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days that they’d explore the Loramoore Oasis.
For Juliska’s part, this meant attempting to have visions as often as possible and hoping nothing ominous showed itself. Or if it did, that it gave them enough warning to prepare. No one expected anything though, seeing as the oasis was peaceful, and Kanda and Nashua had told them it was safe.
Their time at the oasis was spent tracing the levels of magic. Scouting out potential locations for a town and residences. Testing the security of the place. Mapping the terrain and making notes of anything of interest.
Eddy refused to stop attempting to engage Juliska in conversation; she avoided him whenever possible, claiming she needed to keep her head clear. His incessant attempts were going to drive her mad by the time this trip was all over. Unless he finally got the hint and gave up.
As their time at the oasis came to an end, one fact they each agreed all Svoda would enjoy was that the magical energies in the oasis kept it much warmer than the island, or the state of Maine, even during the harshest of winters. Something many Svoda would be happy to know as winters could be long and brutal. Something many often wanted to escape, but could not.
It almost seemed too perfect. Why even keep exploring?
But they had a plan and would stick to it.
CHAPTER SIX
A week into the quest…
So far, everything was going as scheduled.
No injuries. No illnesses. No ominous visions.
Tons of information collected and two locations down.
The second, they all considered not nearly as hospitable as the oasis. It was set inside a cliffside overlooking the ocean. Stunning views. Possibly good for short visits, vacations maybe, but for permanent living it just didn’t have the right options available. Powerful magic, but little else to offer in long term home comforts. So they departed and headed to number three.
They were finally leaving Maine. And heading somewhere south, deep in the mountains to a place known as the Witch’s Head. A circle of mountains that most non-magical folk avoided; old folk tales rumored it a place filled with spirits of the dead. What is really had going for it was a lot of privacy, and an abundance of magical energy. Which to someone of non-magical blood who wandered into the spot without this understanding, would give them the impression of something mystical they could not understand and usually explained off, by calling it haunted.
The most attractive part of this place lay at the bottom of an expansive valley right in the middle of the circle of mountains. This valley was a prime location for people like the Svoda. Not only was is remote and secluded, but the arrangement of the mountains created a vortex of sorts, which collected and contained an abundance of magical energy. The vortex pushed it down, capturing it in this valley.
Upon arrival, they set up the tent and prepped for exploration. But as it was evening, they decided to give it a rest for the night and start up in the morning. This gave them a chance to unwind and enjoy a dinner together.
It unfortunately gave Eddy another chance to corner Juliska. He grabbed the open seat next to her, while her old school mates, Milo and Arnon, laughed and offered no help in rescuing her.
“When will you get the hint?” she charged Eddy hotly.
“Um, let me see… you’re going have to try a lot harder.”
She raised her palm at him in what was meant to be a threatening pose.
“You wouldn’t.”
“You don’t know me.”
“I’m trying to.” He grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it.
She pulled it back with a scowl. “Do not push me Eddy.”
He refused to stop. “Have a drink with me.”
“I don’t drink. It muddles my head.”
“Not at all?”
“No.”
“Have you ever?”
Milo and Arnon cleared their throats and held back a laugh.
She glared at them. “Yes. I have. Not a story I’m going to share.”
“Lightweight, are we?” Eddy teased, leaning back a little.
For Juliska’s part, this meant attempting to have visions as often as possible and hoping nothing ominous showed itself. Or if it did, that it gave them enough warning to prepare. No one expected anything though, seeing as the oasis was peaceful, and Kanda and Nashua had told them it was safe.
Their time at the oasis was spent tracing the levels of magic. Scouting out potential locations for a town and residences. Testing the security of the place. Mapping the terrain and making notes of anything of interest.
Eddy refused to stop attempting to engage Juliska in conversation; she avoided him whenever possible, claiming she needed to keep her head clear. His incessant attempts were going to drive her mad by the time this trip was all over. Unless he finally got the hint and gave up.
As their time at the oasis came to an end, one fact they each agreed all Svoda would enjoy was that the magical energies in the oasis kept it much warmer than the island, or the state of Maine, even during the harshest of winters. Something many Svoda would be happy to know as winters could be long and brutal. Something many often wanted to escape, but could not.
It almost seemed too perfect. Why even keep exploring?
But they had a plan and would stick to it.
CHAPTER SIX
A week into the quest…
So far, everything was going as scheduled.
No injuries. No illnesses. No ominous visions.
Tons of information collected and two locations down.
The second, they all considered not nearly as hospitable as the oasis. It was set inside a cliffside overlooking the ocean. Stunning views. Possibly good for short visits, vacations maybe, but for permanent living it just didn’t have the right options available. Powerful magic, but little else to offer in long term home comforts. So they departed and headed to number three.
They were finally leaving Maine. And heading somewhere south, deep in the mountains to a place known as the Witch’s Head. A circle of mountains that most non-magical folk avoided; old folk tales rumored it a place filled with spirits of the dead. What is really had going for it was a lot of privacy, and an abundance of magical energy. Which to someone of non-magical blood who wandered into the spot without this understanding, would give them the impression of something mystical they could not understand and usually explained off, by calling it haunted.
The most attractive part of this place lay at the bottom of an expansive valley right in the middle of the circle of mountains. This valley was a prime location for people like the Svoda. Not only was is remote and secluded, but the arrangement of the mountains created a vortex of sorts, which collected and contained an abundance of magical energy. The vortex pushed it down, capturing it in this valley.
Upon arrival, they set up the tent and prepped for exploration. But as it was evening, they decided to give it a rest for the night and start up in the morning. This gave them a chance to unwind and enjoy a dinner together.
It unfortunately gave Eddy another chance to corner Juliska. He grabbed the open seat next to her, while her old school mates, Milo and Arnon, laughed and offered no help in rescuing her.
“When will you get the hint?” she charged Eddy hotly.
“Um, let me see… you’re going have to try a lot harder.”
She raised her palm at him in what was meant to be a threatening pose.
“You wouldn’t.”
“You don’t know me.”
“I’m trying to.” He grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it.
She pulled it back with a scowl. “Do not push me Eddy.”
He refused to stop. “Have a drink with me.”
“I don’t drink. It muddles my head.”
“Not at all?”
“No.”
“Have you ever?”
Milo and Arnon cleared their throats and held back a laugh.
She glared at them. “Yes. I have. Not a story I’m going to share.”
“Lightweight, are we?” Eddy teased, leaning back a little.
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