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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Funeris" data-source="post: 2756511" data-attributes="member: 22792">Chapter 6: Fata Viam Invenient - Part IFata Viam Invenient:  Latin for “The Fates will find a way”—oo—oo—“Mother, I have news!”  Lady Llewyllyn burst into her private chambers.  Her golden hair swung lightly left and right, creating a shimmer of light in the darkened room.  She carelessly tossed her candle onto the oak bureau.  It landed awkwardly, skidding a few inches, before stopping precariously close to the edge.The lady shifted her curling, golden mane away from her face and peered intently into the mirror.  Her piercing green eyes stirred the reflection until her image disappeared; replaced by the frail and aged image of her mother.“And what news is so important to wake me from my comfortable slumber?”“Oh, don’t lie.  You’ve been listening—at least part of the time!”  Lady Llewyllyn, the younger, crossed her arms defiantly like a child during a temper tantrum.“I have been listening in—now and again.  But, I just can’t keep up with you daughter.  You’re always rushing about.  And your last excursion was thoroughly exhausting.  I don’t think my shoulders will ever feel right again.”“A little exercise won’t hurt your frail body.  Besides, I bore the brunt of it.  All you had to do was sit back and enjoy.”“Yes, yes.  Anyway...what’s your news?”  The old woman sat down upon the reflected bed.  She reached for the mirror image of the brush and lovingly stroked her straight, silver hair.  “A traveler just stopped in—a bounty hunter.”“Oh?”  Lady Llewyllyn, the elder, paused her delicate brushing.  She leaned forward to hang onto each word and detail.“This bounty hunter is looking for one of our soon-to-be-guests.”  The elder resumed her brushing, but looked utterly distracted.  “A woman by the name of Anastrianna Rowen.”“Yes,” the elder chimed in, “I know the name.  A Gabe Rowen is mayor of a small town about a month’s march south of our manor.  I seem to remember him having a daughter…”“One and the same.  Well, it seems there is a bounty out on her head for a theft she made within Nordaa Saam.”“Are you sure it is truly wise to allow these common thieves and brigands within our walls?”“Mother,” the younger sighed.  “They’re not common thieves or brigands.  Anastrianna has stolen the key!”Shock registered across the reflection’s wrinkled brow.  “Oh, dear.  We must—oh, well—we need to—” she stuttered incompletely.  She began wringing her shriveled hands together.“I’ve already sent the bounty hunter along his way.  And I truly doubt he’ll remember telling me everything he did.”  The younger smiled proudly.  “I charmed him with more than just my womanly wiles.”The elder grimaced, the worry pushed momentarily away.  “That was a waste.  But, it is true then:  the time draws near.  Daughter please let me out.  I should be the first to meet this band.”The younger sighed, “Fine.  But first there is one more thing you should know about these common thieves and brigands.”“And what could that possibly be?”“Cassock of Cael, the son of Morrick the Bringer of Cael, travels with Anastrianna Rowen.”  Lady Llewyllyn the younger smiled as her mother’s face turned deathly pale.“We’ll need to take down that portrait!  And…and…”“Mother, I’ve already taken care of it.”  Then she commanded, “Now, come out of there this instant.”With a ripple, the mirror shifted about.  Within a few seconds, the younger was confined within the mirror and the elder stood within reality.  She hurriedly finished the brushing of her hair, pulled out a fresh, white dress, changed equally as quick, and hurried to meet her guests.</blockquote>

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