Chapter 2: Paths of Fate
The upcoming days, I spent with earning some coin, honing my magic and druidry and to set up my room. Yes, I had decided to stay with Eli. Why not? He was nice and helpful and a true gentleman, well, most of the time. He put in much effort to make the house a nice place to live, but soon he asked me to take over to give it a “female touch” as he called it. I felt honoured and challenged at the same time. He even gave me quite some funds to cover all the costs. Anyway, I refused to let him pay for my private room. I just didn’t want to abuse his kindness.
I had quite some fun, turning the house into a cosy place. It took quite some time to finish. The first two weeks, we barely crossed paths, though. I believe he wanted to give me some room to settle down. Nonetheless, he organized a job for me, so I could cover my needs, giving his word for me to Farrah, the master mage. Again, I was surprised. He did not really know me that well, yet he risked his reputation. I was eager, not to let him down. To thank him properly, I decided to surprise him with a freshly cooked meal, that evening. A dinner turned into a half-night talk and I must confess, I really enjoyed it.
From that day on out, we spent more time together, talking for hours, or working together, or just share dinner. Over time, I really grew to like him. He was one to talk about everything with, he had a talent to make me laugh and it just felt good to spent my time with him.
And that’s why I will never forget that day of fate, back then in Evervale:
It was Arnau, who had found him at the bank, collapsed and covered with various severe wounds. He called me immediately and from that moment on, everything within me just focused on Eli. I was still rather an apprentice to Druidry, so my spells were not strong enough to heal him. “Orcs” was all, he could whisper before fainting. I was shocked, seeing all these wounds, all this blood. I desperately tried to close the wounds with my magic, but all I could do was control the bleeding. I can’t remember when she appeared or where she came from, but suddenly, there was to woman, wearing all blue. The ordered me back to focus and prevented me to panic. With her help, we somehow managed to bring Eli to the healers. I did not even realize, she turned into a blue dragon along the way. All I could see, was Eli and only one thought hammered inside my head:
“I must not let him die! I can’t lose him!”
Suddenly, the mere thought of losing him, caused a deep pain within my heart.
While the woman sewed up his wounds, I kept up my healing spells. My hands were shaking, my vision started to blur. But I only knew one thing: I must not stop. When I fainted, I just heard the woman’s voice. “It is done. He will be fine.” I overexaggerated my strength by far. When I came to, in the bed right next, Eli was already gone…
The upcoming days, I spent with earning some coin, honing my magic and druidry and to set up my room. Yes, I had decided to stay with Eli. Why not? He was nice and helpful and a true gentleman, well, most of the time. He put in much effort to make the house a nice place to live, but soon he asked me to take over to give it a “female touch” as he called it. I felt honoured and challenged at the same time. He even gave me quite some funds to cover all the costs. Anyway, I refused to let him pay for my private room. I just didn’t want to abuse his kindness.
I had quite some fun, turning the house into a cosy place. It took quite some time to finish. The first two weeks, we barely crossed paths, though. I believe he wanted to give me some room to settle down. Nonetheless, he organized a job for me, so I could cover my needs, giving his word for me to Farrah, the master mage. Again, I was surprised. He did not really know me that well, yet he risked his reputation. I was eager, not to let him down. To thank him properly, I decided to surprise him with a freshly cooked meal, that evening. A dinner turned into a half-night talk and I must confess, I really enjoyed it.
From that day on out, we spent more time together, talking for hours, or working together, or just share dinner. Over time, I really grew to like him. He was one to talk about everything with, he had a talent to make me laugh and it just felt good to spent my time with him.
And that’s why I will never forget that day of fate, back then in Evervale:
It was Arnau, who had found him at the bank, collapsed and covered with various severe wounds. He called me immediately and from that moment on, everything within me just focused on Eli. I was still rather an apprentice to Druidry, so my spells were not strong enough to heal him. “Orcs” was all, he could whisper before fainting. I was shocked, seeing all these wounds, all this blood. I desperately tried to close the wounds with my magic, but all I could do was control the bleeding. I can’t remember when she appeared or where she came from, but suddenly, there was to woman, wearing all blue. The ordered me back to focus and prevented me to panic. With her help, we somehow managed to bring Eli to the healers. I did not even realize, she turned into a blue dragon along the way. All I could see, was Eli and only one thought hammered inside my head:
“I must not let him die! I can’t lose him!”
Suddenly, the mere thought of losing him, caused a deep pain within my heart.
While the woman sewed up his wounds, I kept up my healing spells. My hands were shaking, my vision started to blur. But I only knew one thing: I must not stop. When I fainted, I just heard the woman’s voice. “It is done. He will be fine.” I overexaggerated my strength by far. When I came to, in the bed right next, Eli was already gone…