Solulus gazed out the inn as he carried the freshly drained corpses to the bed and tucked them almost lovingly for their last sleep. "They weren't important" he told himself, as he often did after such events. trying to soothe his troubled conscience. "Are you done yet?" came the seductive voice from the doorway. Solulus smiled softly as he walked slowly and purposely from the bedroom. " We do have places to be this night good sir." Purred Aidara "And why do you follow such a silly ritual anyway? It is almost as if you where afraid of something, or perhaps you are ashamed of your proud heritage." Solulus quickly scoffed at her last remark and brushed past her. " come we are nearly late." and leaped of the porch his wings beating against the night air. Aidara smirked at his response and gracefully flew after him into the darkness.
There was a time he didn't have to do this Solulus thought as he sailed through the firmament, the night slipping noiselessly past him. That was before he was "Awakened" as his teacher put it. He glanced back at Aidara, who always seemed to be a few steps behind him no matter what he did to try and encourager her. Solulus knew how good she could be he had seen it when he had chosen her to be his student, he thought sorrowfully.
That day both joyous and sorrowful for him marked the official end of his training and he had inherited his first keep from one of the elders. However it had meant that he had to take his first student, ruin someone else's life for the betterment of the legion. he had tried to select someone who wouldn't be missed, but no one can control everything. And no one would know how the new power would affect someone, there was only time and training. Solulus saw the temple through the fog below him and smiled wickedly. Folding his wings behind him he plummeted down beside the bell tower leaning majestically beside one of the many ancient gargoyles. calling out to Aidara, a single thought echoed through her mind " Where are you going child?" Startled she struggled to stop and try and find her teacher, " You need to be better prepared dear Aidara" Solulus told her.
Later That Night
"Welcome Solulus, it has been a while since we have seen you here." whispered a silky voice from through the door that had opened to his left.
"This is why we can stop here Pupil." he smiled slyly." now hurry up before we are both late, for tardiness is not tolerated.
Ariana floated down softly to the peak of the old church, landing just inside the door as she was about to bow she was suddenly stuck in the chest and sent sprawling down the roof trying desperately to regain her balance, a handhold, anything to stop her fall into the darkness below, the echos of laughter filling her mind and her ears. "silly Impudent child they rang, all but one, that was strangely silent, and she knew instantly who it was, and could sense his disappointment in his student as she fell narrowly missing the outreaching downspouts and ironwork that adorned the rooftops.
She suddenly felt a force around her halting her and setting her gently on the street. Immediately Ariana leaped into the air and soared back towards the doorway. "What happened Master Solulus? I thought we could enter here." yes I can, did you not hear my invitation? I thought that I had been training you better than this, perhaps I should leave you here for a while, to guard the door. Unless of course you wish to try again." "Yes, of course sir, please I will not fail, you again this night.""You mean you will fail me another night? Are my efforts meaningless with you?"" just let my have one more chance I will not fail again, I promise." 'Very well, lets see if you can do better this time, and I should suggest that you hurry for I do believe the first rays of the sun can be seen on the horizon.."
the sun set quietly on the little farming village, it usually did this time of year when the winter's snow crunched under booted foot. Sven paused briefly in his chores to listen to the creaking of the treas and the dogs chasing the rabbits from their hidden Burroughs. Putting away his tools, he made his way carefully back to the house, where a warm fire and a good meal was sure to be waiting for him, he could almost smell the stew from here, or perhaps that was just his imagination.
Warped in his own thoughts he didn't hear the quiet rustling behind him, and noticed to late the heavy hand on his shoulder pushing him to the snow. Only darkness awaited him now.
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