Hope Overture
Small snowflakes filled the air and steam formed when she breathed.
“First snow” she thought.
“It is early this year.” Nuala continued slowly down in a small ravine, she threaded carefully on the loose rocks under her. It was just a few kilometers until the main road. From there the travel would be easy. Elyssa was exhausted, but hopefully she would reach her destination before nightfall, if she was lucky.
From the day she decided to travel north again, she had felt this pull, almost an urge to move faster. Unaware she steered not home, but took another route towards Lacheish Plains. This route was all too familiar to her since her last visit at the Fearghal an Dun. Claded in her Menfyt uniform, escorting Imoteph to negotiate for his son Rhaas freedom.
She mounted of Nuala and leaded her between the cliffs and a suspiciously slippery slope.
“I hope I still have time.” She breathed heavily from the strain and tried to redouble her efforts to move forward.
“I pray there still time….By Asura, I will stay strong. He will lead me to the right path. I’m not yet finished.”
Akselvee wrote the beginning of the next chapter and you can find it here: http://forums-eu.ageofconan.com/show...=133332&page=3 post no 22. This story picks up after that one.
Continues in Part II