Ingoknin Chapter 2 – Introducing the Archer

• Posted by Laurie Bear September 20, 2013 - 847 views

  Aranni, quickly dropped from the tree limb, the potion would not last that long he needed to be swift.  Pulling off her bow he carefully manipulated the top end; the scroll was inside, he carefully took it out and read it.  Plans for the attack, he must see that these get to General Tullius, but he makes a decision that Ingoknin should be the one who does this.  Next, he opens her pack, looking for her journal, he finds two!  Nice, he thought.  Smiling he read hers first.  A vision of her mother, Sigrid, he wasn't sure how to interpret that one.  Why was she having these visions now, were the Gods guiding her in a form that would be relatively familiar to her?  He was no expert on the Divines; Cylsa would know more of this.  The second journal was Sigrid’s, her mother.  Aranni remembers Sigrid, now is not the time or place to reminisce.  He just skims it not enough time right now to fully read it.  So, she knows about Greir, he really hoped this Orc she writes about wasn't going to tag along with her.  But, he would cross that bridge when the time came.  Ingoknin, stirred.  He started putting everything back in her pack, he saw a small coin purse but it didn't have coins, to light.  Opening it he saw two rings, plain silver rings, grimacing he closes the purse, & puts it back.  She was stirring again.  He looked down at her, bending he turns her over, with a rueful smile and an arch of his brow he thinks… hmm, heavier than I expected.  She wasn't wearing any head cover, brushing her hair from her face, he sharply in took some breath, feelings stirred within him, she was striking.  For a moment, just a moment he wondered what it would be like to hear her laugh, see her smile, kiss her.   Again, not the time or the place for this nonsense.  Annoyed with himself he hurried and put her pack back on, he was going to follow from a distance for now.  Taking the arrow, administering a potion to heal her, he moved silently back into the cover of the trees to watch over her until she came to.

  

  My mouth was dry, that much I knew, what the heck happened…  And in a few seconds the last few days came rushing back.  Then I remembered the archer, I wasn't alone, I was being followed, how I missed the signs, no idea, no excuse, now more than ever I must be on alert.  Codell had trained me I was not letting him down.  Angry with myself I sit up, pull my pack around and inspect it, I drink some water.  I do a quick inventory anxious to get out of the area.  No bandit that’s for sure, I still had my boots and cloak and my pack didn't even look like it had been opened.  An arrow hit me in the arm, but now there was no arrow anywhere near me.  How long was I out for?  Was it the same day?  I hated this feeling!  Adjusting my gear, I can smell another’s scent on by bow.  I take out my wood bow, carefully concealing the glass bow.   It just feels like the right thing to do.  I start moving again, hurriedly.  This time keeping a close eye and ear out for anything that sounds out of place.   Jumping down to the cliff I look out over the horizon, evening is setting in.  Who is following me, and why, it makes me uneasy but I have to get to Narzulbur.  I can’t stop now.