It calls us back to who we truly are.
Just when Serilda didn’t think her life could become more complicated, she had been proven wrong. As if the events in Kingdom Darkness hadn’t been enough, let alone the attack on Era that had landed her the position of Field Marshal for the Rune Knights. She had been settling into her new role quite well over the last few months, all things considered, but now there was yet more on her plate. She had Mythal had recently been lured to Vintermyr into a trap laid for him by his sister. Not only had the two of them been attacked by an entire dark guild actively trying to kill them, but in the middle of all the chaos both of them had learned quite rudely that they shared souls with a couple Nephilim that referred to themselves as Seals.
The one whom Serilda was connected to -- Victoria, the Seal of Conquest -- had even gone so far as to temporarily usurp Serilda’s body and use it to start killing many of the dark guild mages, as well as to fight Mythal. Not only had the fight nearly killed everyone in the area, including themselves, the city itself had been completely and utterly demolished. By the time Serilda had regained control over her body and put Victoria in her place, there was nothing left of the wintry town but a steaming rubble of ice. Thankfully Mythal had managed to get the survivors of the city some place safe before they could be wiped out, but it had still taken professional ice mages weeks to reconstruct the town and return it to the way it once was.
So great was the battle and the destruction that word had quickly spread among the Magic Council. It didn’t take long for Serilda and Mythal both to be named Wizard Saints. It was a bittersweet title for the noblewoman. She was proud of it to be sure, and knew that she was worthy of the title, particularly since most of the magic that Victoria had found with had been Serilda’s. She just wished it hadn’t been born from a horrible experience such as that. Even though Mythal had managed to save a vast majority of people, many had still perished because she’d been unable to keep herself from being controlled by an, admittedly powerful, deistic entity.
And with new titles came new responsibilities as well as even more paperwork than she was already having to deal with. Thankfully, she would be getting out of the office today. A client had reached out to the Rune Knights as well as some of the legal guilds to request help with a sensitive matter regarding her home in the mountains. They didn’t have full details yet. The client stated in her request that it would be easier to explain things in person, stating only that something both concerning and upsetting was happening and she needed help finding answers. She was asking for two mages. Serilda had volunteered, and so had another mage from her old guild Sabertooth.
To make things easier, Serilda had opted to meet her ally at Ace of Spades. The Voidwalker knew the place well since it was her home for nearly a year, and since she could now travel instantaneously it would save her partner from having to do too much unnecessary traveling. So, when it was time for her to go she put away all the files in her office, making sure to lock all the cabinets and the door to her office. “Let’s go, Xiuh,” Serilda said, beckoning to the beautiful hound that was her hunting companion. The large wolf jumped up eagerly from her pillow, happy to receive attention.
Reaching out to the Void, Serilda felt through the empty space that connected her current location to her destination. Taking a step forward, she disappeared from her office and travelled instantly through the Void to reappear in Ace of Spades. The desert heat was much warmer than her nice cool office, but that didn’t bother her. If anything, it was a bit nostalgic. She could feel through their bond how excited Xiuhcoatl was to return to the city as well. The hound shivered happily, her fluffy tail wagging heavily back and forth.
It would have been a nice moment, if it weren’t for the mental baggage. You used to live in this hell hole? Victoria commented in Serilda’s mind. She could hear the disdain in the Seal’s tone loud and clear. Out of all the climates one could choose to live in, I don’t see why anyone would ever choose a desert. Particular a mage that specializes in ice magic.
It’s a lovely town, Serilda informed her, her own tone short. Plus, Sabertooth is a very well respected guild that boasts a number of powerful mages. There are lots of people, myself included, that happily choose to stay here just to work with them. Though there was a certain amount of begrudging respect between the two of them, they were far from friends or even allies. Serilda did not trust Victoria at all, and did not approve of the haughty way that she seemed to look down her nose at everyone. The Seal deigned not to give any kind of verbal retort, only letting a soft hmph of disagreement sound in the Voidwalker’s mind.
Serilda made a quick stop by the house she used to live in. She still owned the place and was renting it out to a small family. It had been a while since she’d checked in on them, so she decided to swing by to make sure there wasn’t anything with the house that needed to be worked on. They informed her cheerily that everything was well, and then she was off in the direction of the Red Dragon Inn.
As she got closer toward the inn, more and more people began to recognize her. She had been quite the presence in Ace of Spades when she lived here, helping out a number of the locals. But so too as she got closer to the guild did she also start running into many of her former guildmates. She smiled and waved when they greeted her, even stopping to have a quick chat with a couple people that she had worked with more closely during her time there. She made sure to keep herself on time, however, not wanting to keep her partner waiting.
When she got to Red Dragon, there were even more people there that recognized her. The bartender got her a drink and informed her that at the moment there weren’t any Sabertooth members waiting for her, which meant Serilda had arrived first. Accepting the glass with thanks, she made her way to a vacant table and waited, Xiuh sitting contendly at her feet.
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