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<blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 7507726" data-attributes="member: 143"><p>Chapter 217</p><p></p><p>The next morning Glori, Embrae, Kosk, and Javerin made their way back across the lushly landscaped greenery of Tal Nadesh back to the teleportation circle on the edge of the city. Lendelaine accompanied them, but the rest of their escort—a small company of elvish soldiers—remained discreetly back.</p><p></p><p>The day was mild, even pleasant, with the softest breeze that brought the scents of the blooming flowers to them as they walked. Glori was again distracted, having looked for Majerion again that morning without success. Apparently, he was going to make another of his abrupt departures, she thought. It was foolish to have expected more; she certainly had not been ambiguous in their last detailed conversation back at the druid’s grove. She still was not quite certain what she had intended to accomplish here, at least in terms of settling her unresolved feelings toward her former mentor.</p><p></p><p>As they approached the walled enclosure that contained the teleportation circle, they could see an elf waiting for them. It was Kaesla, the young woman who had kept an eye on them—now that they were leaving, Glori could offer that rather than the less charitable <em>spied</em>—after their initial arrival in Tal Nadesh. She carried a small package that she brought over to Glori.</p><p></p><p>“Lord Majerion left this for you,” she said. Glori blinked at that; it was the first time she’d heard his name accompanied by a title. She shot a question over at Lendelaine. “I do apologize,” he said.</p><p></p><p>“For what?” she asked, examining the parcel. It was nicely wrapped in layers of thick linen, but there was no note or other message upon it. As she held it she felt a sudden sharp suspicion that caused her heart to pound in anticipation.</p><p></p><p>“Ah. I thought he would have told you,” the elf said, distracting her from the package.</p><p></p><p>“Told us what?” Kosk asked, interjecting himself into the exchange.</p><p></p><p>Lendelaine looked as though he would have preferred it if he hadn’t spoken. “The Council asked Majerion to accompany you to the Reserve,” he said. “They had… suspicions that the attack upon the Ambassador was part of a broader effort to undermine the government in Tal Nadesh, and that the recent problems in the Reserve might be connected.”</p><p></p><p>“And of course, no one thought it worthwhile to let us know any of this,” Kosk growled.</p><p></p><p>“You yourselves were something of an unknown quantity,” Lendelaine admitted. “The Council felt that they needed a trusted agent directly on the ground.”</p><p></p><p>Glori glanced over at Javerin. The wizard did not seem surprised, so she had either known or been told after the fact. “No, he did not tell me,” she said to Lendelaine. She tore open the parcel. The bright morning sunlight shone on the brilliant golden lines of Majerion’s <em>Cli Lyre</em>. She knew the details of its form almost as much as she knew her own instrument. “Why would he give this to me?” she whispered.</p><p></p><p>She hadn’t meant it as an actual question, but Lendelaine said, “I will say that Majerion did not have to be pressured to join the expedition. Once he found out the details, he was eager to be a part of it.”</p><p></p><p>For a moment Glori thought about giving the lyre back, but then she strummed her fingers across the strings. As always, it was perfectly tuned.</p><p></p><p>“There’s nothing more we have to do here,” she said to Javerin. “Let’s go home.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lazybones, post: 7507726, member: 143"] Chapter 217 The next morning Glori, Embrae, Kosk, and Javerin made their way back across the lushly landscaped greenery of Tal Nadesh back to the teleportation circle on the edge of the city. Lendelaine accompanied them, but the rest of their escort—a small company of elvish soldiers—remained discreetly back. The day was mild, even pleasant, with the softest breeze that brought the scents of the blooming flowers to them as they walked. Glori was again distracted, having looked for Majerion again that morning without success. Apparently, he was going to make another of his abrupt departures, she thought. It was foolish to have expected more; she certainly had not been ambiguous in their last detailed conversation back at the druid’s grove. She still was not quite certain what she had intended to accomplish here, at least in terms of settling her unresolved feelings toward her former mentor. As they approached the walled enclosure that contained the teleportation circle, they could see an elf waiting for them. It was Kaesla, the young woman who had kept an eye on them—now that they were leaving, Glori could offer that rather than the less charitable [i]spied[/i]—after their initial arrival in Tal Nadesh. She carried a small package that she brought over to Glori. “Lord Majerion left this for you,” she said. Glori blinked at that; it was the first time she’d heard his name accompanied by a title. She shot a question over at Lendelaine. “I do apologize,” he said. “For what?” she asked, examining the parcel. It was nicely wrapped in layers of thick linen, but there was no note or other message upon it. As she held it she felt a sudden sharp suspicion that caused her heart to pound in anticipation. “Ah. I thought he would have told you,” the elf said, distracting her from the package. “Told us what?” Kosk asked, interjecting himself into the exchange. Lendelaine looked as though he would have preferred it if he hadn’t spoken. “The Council asked Majerion to accompany you to the Reserve,” he said. “They had… suspicions that the attack upon the Ambassador was part of a broader effort to undermine the government in Tal Nadesh, and that the recent problems in the Reserve might be connected.” “And of course, no one thought it worthwhile to let us know any of this,” Kosk growled. “You yourselves were something of an unknown quantity,” Lendelaine admitted. “The Council felt that they needed a trusted agent directly on the ground.” Glori glanced over at Javerin. The wizard did not seem surprised, so she had either known or been told after the fact. “No, he did not tell me,” she said to Lendelaine. She tore open the parcel. The bright morning sunlight shone on the brilliant golden lines of Majerion’s [i]Cli Lyre[/i]. She knew the details of its form almost as much as she knew her own instrument. “Why would he give this to me?” she whispered. She hadn’t meant it as an actual question, but Lendelaine said, “I will say that Majerion did not have to be pressured to join the expedition. Once he found out the details, he was eager to be a part of it.” For a moment Glori thought about giving the lyre back, but then she strummed her fingers across the strings. As always, it was perfectly tuned. “There’s nothing more we have to do here,” she said to Javerin. “Let’s go home.” [/QUOTE]
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