Wow!

  The Half Elf tapped the word on in her book. Adam turo face her, having not noticed the arrival of the dark skinned Half Elf. She wore long, thick robes, dark green and brown, aaff rested beside her. It was made of a dark wood, with a gem settled at the top.

  “Oh, hey Tariel,” Adam said, blinking at her. “You’re still about?”

  The young Half Elf tapped another word in her book.

  Yes.

  “Been a while, have you been well?”

  Yes.

  “Anything iing happen?”

  Yes.

  Tariel then shifted through her book to begin writing once more, while Adam gnced aside to find Jurot had decided to step aside, following the Chief away. He had mentioned most things withiory, though kept the specifics of the other world light.

  I spoke with the Dragons.

  “Oh, that’s hey treating you well?”

  She flipped back to the beginning of her book.

  Yes.

  “That’s good. The Iyr too?”

  Yes.

  “Cool. What did you talk to the Dragons about?”

  She tapped a separate word o where she wrote Yes. Life.

  “Oh, cool.” Adam slowly nodded his head.

  She tapped another line nearby. My hand hurts, sorry.

  “Oh, well I’m sorry for chatting so much,” Adam replied, awkwardly. “What happeo your hand?”

  She flipped to the back of the book to write something anew.

  “No, no, if your hand hurts, you tell me aime. I have some healing through some of my abilities, do you need any?”

  Yes.

  Adam held out his hand and the Half Elf pced her own into his hand, before Adam sent warmth magic out towards her.

  Lay on Hands: 30 -> 20

  “There you go,” Adam said, pulling his hand away from hers. “Feelier?”

  Yes. Thank you.

  “Any time.” Adam fshed a smile her way while she tio write.

  Meanwhile, Jurot sat opposite the Chief, eating some of the hard snacks on offer. The Chief had eventually uood why everyone was looking towards the beautiful woman, especially after seeing Lord Stokmar and her speak to one another.

  “Are you certain?” the Chief asked.

  “It is firmed.”

  “She has admitted to it?”

  “Yes.”

  If it was Jurot saying it, the young man whose ability to see the simirities between parent and child was near perfect, then they had to take it seriously. If they believed it, and if Stokmar all but firmed it, they would o treat her as a serious threat. It would have been easy for them to deal with her, but unfortunately, the one figure who would want to speak to her was currently away.

  Once Jurot left, Chief Iromin leaned back. He chewed on his thoughts, and his snacks. ‘I picked the right time to be the Chief.’ Iromin thought about the on a geios which were happening right after one another.

  The Awakened Forest, Demon Lords, Great Twilights, the deaths of two Lords, the arrival of other various Lords to the Iyr, Crowseer’s arrival into the Iyr, and now even Emperor Hadda’s daughter, who had been firmed to be dead, had arrived, alive.

  ‘Adam, you will be the end of me.’

  Since Umbra eaking with Stokmar at the time, the Chief accepted Crowseer’s request to e and speak with him that evening.

  “It’s good to meet with you, Chief Iromin,” Crowseer said, pg his e to one side, sitting opposite the Chief in the small room.

  “You wished to speak with me?”

  “The Iyr sure is a wonderful pce,” Crowseer said. “It’s been quite some time since we were allowed within its walls.”

  Iromin had known that Crowseer had one to the Iyr, but he was not privy to why. Such was the domain of Elder Story, and had been one of the reasons why he wao refuse Crowseer, but this time the Idol had specifically e to meet with him, the Chief. Iromin remained silent, waiting for Crowseer to tinue.

  Crowseer had almost fotten that the Iyr was more patient than even himself, so decided against spending too long, even as a joke. “They’ve begun to notice the young man. The Divine pced a member to watch over him, but others have different pns. I ’t guarahis won’t happen again.”

  “Okay,” Iromin replied.

  “I already know you know that much, but I thought I should also warn you…” Crowseer bowed his head lightly, with Maurice pulling her head back to look down at the Chief. “The world is beginning to react accly.”

  “…” Iromin remained silent as he stared at the Idol. Crowseer’s eyes were closed, his hands csped together as he thought.

  “I thought I should warn you that the status quo that you’ve maintained is beginning to crumble.,” Crowseer stated, opening his eyes slowly, cautiously. He stared into Iromin’s eyes.

  Aldnd and Aswadasad were perhaps two of the greatest powers iire world, each right beside one another. Aswadasad kept Aldnd’s reach away from the east, and the Aldnd distracted Aswadasad so it couldend its reach east either. The number of empires which had grown and fallen while these two empires, the twons, had enjoyed retive stability over the course of two millennia, were near tless.

  How was it that two such great powers were able to remain on top for so long? Especially sidering the hundreds of wars that had almost torn apart eaation, and the great camities which would occur, at least on a tury, a, from the ruins, the twons would rise again.

  Yet, somehow, uhe watchful eyes of the Iyrmen, two civil wars broke apart two of the greatest nations in perhaps the entire world? “We Iyrmen have eyes,” Iromin replied, simply.

  Crowseer’s lips twitched into a wide smirk. “It is not as though such a flict doesn’t be you, however.”

  “The Iyr’s sedary focus is oability of the nearby regions, and it will always remain sedary,” Iromin stated.

  “The Iyr’s alliah Aldnd is the lo standing allianowween the nd nations,” Crowseer said, speaking very particurly. Teically, the Iyr’s alliah other realms has sted longer, but he decided against speaking of something so dear when the Iyr was on such high alert. “I’d have thought you would have done more for Aldnd.”

  “King Merryweather has made no motions to e for the nds of the Iyr, and though our promise to the Bckwater family remains, we are currently not in the position to assist in fixing Aldnd’s issues as we have done previously,” Iromin stated, firmly. He motioned a hand for Crowseer to eat some snacks.

  Crowseer picked up one of the snacks and held it up to Maurice, who s between her beak and instantly swallowed it down. “I hadn’t realised that the Iyr had a e to Grimraith.”

  “The Iyr has many dealings,” Iromin replied, though he wasn’t sure the depths of Crowseer’s knowledge. “You seem to know much of the Iyr.”

  “I know what I must know.”

  “…”

  “In the few years, the ndscape will shift,” Crowseer said. “The bahat the Iyr has maintained will be broken. Great Camities will begin to fall from the sky. Will the Iyr tio keep its bdes hidden, or will it reveal its bdes to the world?” The words of the Idol were merely thoughts he was saying out loud, not quite expeg a response from the Chief. “It may e to pass that all manner of a and hidden orders will begin to step out too.”

  “The Iyr’s s are the Iyr’s s,” Iromin stated.

  “The Iyr is not alone in this world.”

  “The Iyr has never been alone in this world,” Iromin firmed.

  Crowseer realised his words were taken in a very different way, but he supposed he couldn’t do much against the Iyr’s words. The Iyr, which had only e to be shaped this way due to the influence of its mother, as well as the near genocide of its people. Crowseer bowed his head, hiding his eyes.

  He was gd the Iyr hadn’t mentiohe Crowseer’s involvement during that time. Crowseer wasn’t sure if this future was ever expected by the individuals involved during that time. The Iyr, which had not fiven those that had decided to almost wipe out its people, and had spent several turies hunting the greatest Idols and even the Divine, for their transgressions.

  “Ritetu made a mistake,” Crowseer said, pausing for a long while. “There are few mistakes the Lady of Bance has ever made. It seems the only mistakes she make involve the Iyr, which has always shown grace towards her.”

  “The debts were repaid,” Iromin stated, firmly.

  “This time, her mistake was keeping an eye on Adam,” Crowseer tinued. “Pg her daughter to watch over the boy was a mistake, especially since she passed along those scales.” Crowseer shook his head, though Maurice’s head remaiill, staring down at the Chief. “Who would have thought that such a mistake would have caused so many other of the Divio react, and would have led to the delicate Bance she had maintaio finally crumble.”

  “Bance must be maintained,” Iromin said.

  “There has been far too much Order for far too long, Chief Iromin,” Crowseer warhe shadow of a smile appeared on his face. “The world is begging for a little more Chaos.”

  ge.