Wrath of Elchen

"Hello again, has the book I Requested been returned?
"Oh Fr673?... I still can't remember..."

Hmm, can you stand up
.... I thought so... You were casted with a forgetion spell... And its rather advanced...(The spell is strong i cant recover her memories)... Please contact me if you get info on the book

(This is bad whoever got it is capable of such magic, no matter even if he is able to decode the book he wont be able to read the last 30 pages... I need to find it before he learns to much

 

Cerdic wakes up with a foul taste in his mouth.

Cerdic reaches for his knapsack that contains his clothes.

He puts them on effortlessly and reaches for the door.

He move his head backwards and forwards outside the door, he discovers something he wish hadn't in a furry of movement cerdic ducks for cover.
In seconds everything but him is decimated.

 

Enihyit thought "hmm perhaps the King understands the old tongue? He is over 500 years old it it will be of no surprise...but were he to find out that i stole the book from the library he'd have my head...my father is not an option...i may have an idea"

Enihyit and Hilwa went to the bar "the bar, master? Oh i get it before going into something difficult first we must relax, drink, be merry, and have fun...speaking of fun...perhaps we could visit an inn aftwards, just me and you."she said hugging his arm

Enihyit sighed again "Hilwa please...we are here to consult the bartender, from experience i know he knows much about the twon and its secrets, when it come to info, with enough cash, one may learn just about anything about this town or rumors."

"you think he might know the old tongue?"she asked

"no i doubt it but he might know someone who might"he said, they went in

"hello how may i serve you perhaps a scotch, and for the lady..."he looked at her "my guess is a bloody mary"

hilwa said to Enihyit "hes good, one look and he already knows our drinks"

"it comes with experience i suppose"he replied to her then turned toward the bartender "i don't really like drinking, im here for...information"he said as he sliped a bag of gold towards him

the bartender took the stash, "what do u wish to know?"

"im actually looking for a mage or sorcerer or something that may know the old tongue!"he said

"the old tongue? well many of the older generations know of the old tongue, however as you know do to the great war, most of the older generations mages died out, there is a few i know, but if you want a very powerful one then there are three, one goes by the name of Claydus Version, they say he is extremely hard to find, nobody knows where he lives or those who know the name never seen him and those who know the name either forgot how he looks like, or had died in a strange turn of events; the other is Nikroline a necromancer, however people say that he ONLY knows the old tongue, not very helpful for translation im afraid"

"and the last?" enihyit asked

"the last is also problematic, mages are usually the hardest to understand, i only saw him once, but he was cloaked, nevertheless when i looked at him i felt a constant shiver against my spine, his presence even FELT old, they say that he lives in the Hikan Mountians after passing Lake Floria due east, some claim that he is actually one of the few surviving dragons in human form, his cloak covered his face but he had golden eyes that seem to peirce though me and everything...i can never forget the way he looked at me...good luck if you wish to talk to him.

(to be continued)