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waddled back and forth as she made her way. Wegnel was carrying Loki in a small partially-open satchel.
“Hello there, Ethan!” greeted Wegnel with a smile. “Wonderful day, simply magnificent I say and I should know how well the day has been going because I have been enjoying it since I woke up this morning.”
“Hey Wegnel, nice to see you,” replied Ethan.
“Here is a special young patient I have for you,” said Wegnel. “He is doing fine fine, he is already trying to walk, and a strong one he is. I have to say, I am rather impressed by this one.”
Loki looked tired, but was content to be with his owner again. Ethan took Loki from the satchel and held him in his lap. The wound looked much better now that it was clean. Wegnel’s green mystery goop was pasted about the area. Loki rested his head on Ethan’s lap and closed his eyes.
“He is very tired, but he’ll be fine, fine I say, he is very strong indeed,” said Wegnel.
“Thank you for taking care of him,” said Ethan with a smile. “He helped save me in the forest … you helped save me in the forest … thank you … Wegnel.”
For once Wegnel didn’t speak. He blushed a bit and flapped his hand, as if to say it was no big deal.
“Do you want some tea?” asked Ethan.
“Oh yes, don’t mind if I do. Thank you very much,” replied Wegnel gratefully.
Ethan brought Loki inside and put him down on a blanket in the study. Loki nodded his head, tucked it back down, and went to sleep. Ethan brought two mugs of tea outside for Wegnel and himself. Wegnel took the mug and held it under his nose.
“Ah, this smells familiar it does, licorice is it? Yes I recognize this from many years ago. Good stuff this is.”
Wegnel breathed in the aroma from the mug and took a sip. Ethan was trying to work up courage to ask Wegnel some questions about what he had seen the night before.
“Wegnel, have you ever been to Tirguard?” asked Ethan.
“Oh yes yes yes … technically … I’m there right now … aren’t I? I mean … I think I am … or maybe not so much … hmm …” said Wegnel, with his nose still buried in the mug. He looked up at Ethan. “Well then, out with it, why do you ask? Maybe you are just curious or maybe you ask for another reason?”
“Well, it’s just that … I met a guard that mistook me for someone else — someone very close to me … my brother, Isaac.”
“Your twin brother if I’m not mistaken, am I? Yes yes,” said Wegnel. “Do you know why the guard mistook you for your brother?”
Before Ethan could speak, Wegnel provided the answer. “Because … your brother was in Tirguard, and he became rather important. Your brother was very important indeed. He had many adventures and saved the city more than once you know. And I say this because I was there, and sent myself word on it often,” said Wegnel.
Ethan looked up at Wegnel. “Do you know if he’s still there? I mean, can I go and see him?”
“You will see him again indeed,” said Wegnel, looking up from his mug.
Ethan looked at him in disbelief. He had asked many people in Strahlung if they knew the whereabouts of his twin brother, and all this time he just had to ask the alchemist. He wondered how the alchemist knew Ethan would see Isaac again.
Suddenly a wagon approached. Ethan and Wegnel stood up to get a better look. The wagon was slowly being pulled by a massive dark brown horse. There were two men walking next to the horse, guiding it up toward the house.
“He was hurt I’m afraid,” yelled the first man, as they approached.
“WHAT?” bellowed Ethan.
“Odin … your master, he was hurt a bit — he’ll be fine though,” said the man.
The second man helped Odin out of the wagon. It seemed Odin could walk just fine under his own power.
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” groused Odin. “I don’t need anyone making any fuss over me — I can handle myself just fine.”
“He’s very stubborn,” said the second man as he got the wagon
“Hello there, Ethan!” greeted Wegnel with a smile. “Wonderful day, simply magnificent I say and I should know how well the day has been going because I have been enjoying it since I woke up this morning.”
“Hey Wegnel, nice to see you,” replied Ethan.
“Here is a special young patient I have for you,” said Wegnel. “He is doing fine fine, he is already trying to walk, and a strong one he is. I have to say, I am rather impressed by this one.”
Loki looked tired, but was content to be with his owner again. Ethan took Loki from the satchel and held him in his lap. The wound looked much better now that it was clean. Wegnel’s green mystery goop was pasted about the area. Loki rested his head on Ethan’s lap and closed his eyes.
“He is very tired, but he’ll be fine, fine I say, he is very strong indeed,” said Wegnel.
“Thank you for taking care of him,” said Ethan with a smile. “He helped save me in the forest … you helped save me in the forest … thank you … Wegnel.”
For once Wegnel didn’t speak. He blushed a bit and flapped his hand, as if to say it was no big deal.
“Do you want some tea?” asked Ethan.
“Oh yes, don’t mind if I do. Thank you very much,” replied Wegnel gratefully.
Ethan brought Loki inside and put him down on a blanket in the study. Loki nodded his head, tucked it back down, and went to sleep. Ethan brought two mugs of tea outside for Wegnel and himself. Wegnel took the mug and held it under his nose.
“Ah, this smells familiar it does, licorice is it? Yes I recognize this from many years ago. Good stuff this is.”
Wegnel breathed in the aroma from the mug and took a sip. Ethan was trying to work up courage to ask Wegnel some questions about what he had seen the night before.
“Wegnel, have you ever been to Tirguard?” asked Ethan.
“Oh yes yes yes … technically … I’m there right now … aren’t I? I mean … I think I am … or maybe not so much … hmm …” said Wegnel, with his nose still buried in the mug. He looked up at Ethan. “Well then, out with it, why do you ask? Maybe you are just curious or maybe you ask for another reason?”
“Well, it’s just that … I met a guard that mistook me for someone else — someone very close to me … my brother, Isaac.”
“Your twin brother if I’m not mistaken, am I? Yes yes,” said Wegnel. “Do you know why the guard mistook you for your brother?”
Before Ethan could speak, Wegnel provided the answer. “Because … your brother was in Tirguard, and he became rather important. Your brother was very important indeed. He had many adventures and saved the city more than once you know. And I say this because I was there, and sent myself word on it often,” said Wegnel.
Ethan looked up at Wegnel. “Do you know if he’s still there? I mean, can I go and see him?”
“You will see him again indeed,” said Wegnel, looking up from his mug.
Ethan looked at him in disbelief. He had asked many people in Strahlung if they knew the whereabouts of his twin brother, and all this time he just had to ask the alchemist. He wondered how the alchemist knew Ethan would see Isaac again.
Suddenly a wagon approached. Ethan and Wegnel stood up to get a better look. The wagon was slowly being pulled by a massive dark brown horse. There were two men walking next to the horse, guiding it up toward the house.
“He was hurt I’m afraid,” yelled the first man, as they approached.
“WHAT?” bellowed Ethan.
“Odin … your master, he was hurt a bit — he’ll be fine though,” said the man.
The second man helped Odin out of the wagon. It seemed Odin could walk just fine under his own power.
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” groused Odin. “I don’t need anyone making any fuss over me — I can handle myself just fine.”
“He’s very stubborn,” said the second man as he got the wagon
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