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‘She Does Not Normally Come To Strangers’

A small black kitten was sitting on the fence, observing the life around carefully. When her eyes reached mine, she curled up and looked at me even more intently. But then she straightened up, jumped down to the ground, came to me boldly, meowed quietly and started to rub against my leg. Ailintho looked at me surprised.

‘She does not normally come to strangers’, she said with disbelief.

I spoke nothing, just smiled and scratched the kitten softly behind her ear. She closed her eyes and purred with pleasure but Ailintho didn’t let it last long.

‘We must go’, she turned around and walked ahead. ‘The elders are awaiting us.’

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The Map of Noia

I am posting this very basic and makeshift map of Noia. The plot is taking place on one huge continent called Noia in two lands Esselen and Theria, the druids seat and the temple are marked symbolically…I have no manual skills, sorry.

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CHAPTER I

(Ailintho)

‘What is that, Ailintho?’, he whispered. ‘What did she steal?’

‘See it yourself, Master. If this is what I think of, then we are in big trouble.’

He took the jewels out of the bag, his face became pale and he put the gems back into the bag right away.

‘My God and Goddess!’, he was still whispering. ‘It can’t be true!’

‘So it IS what I thought of…’, I sighed. Master nodded his head and heavy silence fell upon the room.

‘And what is it?’, the warrior wanted to know. ‘Why is it so dangerous?’

‘These jewels belong to the Temple’, Master Orthus said when he calmed down a bit. ‘They used to be placed on the statues of God and Goddess and believed to be powerful talismans, it was rumoured that the deities themselves gave them to the temple as the sign of their grace. However, despite watching over them by the priests and the guards, one day they simply disappeared and no one has seen them again. Until now…’, he looked at the bag anxiously and became silent.

‘Priests have suspected that it was the King who ordered to steal them’, I added. ‘And now that we know the thief stole them from the house of the secret service chief, we can be sure that they were right.’

‘I can sense great force coming from these artefacts’, Wanlorn said observing the black bag all the time.

‘These gems do not only increase the energy and ability to perform magic, they enhance the unconscious powers within the owner. They can notice and multiply your inner thoughts and feelings so if your psyche is in disorder, they will bring it out to light and make you behave erratically. If your soul is covered with dark web, these talismans will begin to influence your mind by making you believe in illusions they send. You may become dangerous for yourself and for others. In fact they were never meant to be worn by human beings, no mortal can bear such amount of supernatural force.’

‘I see’, the warrior nodded. ‘No surprise the girl became possessed right away.’

‘And this is why I thank God and Goddess for not allowing these gems to fall into the wrong hands. But I am not happy with having them in the area of our forest neither’, Master sighed heavily. ‘The necklace and the belt belong to the Temple, they should be placed on the statues, not on the necks and hips of random people.’

‘We could send a messenger to the priests to let them know the jewels are here and ask them to come here to get them’, I said but the Master shook his head.

‘I doubt they would send anyone here, that would be too dangerous even if they were in disguise. Besides I would not entrust these jewels in the hands of people I do not know in person…you saw yourselves what they can do with a person of a weak soul.’

‘What shall we do then?’, I asked. ‘Jewels cannot remain here, they would attract secret service to this place sooner or later.’

Master Orthus closed his eyes and was silent for a while.

(to be continued)

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CHAPTER I

(Ailintho)

Just as we were approaching the druid seat I thanked Wanlorn for supporting me all the way and moved for a safe distance, I did not want the members of community to see us being so close. The moment we entered the building, I ordered to call Master Orthus as soon as possible and led the warrior to the room where the last meeting took place. I placed the bag with artefacts carefully on a table and sat in a safe distance from it.

‘Sit down, please’, I spoke to the warrior but he shook his head.

‘I better stay away from that object’, he said and leaned against the window jamb.

He might not have known what these things were but he could clearly sense their energy. They were still hidden inside the bag and yet clearly emitting powerful waves. We were both staring at it with anxiety until Master Orthus came in.

‘We have news’, I said immediately. ‘Please, sit down.’

Master looked at the object on the table, then at me and the warrior but said nothing, he leaned his staff against a chair and sat down.

‘It was human indeed’, I spoke first guessing that Wanlorn won’t do it himself. ‘A young female thief from the capital city.’

‘Here?!’, Master raised his eyebrows in astonishment. ‘She got so far being crippled?! Why?’

‘Because she’s a thief’, I was positively surprised that my companion joined the conversation. ‘She was fleeing with the things she had stolen and reached the forest until she had no power to escape any further.’

‘Why was she escaping? Did you find out?’

‘Because ot this’, I turned my head in the direction of table, pointing at the bag. Master looked at me suspiciously but touched it carefully to check its vibrations. He raised his eyebrows even higher when he felt its energy.

‘What is that, Ailintho?’, he whispered. ‘What did she steal?’

‘See it yourself, Master. If this is what I think of, then we are in big trouble.’

He took the jewels out of the bag, his face became pale and he put the gems back into the bag right away.

‘My God and Goddess!’, he was still whispering. ‘It can’t be true!’

‘So it IS what I thought of…’, I sighed. Master nodded his head and heavy silence fell upon the room.

(to be continued)

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CHAPTER I

(Wanlorn)

I was watching her curiously, even with my limited dealings with druids this felt strange. My eyes were locked on her, watching every move as she went into something resembling a trance. Her body began to shake and I felt concern rising inside of me, the feeling of something going wrong was getting stronger and threatening to make me react by stopping this. The only thing that held me back was doubt, I couldn’t be sure that I wouldn’t do more damage than good if I interrupted the trance so I waited and continued watching, ready to pounce at the slightest sign of trouble. My hand was tightened around a green gem, I knew I could use it to repair even the most serious wounds. As her ritual was reaching a climax, she suddenly collapsed. With my increased speed I caught her body before she fell to the ground, gently lowering her on the soft grass. Even in my worried state I could feel her calm aura and I knew she would be all right. I spoke the incantation of my gem and moved it up and down her body to heal her but it seemed she wasn’t injured. Unsure about what to do next I looked at her face, her breathing was normal. My eyes remained on her face, there was something there that made me unable to look away. I only realized she was conscious when she called my name and I found myself looking into her eyes. I coughed to disguise my embarrassment.

‘Are you all right, milady?’

‘Yes, I am quite all right.’

‘I apologize for this situation but I wasn’t sure…’

‘People not familiar with the druids often mistake my reaction for an injury.’

‘Do you need a moment to catch your breath? Is there anything I can do to help?’, she looked at me for a moment while thinking, finally she decided.

‘There are some spots on my foot you can press to make me recover faster but you have to do exactly as I say because otherwise you might do more damage then good.’

I nodded my head and placed both hands on her foot, waiting for her to tell me what to do.

‘Press the sole and the toes gently, continue increasing pressure till I tell you to stop. Do not hurry, I don’t want to be paralysed instead.’

I did as she instructed and soon was helping her to get on her feet. She brushed herself off and informed me that she found the intruder.

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CHAPTER I

(Ailintho)

I got up at dawn as I always did. I washed my face, dressed myself and went downstairs to the kitchen. Lendra was already waiting with oatmeal.

‘With dried blueberries as you like’, an old woman smiled to me as I kissed her cheek. Lendra always provided me with the best food. I have been her favourite since the day I came to the druids’ seat. Not a druidess herself but the main cook in the community, she was respected by the elders who entrusted her with bringing up the youngest children. I remembered myself as a five year old little girl walking to the storeroom or the garden holding on to her large skirt with other kids. I smiled as I realised that nothing has changed for her since then.

‘Thank you’, I said taking a small wooden bowl full of hot oatmeal and sitting at the table. ‘Has the warrior come for breakfast yet?’

‘He has’, she nodded. ‘But he didn’t want breakfast and only asked for water. He is waiting on a yard.’

I ate the delicious oatmeal, kissed Lendra again and went outside the building. He was indeed waiting and even seemed impatient. He did not say a word though, just got up and put his gear on.

‘I guess we’re ready’, I said. He did not answer so I suppressed a sigh and went directly the path leading to the forest. I remembered not go behind him though, I might not like the warrior but I wasn’t searching for an argument with him either so I walked next to him.

‘We have to find a glade distant enough from any human seats be it the druid community or the villages nearby’, I explained to him as we were leaving the gate. I did not expect him to respond to my words but to my surprise, he spoke.

‘May I ask you some questions? Not the personal ones.’

I was astonished and didn’t know what to say so I only nodded.

‘Could you please tell me why the windows are not symmetrical in the druid hall?’

‘The windows were like that so as not to hurt the tree’, I answered, satisfied that the question was indeed not personal. ‘We used some sort of spell to make it grow this way.’

‘It looks like a safety hazard to me’, he said. ‘An attack possible from any side.’

A warrior. No need to be surprised, Ailintho. He’s a warrior.

‘We included this risk, too. What you don’t know is that the windows can be made to disappear as easy as they were made.’

‘Clever solution’, he nodded. ‘In the room I noticed a strange contrast between the elaborately decorated furniture and the simple clothes of the elders.’

‘That’s easy to explain’, I smiled. ‘Shaping and decorating wood is our tribute to nature. Trees are the monarchs of the forest and druids themselves are only servants. We protect the nature and help the villagers who live close to the forest, that’s our task.’

‘I understand.’

We were walking in silence for a moment and I must say I enjoyed it a lot. Wanlorn’s energy was calm and slow, his thoughts were hidden under his magic-proof helm and his mouth was closed. I must have admitted that although he seemed distant and suspicious, his subdued behaviour was a clear contrast to the ones of talkative, jovial and overly familiar people whom I came across everyday. It was a true relief, I could not deny it. And the fact that Nomi, our cat liked him immediately, was the best proof he was not as warriorlike as he seemed. Animals feel the vibes better than people and stay away from these negative ones.

‘Can I ask one more question?’

‘Yes, please.’

‘All the other members of the council are significantly older than you and yet Master Orthus introduced you as the chief druidess. May I know why?’

I fixed my eyes in the path in front of me and suppressed a sigh as memories returned.

‘It is custom in our community that it is governed by a druid and a druidess, a man and a woman, as a representation of the cosmic order established by God and Goddess. My predecessor died a year ago and I was chosen to take her place. In case you are wondering why such a young girl became the chief druidess’, I couldn’t see his thoughts exactly but I noticed a slight shift in his energy. ‘Well, let me just say I have condensed skills. And I look younger than my real age.’

He didn’t ask any more questions and we reached the glade soon. I looked around and noticed a poplar immediately. Perfect.

‘Now I am going to do something you will find strange but please, trust me, I know what I’m doing’, I came closer to the tree and looked at him. His eyes were dark and impenetrable. ‘I will touch the bark of the tree and it may seem that I fall into a trance. I need you to embrace and support me now because if I use too much of my energy, I may fall down.’

If he was surprised, he didn’t show it. He approached me and very carefully embraced my waist. As I felt his body close and put my arm on his shoulder, I almost lost my breath. I could feel his vibes easy now, they were so calm, clear and pure that all I wanted was to absorb them endlessly. Luckily my mind and sense of duty intervened quickly enough, after all I had a mission to accomplish. I clenched my hand on the trunk, closed my eyes and concentrated. After just a couple of seconds my consciousness raised above the tree and I could see the forest with my mind’s eye.

My inner sight was spreading high now, I was capable to see a large area but the task was to locate the intruder so I had to expand my awareness while covering the whole area and to shrink it right after whenever my inner sight caught something suspicious. It was exhausting. ‘Don’t forget to breathe!’, a voice inside was reminding me but I was too eager and determined to find the crippled creature to listen to it. With every breath out my consciousness was expanding outside my body but it was coming back whenever I was breathing in.

I was playing a dangerous game with my body, I felt it was getting too little air to breathe but I was almost done, just a small area on the edge of forest was left. My body began to tremble but I sensed the unwanted guest was somewhere there. Just as my inner sight noticed the location, my body couldn’t stand this state anymore. I felt weak and darkness fell in front of my eyes.

When I woke up, Wanlorn was kneeling next to me, keeping my legs raised on his shoulders and staring at my face with barely hidden anxiety.

‘Are you all right, milady?’, he asked.

‘Yes, I am quite all right’, I nodded. I was still feeling dizzy and weak but I was coming back to my normal state. His strong, clear energy was flowing to my body through feet and I felt better much quickly than usually.

‘Is there anything I can do to help?’

I smiled. Most of the community was accustomed to me losing consciousness while performing clairvoyance but being a stranger he must have been shocked. And judging by his vibes he was clearly worried about me. I smiled widely. It was nice feeling to know he did care for me and I hated to admit that instead of searching for the intruder I’d rather stay like this with his hand on my shin and his dark eyes fixed in my face…

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CHAPTER I

(Wanlorn)

As I was waiting for my guide in the morning, my mind went back to the meeting. The druid hall was situated inside an enormous tree, standing at the entrance I could feel waves of positive energy. Ailintho was smiling widely so I assumed she felt it as well but it could have been simply because she was happy to be home.

A small black kitten was sitting on the fence, observing the life around carefully. When her eyes reached mine, she curled up and looked at me even more intently. But then she straightened up, jumped down to the ground, came to me boldly, meowed quietly and started to rub against my leg. Ailintho looked at me surprised.

‘She does not normally come to strangers’, she said with disbelief.

I spoke nothing, just smiled and scratched the kitten softly behind her ear. She closed her eyes and purred with pleasure but Ailintho didn’t let it last long.

‘We must go’, she turned around and walked ahead. ‘The elders are awaiting us.’

The great wooden doors opened soundlessly as if by magic. As we entered I noticed a slight drop in temperature compared to outside, the living tree provided cooling in the summer and warmth in the winter. The decorations were beautiful, almost everywhere I looked there were wooden carvings of various animals. Something else caught my eye as well, the placing of the windows, they weren’t symmetrical as one would expect in the city but rather placed at seemingly random distance from each other. This really made me curious but before I could ask Ailintho about it we reached the council of elders.

They were seated at a great oak table with ornate wooden chairs that wouldn’t seem out of place in a King’s hall. Their clothes were in stark contrast to this, each of them wore plain shirts and pants. I made a note to ask Ailintho about this as well later.

During the meeting the elders showed respect towards me and were courteous but I still felt an undercurrent of being interrogated. Mostly I listened and answered them while asking very few questions myself. As the meeting was coming to an end, they assigned Ailintho as my guide until we get to the bottom of this. After shaking hands with each member of the council I went to the room that was prepared for me, ate the dinner that was left there and went to bed.

Now it was early dawn but I was already prepared for today’s task, I only needed to wait for Ailintho to appear.

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