♫ Final Fantasy - This Lamb Sells Condos ♫
"Where did she go?" Guih asked the others in the room.
"I'm not sure, but its not unlike her to just up and disappear like that," said the figure who resembled Darka.
"Frinell, you performed quite well in spite of Altrage's short visit," a male Hume said clapping his hands slowly.
"Shove it," said Frinell, and with a flash of light the figure of Darka turned into the shape of a female Mithra, "You might be the strrongest of us, but you know I don't like your sarrrcasm Gray."
"Be as it may we still need to find Shiir and Altrage," Gray replied, "And Guih what did you learn of our dear brother's past?"
"Let me show you," Guih said with the lift of his hand the group appeared in a world that appeared blurred. The sky was purple and blue with spots of pink. Flashes of lightning flickered in the distance but all was blurred as if looking through fogged glass. Yellow and white flowers dotted the green grass as they stood near what appeared to be Leremeiu Lagoon. Blurry dots of black and white floated below in the Lagoon most likely some kind of avian but it was too blurred to see. Sitting with their feet over the edge of the small cliff was Altrage and Darka.
She too appeared blurred but her features made her an obvious choice. Altrage on the other hand was the only thing that was not blurry in appearance. He was in some light clothing, Darka leaning up against him; he tossed a small pebble below to the water. Another flash of lightning and the two were sharing a picnic lunch in the same location. Another flash of lightning and Altrage was laying with his head on her stomach as they laid staring at the sky. Another flash and he was chasing after a hat that was loosed by a strong gust of wind while she laughed at his attempts to recover the item. And then a final flash and they were all back in the room.
"There is more if you wish to see it," Guih said, "it appears she is the only thing that he can remember."
"Well we know that he loved her," Gray said out loud, "Is there anything else we could use?"
"I cannot read a past which one does not remember," Guih replied in earnest, "That is the flaw I suffer from. Just as Frinell cannot turn into someone she has not met."
"Shut up," Frinell snapped, "We all have ourrr faults and Shiir was too brrrash, the !@#$%& is probably dead by now."
"Watch your tongue Frinell lest you wish to lose it," warned another female in the room who had been silent until now, "Shiir was like a sister to me, and if she be dead..."
"Then what," Frinell quipped, "You gonna go avenge herrr?"
"That sounds like a decent plan," Gray said with a smile, "How about about the two of you take that hulking Galka, Himit, to investigate on Shiir's where abouts?"
"I don't want to do anything with that wrretch," Frinell said putting her back to the other female and raising her tail in defiance.
"Don't anger me Frinell," warned Gray, "I'm the leader of this group and what I say goes. You will go with Himit and Isabell to find out what Shiir is up to. Then you will come right back here and report. We need Altrage alive and in one piece. Darka's last words listed him as the key to everything."
The group was moving on towards Goug in spite of being exhausted from the previous battle with Shiir. Altrage supposed it was for the best as he carried up the rear of the caravan. He noticed Linear failing at patching up his duster and chuckled quietly at the thought of a Dragoon who wields a very large needle so to speak to be so inapt and using a miniature version of his weapon of choice. He looked around and saw Hobb conversing with the ever chatty Monti a little further up. Unryu was hidden in the sky above keeping a close eye on the path ahead.
He couldn't shake the thought of seeing Darka, and to see her working with Shiir's group. And who were the others there? They most likely were all bearers of the forbidden magic no doubt, but what was their aim. Shiir seemed to show interest in Rainwhisker as well which seemed quite odd and out of place. Too many questions floated in his head and without answers he grew angry. Altrage clutched his fists and let out a yell of frustration.
"I'm sorry," he apologized after a moment. He noticed that some people had turned to see what the matter was. Still Goug was growing closer with every step, maybe with some fresh and much needed rest the Dragoon would be feeling better in the morning.