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[left [pic http://i.imgur.com/hHfvK8x.jpg]][size11 A sudden sensation of falling overtook the woman, causing her to open her eyes frantically. She was not met with the comfort of her blankets wrapped around her in her bedroom, but instead found herself staring into abyssal nothingness. While panic gripped at her thumping heart, she attempted to relax, as she knew what usually came next. For a moment she looked around, realizing that she was suspended in the void, not standing. If there was ever a time to use the phrase, "the silence was deafening", it would be now. She could not even make out the sound of her beating heart or her labored breathing.
For how long she remained in the stillness, she did not know. The darkness suddenly flushed bright white, and when she went to cover her eyes, she found herself unable to move her arms. Attempting to twist herself to look around, it dawned on her she was only able to move her neck freely. All around her, familiar black shards materialized, moving with what seemed to be purpose around her.
Abruptly the shards stopped, and moved in front of her, swirling about, at first a certain distance kept between each one but slowly coming together. With a burst, the shards were gone, leaving in their place a figure in robes. Although no hood was on, the face had no distinguishable features, as if a shadow was cast upon it. Lorsvek could not bring herself to look away from the figure, that brought all the unease of being stalked by a stranger, yet in juxtaposition simultaneously bringing the relaxing sensation of familiarity.
Though no words could be audibly heard, she responded as if being spoken to, the sound of her voice frightening her after hearing absolutely nothing for so long.
"[#9F81F7 To Olvia? Why?]"
From the bottom of the robes, the figure began to dissipate into crows, so dark you could not see their eyes, and these crowns circled menacingly about Lorsvek, their cries nearly drowning her out as she spoke again.
"[#9F81F7 I don't understand. Why must I go to Olvia?!]"
More than half the figure was now gone, though so many crows fluttered about her it was hard to see. She attempted to struggle as the sensation of falling began to return. With only the head now left, as the last of it became crows, a sudden voice boomed, somehow clear as day against the barrage of cawing.
"[b Arise from your slumber, and remember my words.]"
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This time, when Lorsvek shot awake, she was in her bed, her blankets tossed to the ground and her body covered in a cold sweat. Her hand gripped at her chest just above her heart as she closed her eyes, attempting to even out her breathing. It took only but a moment to become stable again, and with the words spoken to her from her nightmare, she knew what it was she had to do. Throwing her legs over the side of the bed, she rested her elbows on her thighs, holding her face and letting out a groan. Olvia was a bit of a trek, but she was smart enough to not defy the words of Cartian.
Stretching, she finally stood herself up, raising her arms over her head and feeling her shoulder pop. Getting up in the morning wasn't usually a problem for her, but the nightmares had a tendency to really wipe her out, both physically and emotionally. Still, she was able to pull herself together, and start. Going into her dresser, she pulled out her usual attire, which was perfect for the warm weather that was blanketing Heidel. Her home was small, just a single room cramped with all the things she'd need - a bed, a dresser, a table to relax, a small stove with a cooking pot and utensils to make meals, and a storage chest. Could she afford better? Definitely. She'd been independent from a young age, and had learned almost right away to save and never splurge. Though those were details she kept between herself and Amerigo, the storage keeper.
The stove had a small compartment, in which she reached in and grabbed some lamb jerky. If she was making a trip to Olvia, it was probably for the best she kept to a light meal.
[i [#9F81F7 "Oh... I should probably grab my Rosar Amulet."]] The thought passed her mind as she snagged the intricate sleeve piece, slipping it on, turning her arm over and over to make sure it was on snug. She grabbed a pouch off the table across from her bed, tying it to the white belt that clung to her hips.
Running a hand through her hair, she finally left her abode, making sure to lock the door with the key she kept in the pouch. The sunlight that met her eyes made her blink hard, and the endless chatter of people bombarded her ears. Across from her home stood Cleia, the Marketplace Director Shai, waving a sign and shouting out the different things on bid and keeping people in order. Lorsvek considered saying good morning, but seeing the crowd around her, she decided to just say something later. With so many wagons passing through, she stuck to the side by the houses, heading down the street towards the river where Amerigo was.
"Good morning, Lorsvek!" A small voice called out, causing her to pause. Oh, it was Lara, Heidel's general goods vendor. For a Shai, she was rather friendly. They worked together quite a bit, the Shai paying her to sometimes carry out large orders to some of the farms on the outskirts of the town.
"[#9F81F7 Hello, Lara. How has business been?]"
"Well, well." She bounced happily, the array of potions on her belt clanging together. "Are you going out today?" Her bright eyes lingered on the amulet.
"[#9F81F7 Ah, yes. To Olvia.]" For a moment she considered mentioning why, but she decided to bite back her tongue. Most did not respond well when she said it was because of a nightmare she had.
"Olvia? That's quite far. Here, have a potion! I know you tend to do some fighting on your adventures." Lara looked behind her, gesturing for one of the assistant Shai's to get a potion.
"[#9F81F7 I-I don't have silver on me right now, I couldn't -]"
"Hush! You do so much for me and never accept payment. It's just one potion." Lara shoved the potion into her hands, a beaming smile on her face. Lorsvek let out a small laugh, opening the bag on her hip and slipping it in.
"[#9F81F7 Th-thank you. I should get going.]" She waved as she hurriedly started walking to her initial destination.
It was by the river she met Amerigo, who stood besides a few guards that nodded hello. Considering he was the storage keeper, he needed the extra protection.
The dwarf grinned up at her, "Morning, lass. Heading off?"
"[#9F81F7 Of course. Could you get out, erm... a thousand for me?]"
"Will you be able to carry that?"
"[#9F81F7 While you get it out I'm going to stop by the stables and grab Lovely.]"
"You should consider changing the poor horses name." The dwarf laughed, causing Lorsvek to throw a playful glare at him as she started walking away.
"[#9F81F7 I was a child, Amerigo. Besides, I think he likes it.]"
Thankfully, the stables weren't far. As she approached, Izaro already knew what she was there for, and stepped away into the stables. She stood outside until the doors were opened, and he stepped out holding the reins of a large brown horse with a white mane and tail. Upon seeing her, the horse whinnied and trotted ahead of Izaro to her.
"[#9F81F7 Good morning, my Lovely. Has Izaro taken well care of you?]"
"You know I wouldn't dare mistreat him." Izaro handed the reigns to her as he spoke. "Do you need a saddle for today?"
"[#9F81F7 Actually, yes, thank you. I need Lovely to carry some silver for me.]"
Izaro scurried off, bringing back a blanket and a saddle. While Lorsvek patted Lovely on the neck, keeping him calm, Izaro set up everything, including a bundle to sit just behind the saddle.
"This should be good enough. Stay safe."
"[#9F81F7 Of course. Thanks so much.]" She walked with Lovely's reins in her hands back to Amerigo, who was waiting.
"Shall I help you get the silver in, or will you be fine?"
"[#9F81F7 I can do it. No worries.]" It didn't take long for her to carry the bag of silver over and empty it into the bag already on the horses back. As she handed it back to Amerigo, she nodded and waved.
As she got onto the saddle, she let out a bit of a sigh. It would take her a while to get to Olvia at a reasonable pace, but she would need that time to mentally prepare herself for whatever was waiting.
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[center With ever watchful eyes, the Black Spirit chuckled to itself as it floated about the clueless boy, although in the moment he could not be seen. He was weak in this world, but he was malleable and easy to break. He sensed that. It was why he chose him. With a toothy smile, he watched him for just a bit longer before finally allowing himself to be seen.
He hovered in front of the boy, chuckling. The words that left his body did not immediately translate to whatever language the boy could understand, but he knew he would understand. Anyone could understand.
"[b So... You've gotten your wish. How does it feel to be in a new world? Hey, how much do you remember? Your name at least, I hope. Well, I guess it doesn't matter.]"
It spoke with little regard to his response. Of course it didn't care. The boy was just a vessel for him to grow, of course.
"[b This world is different from yours. You'll need to adapt, and fast. But don't worry, you have me, thankfully. I can guide you... to someone who can better guide you. What? I can't interact with anyone besides you.]"
It chuckled more, seeming to be a signature thing of the creature. It looked around, floating in circles, seeming to stay a certain distance to the boy.
"[b This place, Olvia. It's a small farming town. A good start. There are some people here you can talk to... Wait. Do you sense that? Of course not. I sense great power nearby, not someone who possibly lives here. You should seek them out. If you suck up enough maybe they'll take you in. How are you going to find them, you wonder? Don't worry, I'll tell you.]"
With that the spirit disappeared, allowing the boy to wander wherever it was he wanted. After a while, its voice came back, and he only had a few things to say.
"[b That's her. She has amazing power. Quick, she's looking this way. Remember, you need someone like her to help you.]"]
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Lorsvek had left her horse at the edges of Olvia, wandering around, talking to everyone she could find. For a while, it seemed fruitless. Nothing had happened, nothing seemed out of place. It wasn't until she talked to Nodmir that she finally got the lead she needed.
"Anything... Odd? Well, some young man bumped into me earlier. Just looked at me funny and stumbled off. Pretty sure he's still over there, you can immediately pick him out. I guess Olvia still lives up to its weird reputation of strangers appearing."
With a quick thanks, Lorsvek headed where she was told. She'd nearly forgotten that Olvia had such a reputation. Honestly she didn't often go out of her way to visit this place, as it held little for her and was too far away to be worth the effort. As something tugged at her, she whirled, and it was in that moment she knew. I mean, his clothes alone gave him away, but it didn't help that he looked like a lost puppy.
A wash of shyness came over her, and she idly played with her hair as she took a breath. Was this why she needed to be here? And why? There didn't seem to be much off about the boy. However, as she unknowingly stared, a flash of black and red eyes gleamed behind him, and it made her breath hitch.
"[#9F81F7 [i Is that... It couldn't be. It had to be me seeing things.]]" She shook her head to herself before sighing loudly and gathering together her courage.
Striding over to the boy, she crossed her arms over her chest and looked around. "[#9F81F7 You seem terribly lost. Do you need some help?]" For a moment, she paused, tapping her foot and attempting to keep herself together. "[#9F81F7 Oh! My name is Lorsvek, by the way.]" She outstretched a hand to him, a small, warm smile on her face, her eyes glistening with only a hint of her shyness showing. Despite his face seeming young, he seemed to be around her age. Still in the back of her head she wondered why Cartian would want her to meet this man. What of after that, she questioned. She guessed she'd just find out in due time.