You step outside to the fresh, summer air filled with lights and jubilance, ignorant to your friends' absence, and go to find Hailyn and Ciana.  Perhaps your love interest can take your mind off the strange absence of the Roguish One. 

You notice a pair of black-clad men, one a rather bearish, large fellow, and the other a tall but lean younger man with a shaved head, walk past.  Both have identical wolf tattoos on their left cheeks.  You feel a sense of dread as they walk past you, and although they don't turn in your direction, you feel as if somehow, without actually using their eyes, they're watching you.

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A basic, typical fantasy style story with all the classic elements - elves in the forest, dwarves underground, old wizards in towers and the like. It's largely just to experiment with the form more than anything, although the idea formed ages ago before I got depressed.

The idea is that about a dozen characters meet each other along the way on a perilous journey north into the heart of evil/darkness/symbolic force thereof.

Arrith and co head north-west to the capital, Pasaveer, a day or two out from their home town of Terris. Kemvar accompanies them. They are looking for information about a cursed armour, shield and weapon that one of the goblin leaders mutters something about. On your trail is the men with wolf tattoos, and behind them is the rouge Hailyn has been waiting like a lover for.

updated Jul 8 by UltimaDan