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Sunday, September 28, 2014

Chapter 11, Pt. 4

Edo grinned. “Meet my mother.”

The woman offered her hand to Silay. “My name is Amata. I am glad to be able to help you all.”

“Silay.” She said her name automatically as she took the hand, though she suspected Amata already knew it. Edo’s mother nodded graciously, then went around the group and shook hands with everyone else.

Silay watched contemplatively, trying to decide if an extra person meant more help, or more work. She decided on the former. “I think we should split up. The guards are going to be looking for all of us together. If we break up, the magicians can put an illusion on each group.”

Jarlen nodded. “I agree, with an additional suggestion. We take the main road.”

“Are you mad?” Talis blurted out. “That’s the first place they’ll look for us.”

“No, actually, it’s not.” Amata looked at Jarlen with respect. “They’ll expect us to hide, not take the main road.”

“And most of the travel barriers were lifted yesterday, since the plague seems to have stayed contained around Dilest. So there will be other people travelling,” Edo added.

Riya raised an eyebrow. “And you were going to tell us this when?”

Edo shrugged. “It hadn’t come up yet.”

“So!” Silay interrupted. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately. “I think we should break into groups of two. Each of us paired with a magician.”

“No.” The dissenter was Talis.

Silay glared at him “And why not?”

“Because you are the only person here I trust. So whatever group you’re in, so am I.”

“You don’t get a say in this, boy.” Jarlen’s voice was gruff. “We should have left you in the cell in Sojan.”

“Actually, groups of three might be best,” Amata commented gently. “The wagon has all our supplies for the trip, and it will take one of us magicians just to spell an illusion to hide the donkey. Or at least,” she amended, “ to hide his...yellowness.”

“I’m going with Silay. And don’t try to argue.” Riya addressed the second statement to Silay, who had been about to do just that. “Every time I haven’t been with you, you’ve ended up in trouble. That is not happening again.”

“All right, then.” Jarlen looked around. “Silay, Talis, and Riya in one group, and myself, Amata, Edo, and the other. Good?”

“Good.” Heads nodded as the group agreed.

Edo looked up. “Sun’s rising soon. We need to get going.” He placed an object in Riya’s hand. “Here’s Silay’s Farst

one. And this,” he placed another small sphere next to the Farstone, “is a bondstone. I have the other one in the set. We’ll be able to communicate through them to arrange where to meet at night.” He gave a sidelong glance at Talis before looking back at Riya. “Keep them secured.”

Riya nodded and pocketed the Stones.

The air shimmered and Silay smelled magic at work. Around her, people changed. The donkey’s bright yellow fur faded until it looked mostly brown. Where Edo had been standing there was now a young boy, and Jarlen was replaced with an old man.

Riya held out a cloak to Silay. “I’ll spell it to make you look older and taller, but you are going to have to keep your face covered.

“Ah!” Amata, now also looking older than before, reached into a pack and pulled out a dull brown scarf. “Will this work?”

Riya nodded, and Silay wrapped the scarf around her face and pulled the hood of the cloak over her head. The air shimmered again as Riya casted her spell. She and Talis seemed to shrink, until they both looked like children, about 10 years old. Now both groups looked like families, rather than the odd mix of ages they actually were.

Jarlen’s group set off first, and when they were out of sight, Riya led Silay and Talis along a slightly different route to the main road.
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Sorry for missing last week's post...I left my notebook it was written in at work.

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Chapter 11, Pt. 3

The escape was considerably less complicated than Silay thought an escape ought to be. Not that she was complaining. Protected by Riya’s illusion, they followed Edo back through the main cells, where he freed a much subdued Talis.

The guards were still asleep, and were easy to get by. Edo led them to the small gate used for nighttime trade. If the two guards at the gate noticed their passing, they gave no sign of it.

Edo led the way out of the city and into the woods that bordered the main road. When  he stopped, the others did too, becoming visible as Riya removed her spell.

Silay shrugged off the cloak she had been wearing and returned it to Edo. He inspected it as if expecting it to turn into something unpleasant. He glanced at Riya.

“How did you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Make the cloak be able to hide the wearer.”

Riya shrugged. “It’s just an invisibility illusion.”

“No, it’s not. If it were, the cloak would have been invisible, but the spell wouldn’t have affected Silay. You just wouldn’t have been able to tell she was wearing it. To do what you did,” he frowned, “you would have had to change the very nature of the cloak.”

“I turned my donkey yellow.”

“You did, didn’t you?” Edo’s brows furrowed in thought. “ I think you’re more than just an illusionist.”

Before Riya could reply, Silay cleared her throat.

“Ahem. As much as I enjoy learning about magic, shouldn’t we be escaping?” She looked around at the group.

“Agreed.” Jarlen leaned back, stretching, and grimaced. “I am much too old to be having adventures. Edo, how long will your sleeping spell last?”

“Until daybreak.”

Riya raised her eyebrows. “Impressive.”

“Well, I’m not head magician in Sojan for nothing. Or, at least,” he amended, “I wasn’t head magician. I don’t think I’m likely to be welcomed back.”

“All right then.” Silay broke in. There wasn’t time for self-pity at the moment. “That means we have to get to safety, or at least under cover, before then. You mentioned help from Dagrosa?”

“Yes.” Edo nodded. “They’ll be meeting us in Griffin.”

“Griffin?” Jarlen sounded startled. “That’s the last place I would have expected you to go for help.”

“I know. But if the Council couldn’t be trusted about this, then maybe they lied about the mercenaries too.” He sighed. “I don’t know. I just know that if Sojan is the enemy, then Griffin is out best bet for safety.”

A thought occurred to Silay. “What about your mother? If there is trouble in Sojan, you can’t just leave her there!”

“You were right, Edo. She is sweet.” A gentle voice from off to the left caused the group to jump. “I’m a bit surprised you didn’t mention she was also pretty.”

A woman stepped out of the darkness. Her left hand was outstretched, palm up, with a faint blue light glowing above it. Her other hand held a lead, and attached to the lead was Riya’s donkey and cart.

She smiled at the group, who all except Edo looked surprised. “With three magicians, I think we should have no problem avoiding Sojan scouts.
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