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Seasons of War Episode 4-Tales of Halamshiral
Episode 4: Tales of Halamshiral
15th of Cassus
The Heroes, excluding Aelita, sat around the table eating the breakfast prepared for them by servants of the Sarethari family. Jeremie had just finished informing the others that Aelita was Anthea's daughter, since the Outcast had been out late that night with her mother and had yet to return. As if on cue, Aelita walked in, obviously tired. Before Jeremie could ask her if she was feeling alright, Ulrich teased her affectionately, "So, milady Kitten, what is your first act as a noblewoman going to be?"
Aelita laughed weakly. "A noblewoman abandoned as a babe and raised by humans, thus having no claim to the title of scion?" She paused dramatically, "looking for work, probably."
Ulrich laughed. "Practicality is for peasants, milady. You must do something frivolous to celebrate your birthright."
"Go down to the marketplace and complain that there are no Nihonjin silks that match your eyes."
Aelita tilted her head slightly.
Seasons of War Episode 3-the Changeling's Mother
Episode 3: The Changeling's Mother
12th of Matrinalis, 4:86 East
Anthea covered the chain sickle with a white blanket. Her father wished her a pleasant walk, and told her to be careful, as activity near Bastium had been rumored to have increased. Anthea promised to be careful, and she left the gates. In those days elves were always allowed in, though few were allowed out. The gates weren't hidden to those who had earned their vallaslin, regardless of their magical prowess—luckily for Anthea. She was one of the Blind, and could not use magic. Her vallaslin marked her as a true da'len elvhenan, and the stylized magenta marking on her forehead—her brother had claimed it looked like a halla skull, and she agreed for the most part—meant atisha, or peace.
The scion of the Sarethari family sat in the clearing, enjoying the summer sun. She stretched out, picking a flower and plucking off the petals idly. She folded her legs and opened up her lunch, beginning to eat in the sun
Seasons of War Episode 2: Blizzard
Episode 2: Blizzard
14th of Cassus
Jeremie woke all of the other Heroes early that morning. "The snow is starting to pick up," He told each of them, "and we don't want to be sleeping when it gets to be too cold." They a quick breakfast then packed up camp, surprised by how much snow had collected in the short span. Aelita used her magic to dig out the aravel, and had to keep several paces in front of it to keep it from getting stuck in the frozen ice. It was soon obvious, however, that the road was gone, covered by snow.
Any landmarks had also been covered in snow, and as the winds began to pick up, it was harder to see. The Heroes pulled up their hoods, and Yumi wrapped many blankets around Rorkal to keep him warm as the snow picked up in speed. Aelita tried her best to keep the ice away, with Laura clearing the path in her place, but after a few hours she had tired, and the winds overpowered her magic. Odd pulled his bear skin hood closer to his face. "Damn, this place is colder than
Seasons of War Episode 1-Replika
Book 3: Winter
Episode 1: Replika
7th of Cassus
Replika was not half as beautiful as Lyoko. Even during the drought, Lyoko's beauty had shone through in its high peaks that scraped the very sky to its golden sand in the Ravenbow Canyon to its cold rushing rivers. Replika had suffered during the rebellion, and the blizzard had taken everyone by surprise. The Heroes were now freezing, so the first thing they did was buy warmer clothes—gloves, coats, scarves as well as blankets for both themselves and Rorkal. Jeremie sold the rings to a merchant; neither he nor Laura wished to be reminded of the engagement any more than they had to be.
Laura wove her fingers through her hair, turning it brown with illusion magic. She hoped this would be enough to prevent the residents from recognizing her as she went into the mayor's home to offer to draw wards. The wards would protect the village from the undead, since the tear in the Veil showed no signs of closing. She had drawn the wards inside
Seasons of War Episode 15-Rift
Episode 15: Rift
3rd of Cassus
"Come on, Kitten. You've been watching him for two days now. If you don't get some sunshine soon, you'll wilt." The voice was familiar, almost scarily so, and yet the tone of the voice was gentle, with none of the sharpness he'd once attributed to it.
"I'm not a plant, Ulrich. I'll be fine." A second voice said firmly, and this voice too was familiar. A hand brushed a stray hair gently from his face, her touch like lightning on his skin.
Jeremie could almost hear Ulrich roll his eyes. "You aren't eating and you aren't sleeping. If you don't change now you'll be in the cot right across from him."
Aelita sighed. "I know and appreciate what you're trying to do. But I will not leave Jeremie's side until he wakes."
Figuring that was his cue, Jeremie tried his best to sit up. "Not sure it means anything at this point, but you should listen to Ulrich," he muttered. His back was stiff and when he opened his eyes, he saw the aravel as it was illuminated by twiligh
Seasons of War Episode 14: Hear No Evil
Episode 14: Hear No Evil
1st of Cassus
Aelita sat next to the fire, and she held her head in her hand as she felt something invade her mind. She felt the presence grab hold of her private thoughts, the ones even Jeremie could not reach—her memories and emotions. In turn, she felt the presence's shared isolation and confusion. Aelita shook the presence off, shrugging it off as a demon. The Veil in Ravenbow Canyon was thin, and the spirits were active on that night.
Aelita looked over to the tents where the others slept. Her eyes lingered on Jeremie's tent, her heart heavy for the events that had happened the day before. Surely he knew she had not initiated it… no? It was painful for him to be so close and yet any contact between them would be inappropriate. But as she pondered this, something felt wrong. She stood, looking around before walking closer to Jeremie's tent. Cautiously, she opened it, only to find that he was not inside.
This fact filled Aelita's heart with worr
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