed that the Flame of Agnon wasn’t burning – the Saints and Seducers must have been quarreling again. She had work to do.