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That's the plan."
"He lives in Ponth?"
"That's what the word is." He pointed down the road, "Just south of here. Lives in the woods they say."
"They?"
"The rural people. They are having the most trouble with him. He's settled in there recently, I gather, and now families are being callously slaughtered one at a time. There will be a funeral and the next night someone else is found dead, drained of his blood. That's how we heard of it, well, Sage heard. She could feel the sorrow coming out of that area, and then she investigated herself, and now she's called all of us to her."
Kyrian sat with his chin in the palm of his hand, resting his elbow on one knee. "How are we going to destroy him?"
"Turn him—"
"Well, yes, but then what? How can we destroy something that vanishes the moment we're near?"
"Don't you know? You turned a vampire not long ago."
The lad pulled back uneasily, slowly folding his arms in front of him as if cold. "The situation was different. I didn't destroy him."
"Hmm ...." Carrington pulled on a blue mitten and batted his hands together to get warm. "Gibson and I'll have to kill it then."
"Who's Gibson?"
"He's a military man out of Lockenwood. He's investigating the deaths because it's been getting out of hand, and the local sheriff brought it to the attention of the crown, so they sent Lieutenant Gibson Reynard. He's on his way to Ponth to have a look around, and we'll be going with him."
"When?"
"A day or two, I think."
"Why did he stop here?"
Carrington shrugged, "Hospitable place to stay. Safe. Warm. Rumors of a an attractive, young acolyte named Sage? Probably any of the above. He's ... a man of war. He's not like us; he's killed people. Once you take a life, you just aren't the same anymore, your energy changes, your aura feels different.... You know what I mean?"
"Yes." Kyrian's voice was small. "But you're a warrior?"
He smiled, "Not in the same way. I'm trained to face down undead, but I've never taken a person's life."
"This sounds like a lovely conversation to interrupt."
They looked up at Caith, who wore a long, dark cloak coated in snow. The dog who had been playing with him was now on his heels.
"So," Carrington looked down at the snow, and then back up at Caith, slyly smiling, "you're going to feel free to jump right in and interrupt it?"
"Ha, ha, ha, good one. I did, as a matter of fact. Has anyone seen Sage?"
Carrington elbowed Kyrian in the side, "Mmm hmm. She's inside making candles."
"Oh, is she?" Kyrian spoke before Caith could reply to the insinuation. "Does she need help?"
"Oh, there we go. Looks like the new guy is going to beat you to her, Caith."
Kyrian and Caith surveyed each other warily.
"Uh, no, no .... It's not like that," Caith said.
"Right." Carrington stood up and headed for the temple door.
"Where are you going?"
"To see Sage."
"What? No!" Kyrian and Caith ran after him.
* * * * *
It was night. The wind was bitingly cold, and the snow blew up and around Cameo, Opal, and Jules as they made their own path through Lockenwood forest.
The view ahead was difficult, but as Opal turned to the right, he was able to make out the glittering eyes of his companions. They seemed to be able to see where they were going when he had no idea.
"We need to find some shelter!" someone said. Opal believed it was Cameo, but really had no idea because the wind was so strong, and the snow was pelting his face so hard that it stung.
"Where?!" was all he said, yelling to be heard about the din.
"The first place you see!" Cameo replied.
Suddenly Jules plowed ahead of them through the snow at a supernatural pace.
"Jules!" Cameo called.
Then Jules veered off to the right, vanishing completely into the whiteout.
"Where's he going?!"
"Maybe to find a shelter?!"
"For himself?!"
Cameo ignored the comment, unsure where he was going. "Jules!"
Chapter Four
"Hello, Ivy." It was the strange, tall man who had visited her once before.
She was alone in
"He lives in Ponth?"
"That's what the word is." He pointed down the road, "Just south of here. Lives in the woods they say."
"They?"
"The rural people. They are having the most trouble with him. He's settled in there recently, I gather, and now families are being callously slaughtered one at a time. There will be a funeral and the next night someone else is found dead, drained of his blood. That's how we heard of it, well, Sage heard. She could feel the sorrow coming out of that area, and then she investigated herself, and now she's called all of us to her."
Kyrian sat with his chin in the palm of his hand, resting his elbow on one knee. "How are we going to destroy him?"
"Turn him—"
"Well, yes, but then what? How can we destroy something that vanishes the moment we're near?"
"Don't you know? You turned a vampire not long ago."
The lad pulled back uneasily, slowly folding his arms in front of him as if cold. "The situation was different. I didn't destroy him."
"Hmm ...." Carrington pulled on a blue mitten and batted his hands together to get warm. "Gibson and I'll have to kill it then."
"Who's Gibson?"
"He's a military man out of Lockenwood. He's investigating the deaths because it's been getting out of hand, and the local sheriff brought it to the attention of the crown, so they sent Lieutenant Gibson Reynard. He's on his way to Ponth to have a look around, and we'll be going with him."
"When?"
"A day or two, I think."
"Why did he stop here?"
Carrington shrugged, "Hospitable place to stay. Safe. Warm. Rumors of a an attractive, young acolyte named Sage? Probably any of the above. He's ... a man of war. He's not like us; he's killed people. Once you take a life, you just aren't the same anymore, your energy changes, your aura feels different.... You know what I mean?"
"Yes." Kyrian's voice was small. "But you're a warrior?"
He smiled, "Not in the same way. I'm trained to face down undead, but I've never taken a person's life."
"This sounds like a lovely conversation to interrupt."
They looked up at Caith, who wore a long, dark cloak coated in snow. The dog who had been playing with him was now on his heels.
"So," Carrington looked down at the snow, and then back up at Caith, slyly smiling, "you're going to feel free to jump right in and interrupt it?"
"Ha, ha, ha, good one. I did, as a matter of fact. Has anyone seen Sage?"
Carrington elbowed Kyrian in the side, "Mmm hmm. She's inside making candles."
"Oh, is she?" Kyrian spoke before Caith could reply to the insinuation. "Does she need help?"
"Oh, there we go. Looks like the new guy is going to beat you to her, Caith."
Kyrian and Caith surveyed each other warily.
"Uh, no, no .... It's not like that," Caith said.
"Right." Carrington stood up and headed for the temple door.
"Where are you going?"
"To see Sage."
"What? No!" Kyrian and Caith ran after him.
* * * * *
It was night. The wind was bitingly cold, and the snow blew up and around Cameo, Opal, and Jules as they made their own path through Lockenwood forest.
The view ahead was difficult, but as Opal turned to the right, he was able to make out the glittering eyes of his companions. They seemed to be able to see where they were going when he had no idea.
"We need to find some shelter!" someone said. Opal believed it was Cameo, but really had no idea because the wind was so strong, and the snow was pelting his face so hard that it stung.
"Where?!" was all he said, yelling to be heard about the din.
"The first place you see!" Cameo replied.
Suddenly Jules plowed ahead of them through the snow at a supernatural pace.
"Jules!" Cameo called.
Then Jules veered off to the right, vanishing completely into the whiteout.
"Where's he going?!"
"Maybe to find a shelter?!"
"For himself?!"
Cameo ignored the comment, unsure where he was going. "Jules!"
Chapter Four
"Hello, Ivy." It was the strange, tall man who had visited her once before.
She was alone in
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