Episode Three: The Spectral Faults
Gheillyn smiles. "Thank you, Warden". She salutes again, and steps off to rejoin her unit.
The walk to the Warden's Tree is brief. Krem elects to stay behind with Darius, as the climb upwards would be a challenge to him.
The actual stairs though, take the wind out of everyone but Rebort. By the time the party reaches Lithuanwe's private quarters, the view down is dizzying.
Once everyone is inside, a private attendee serves refreshments. The couches and easy chairs are over-sized and comfortable, but don't appear to be elvish made. The air is crisp and cool, and a light breeze snakes its way in through the vine lattice windows.
"Now then, let's get down to business. First and foremost my old comrade, thank you for seeking me out. It brings my heart great joy to know that you still walk among the living, and I'm sure the news is spreading like a wild fire throughout the populous by now". Lithuanwe muses to himself - "They'll be calling you 'Beloc the Undying' now, of course. But enough of my trivial prattling. Porthos sent word of more than your coming. He spoke to me of Kallium, and his sacrifice. Though the fact you were in the right place at the right time to meet him, as well as the foresight of Admirals Glen and Drigs to pair him to you, is astounding. Obad-hai's providence see's us through yet again. I take it then, that you are aware of his mission.. and I venture to ask that since you are here, you've taken up the mission in his stead?"