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L O C A T I O N : Lodge, Port10
I N T E R A C T I O N S : @Conscripts
T A G S : @JJ Doe , @Conscripts
E Q U I P M E N T :
Quietly, although not quite peacefully, Aurora had waited for Barrock to collect his information. Her lips were holding back a tremble as she thought of Zara. She had been there for both her mother and her father when they had passed onto the next life. The darkness had hardly taken a hold of her during both those times.
Rowan was all she had left, and she was all he had left. They both clung to each other dearly. And yet, she felt a change within herself when he showed little remorse for Zara’s death. She blamed herself. How had she become so attached to another creature in such a short amount of time?
She thought about what her father had taught her what he had known about humans. Was this a power they held? Curiously, she thought of Vasco. She could not bare to lose another precious soul.
The emptiness remained, unfilled, the more she contemplated her state and why she was so distraught, until the blackness overcame her. Her skin felt anxious and calm all at the same time. For a brief moment, she began to see color.
Yellow. Red. Blue.
It was a consuming flame, growing brighter and brighter, and she was becoming one with it, until the sight became almost unbearable. It was intense and colorful, like a blinding image becoming clearer and clearer through the black abyss.
Vasco was there. He had so many scars sketched over his skin. It never ceased to amaze Aurora how little she noticed as a blind creature when vision like this grappled her.
And there, nearly crunched between lodging floor and orc was her brother, her dear brother with silvery locks, draping. (How did she know it was a lodge?) Rowan looked dead to her, though, something — a little thing, like a pale fire, still flickered beneath his skin. She could sense it in the nearly whiteness of his cheeks.
There were others, like another Dark Elf, different from the who had murdered Zara. There was a Demihuman, too —
She saw so much in so little time, like a flashback or something. Voices, a tackle, a kiss.
Then suddenly, a deep voice echoed through the vision. The sight blurred with the darkness. One became the other, and the other became one. It was unreasonable how they merged and transformed into each other. But so they did, and they disappeared and travelled far away to allow her blindness its own passage, again.
"What happened?" Barrock was asking when Aurora awakened from her vision. The firm fire within the good Orc was blazing and momentous.
“I…” Her mouths as trying to mouth what had happened. “I’m sorry, I… I had a vision,” her voice was in a hushed whisper, like she was telling him a secret. “Vasco and my brother are in danger,” she paused to catch her thoughts. “at the River Port Lodge.” Again, another pause. “They are being attacked by Orcs, a Demihuman and… a Dark Elf.”
Her hands came to the hood of her cloak. They tugged at the seams, pulling and casting more of a shadow over her face. “We should hurry and go, now.” She did not bother to ask if he had gotten what he needed.