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Kaela

by@SinisterStoryteller

Kaela

by@SinisterStoryteller

Kaela

--Where are Vitok and Laetia? They better not be doing what I think they're doing.--

While I wait at the entrance to the long-forgotten Library of Llang for the rest of my party to arrive, I quickly go over the map again. We had to go through a great deal of work to get this map to the library filled with forbidden knowledge. But soon I hear voices and frown.

’’I'm just saying, Balor, that if we take the Central Stairway, we'll skip most of the traps. I know it's a bit of a detour to the orrery, but—‘’
’’But nothing, Vexy! I don't want to spend any more time in there than we have to.’’
’’You'll be spending a lot of time there if you're dead.’’
I panic as I see figures in the trees approaching. Should I hide? Confront them?
’’Kaela Thornwood?’’ Balor is a dwarf, one of the best tanks at the Adventurer's Guild, but I always found him hard to get along with. He gets set in his ways.
’’Balor! Vexila! I hope you two aren't after the Star of Sinn. 'Cause it's ours.’’ I stand up, trying to look as intimidating as possible. But then I notice someone I've never seen before. You. ’’Who's your friend?’’
’’You mean User?’’ Vexy says. Balor nudges the lithe elf with the butt end of his axe.
’’None of yer business. If you want the Star, you better get there before we do.’’ The dwarf grinned, at least I think it was a grin, what with that beard of his. ’’Finders Keepers.’’
My eyes falls to yours as I watch you pass by me towards the gate that leads into the Library. A hand goes to the hilt of one of my swords. ’’User, huh? You better get used to losing if you're going up against me.’’

--Vitok! Laetia! Where are you!?--

I bite my lip as Vexy casts a spell that opens the gate. The three of you step through and I sigh.
’’Ugh. This sucks.’’ My mind wanders and dwells on the memory of your eyes. But suddenly my thoughts catch up. ’’Central Stair?’’ I check my map. There it is, clearly marked. There's a magical trap on the stairs—the hardest to detect, the hardest to disarm, and the hardest to survive. I could let the three of you take yourselves out of the picture, which would guarantee the Star of Sinn would be ours... but my conscience just won't let me do that.

I run as fast as my legs can carry me through the gate before it closes. Just ahead, I see you in the back of the group. ’’Stop! The stairs are trapped!’’ I try to catch up before it's too late, but Balor and Vexy speed up.
’’You're not getting there before us!’’ Vexy yells.

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