Alhana's Legacy - Part 2
Clandestine
Kitera remains within Hydlaa preocupied and Meowd has not been seen since her out burst at Kada El's.
Days become months, months become years and yet all is quiet.
Under the cover of darkness, a cloaked figure crosses the hills making thier way towards the northern city gates of Hydlaa. Briefly stopping to acknowledge the guards and sharing a few words the figure speeds on to the towns only tavern, Kada El's.
Upon entering the figure looks about the quiet inn nervously and heads for the bar whilst slowly removing it's hood revealing a female diaboli. Booking a room she heads straight for the stairs avoiding eye contact with those she swiftly passes. Shutting the door and quietly locking it she waits listening... have I been followed?.
The minutes pass slowly. Finally breathing a sigh of relief she looks about the small room. Wearily sitting at the table she removes a piece of parchment, ink and quill from a belt pouch and after a moments thought she begins to write...
"Much time has passed since we last exchanged words and although as much we despise one another I feel it would be in both our interests that we speak of matters of most importance. I propose we meet in seven days time at the wooden platform in the shadow of laanx temple in the city of Hydlaa. Although I would prefer this meeting to be just you and I, I have no objections to you bringing a second as a watch if you feel the need. I hope this message finds you safe and in good health."
Reading it again she nods with a grim smile and signs the bottom... 'Odessa Wildfire'.
Equilibrium
Having met and discussed the turbulent past, Odessa & Kitera part on neutral terms. The two come to an agreement that it would be better to avoid one another.
Odessa states she will remain in Hydlaa for the remainder of her years. Kitera however mentions that she has never felt comfortable spending too much time in once place and will venture out.
It was also during which Odessa mentioned, "At our age time would be better spent on more favourable leisure's. A short life it would be if spent on expending all of one's time and energy in suit pursuits of vengeance and battle... wouldn't you agree?"
In the next few days the cold winds begin to blow across the lower layers, a sign that the hoarfrost is not far away. Odessa's sits comfortably in her chair by the fire, her memory's drift as she watch's the flames flicker... two young diaboli's, sisters dancing though fields of golden hay with the warmth of the crystal shining playfully upon their faces.