cold....he could feel it...to his very bones.Darkness surrounded him...
Chapple awakened later that evening,he didn't bother getting up and trying to figure out where he was, he was just glad he was inside. During his travels through the forest he had heard the howl of wolves...and the deep groaning of something far far off..as though the very rock beneath him moved. he didn't want to go back there ever again. that place was evil..he could sense it.
"ah your awake me lad" said a friendly yet stern voice.
chapple sat up suddenly.
"don't be scared fella' I be the poor bugger who had to carry you in 'ere"
chapple stared at the man, who was apparently some sort of priest judging by his attire.
"mind you, your none too 'eavy though" the priest was attending to matters around the room while talking to him.
"got a name ave we?" he asked finally facing the boy.
there was a pause.
"C..Chapple...." he said.
"fine name that...fine name indeed" said the priest.
"father a man of the clothe is 'e? i should think so with a name like that."
"was" said chapple quietly.
"ah, 's like that is it?, sorry to hear my boy". the priest said sympathetically.
"well looks like you could use some gubbins in ya...you rest up while i cook ya somin .....oh strouds the name by the way"
"thanks..." said Chapple softly.
"dun you worry none about that me lad..any one woulda done the same."
Stroud left the room, humming to himself again.
Chapple eyes were betraying him..falling..sending him to the dark place again. He hated that place, the place where SHE was...
a while had passed since Stroud began cooking his veal, he peeked his head, around the door frame to see the boy sleeping, he walked to his desk and took out some parchment, and hurriedly wrote upon it.
Dearest Erigion,
something unexpected has happened this night passed, i found a young lad upon my step, I've taken him in for the time being, until he finds his feet, although there is something strange about him, i heard him mumbling in his sleep..he mentioned HER...with the disappearance of the other priests, no doubt we'll here of one in elcire soon. thats where the boy is from, he said his father was a priest. and now hes here something must have happened there, i shall investigate in the morning.
i feel we should hasten our plans old friend, something doesn't bode well with these events, even the very earth i stand upon emits strange energy's.
Your friend
Stroud
please reply as soon as you get this.
he then stood up and opened a tiny hatch in the wall, and whispered something under his breath...moments later a small winged reptile landed on his window ledge, to say it was a dragon would be exaggerating,dragons were giants who ruled the sky few existed nowadays though some say they do but there is little proof. the truth was it was a drake called eris. and it was hungry.
eris jumped onto the table and began nibbling on the veal,
"'ey there, don't go eating all that there meat, the boy needs his food an all"
the drake looked at him puzzled, then turned its gaze to the open doorway.
"ere" said stroud stuffing the letter in the tiny pack on its back,
"take this to erigion i need it there by tonight mind you"he said sternly.
the drake had a quick bite of the veal again then flew out the open window.
Stroud sat is his favorite chair and began to think, could the boy and HER be connected? would erigion and he be able to stop what was coming...he turned his head and looked at his pouch...this was a night for thinking he needed some of his drink before anything made sense, nothing magic just straight whiskey. he took a sip, then another.
"now then..." he said sitting back in his chair.
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