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"very well. if you have any questions for me later, you need only ask." dalamar whispered. inglades walked over to the group, greeting scorch cheerfully.
"so, are we going to prepare for the journey, or do i have to buy the supplies and take the money from you later?" inglades joked. "come on. let's go."
Erica walked back to the tower sighing. She needed to say goodbye to her friends and gather supplies. She has to find him.
Shaya joined the others grabbing a piece of fruit remaining silent.
inglades readied his warhorse for a journey. he wore only traveler's leather armor, a dark tabard with the emblems of his knighthood, a heavy cloak and tough traveling gear. he took a sword, of polished steel, that was narrow towards the eagle claw shaped cross guard, and widened near the tip, then tapered into an extremely sharp tip.
((hi))Erica came into the entrance of the tower just as inglades and scorch were saddleing their horses. "Where are you going?" She asked quietly
Shaya stayed quiet while the others got ready to leave she had nothing really to say, she would be leaving soon to return to her kingdom, she had a horrible feeling that somthing was wrong. She kept her plans quiet though.
Maralune wrote: ""Okay." She turned to inglades "I guess this is goodbye?"""so you're not coming with us?" inglades said, sounding disappointed. "i suppose i couldn't talk you in to coming?" he said, stepping closer to erica
inglades stepped closer until he was about a foot away from erica. hesitantly, he put his arms around erica, in what he believed to be their final meeting. "good bye, erica"
Erica stared at the man she loved riding away. Small warm tears slid down her face and landed on the ground "goodbye." She whispered.
"i wish you the best of all luck in finding your brother. if this 'du anglat' wasn't rampaging around, i gladly would help you." he said, mounting his horse.
riding alone, slowly, haltingly, inglades thought to himself how much he wished that he could just stay behind with erica. he hoped he would see her again, sometime, when all of the bloodshed was over...
Erica could feel inglades's sadness but she ignored it. She had a journey to do now and she would see him again. She was sure.
Erica headed back towards the tower to gather supplies. once she had everything She bought a horse with some of the gold she had left and started on the road looking for her brother. ((Mike, Do you want to play my brother? Cause I don't really know what I should do about him.))
inglades rode at the head of the line, his head bowed and cloak hood up, despite the bright sun. he knew he would meet the demon lord again. for his brother, for erica, for scorch, he had to be able to defeat it. he would defeat it.
a few days later, inglades led the party over the white mountains, heading north, towards Solamnia. in the distance, he saw a glittering column of warriors approach the party. "everyone stay calm, and stay quiet. these are solamnic knights, like me. they should let us pass and take us to lord gunthar."
"lord alfred!" inglades greeted cheerfully when the column got close. the man in front of the ten man mounted company, who wore a polished steel breastplate and helmet, rode up "inglades! it's been far to long, friend" with a broad grin
after a few moments of ingaldes and lord alfred speaking in solamnic, inglades turned to the party. "lord alfred has given us clearance to pass to the north, to castle uth-wistan, lord gunthar's home." inglades seemed in relatively good cheer. "let's ride. lord alfred's squad is on a long patrol, and can't return soon"
they rode for two days through the rugged mountains. the air was cold up at the high altitude, and even colder at nights. it was such a night, the second one up in the mountains. inglades sat at the edge of the camp, looking up into the heavens, and the cold, distant stars.
he gestured to his wool cloak "no thanks you, scorch. i grew up in these mountains. i'm used to the cold"
"here. take my cloak" he said, unclasping it and handing it to scorch. he seemed uncomfortable alone with scorch.
((lol, great observation)) "perhaps i am" he said slowly. "that doesn't mean i don't enjoy your company"
"But you shouldn't be." Inglades said gently, standing alone in the night. "I'm sorry, Scorch. You shouldn't have to put up with this."
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