This one, however, had a sketch of each of the two Gwees that were present now. This must be after he found them. He named them, apparently, Tuli and Jaa. He explained that these words meant fire and ice, respectively, in his native tongue. And he named them such, as one, the boy, Tuli, was a fire-elemental gwee, and Jaa, the girl and twin of Tuli, was an ice-elemental.
At this point, Rose looked up at the two Gwees. She couldn't tell them apart. She read on, and found, very shortly thereafter, a most concerning development.
a hasty hand on the parchment had
Though my research is of the utmost importance to me, I find myself at a loss. I had, a few hours gone, an encounter with a dark elf. Rogue, he seemed to be. Odd as that was, with my fire, I almost blinded him, and I did end up running him off with a few spells. Not, however, until after he sliced my arm with his scimitar. I think that either it was poisoned, or I am seriously lacking in proteins, as I am not able to stop myself from bleeding. I am afeared I will bleed to death before I can find a cure. I have thought this out. Tuli and Jaa, being fond of me, have opened their minds and mine to telepathy, and they have agreed. Rather than certain death I am sure to find by loss of blood, Jaa will encase me in ice. I should be safe- still alive, though as if time had stopped. Thus, also, will my imminent death stop. They will gaurd me. And should anyone seek to harm me, they will stop them. However, if a cure can be found, Tuli will melt through the ice, and warm my heart to beating again. Thus, I can be saved. So, as I write this, I hope only that someone will read this who can help me. I will be in your debt, good creature, thou who helps me back to life, and will try to help you however I may.
In your debt,
Heretus Taran, the Deephearted
In your debt,
Heretus Taran, the Deephearted
At this, Rose sat back against the ice, almost dumbfounded. she knew, somehow, that mages would not reveal their true names if possible. Something about how it could expose them and make them vulnerable. But one thing, for sure, it did help to prove truth to what he had written. But what now? She expected it to, but the voice in her head did not respond.
What now, indeed?
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