A Tushen Scout found herself in the office of Millia Surge, president of Valkurm. However, the Tushen's face was not one of happiness at meeting with an old friend, instead it was set in a scowl, her arms crossed.
"You didn't have to come here if you didn't want to," Millia said with a sly grin on her face to her visitor. "The war is over, we need not keep up pleasantries if we don't need them."
A brief moment of silence lapsed between the two before the Tushen spoke up, "What did you do twenty years ago?"
Millia seemed taken aback and let out a small gasp at the question, "Are you trying to be a politician? I didn't think you had that type of streak in you Freyla." She leaned forward in her chair, and putting her elbows on the desk and clasping her hands, allowing her chin to rest on her hands. "Freyla, I'm a war hero and leader. We've discussed what happened twenty years ago. Your comrade wondered off and died after falling off a cliff."
Freyla slammed her hand down on the desk, prompting the office door to fly open and guards to come in. However, the guards' advance was shortened when Millia raised her left hand. They looked at Millia then to Freyla and back to Millia before backing out with a mutual nod.
Millia got up from her seat, "You Tushen never did know how to act, always resorting to brash actions." She walked over to a nearby window and gazed out, placing her hands behind her back, "I told you then, and I'll tell you again, I did nothing. She fell to her death."
"Then why out of a group of six is there just me and you left? You know something!"
"There was a war between now and then, shouldn't you be grateful me and you made it through?"
Freyla clenched her fists and seethed, "You know full well they were all dead before the war started. And then the attacks were especially brutal towards Valkurm. Everyone of your plans were well shadowed..."
"And we still emerged victorious,"Millia interrupted as she turned back around. "Look, you are obviously grasping at straws. If you simply came here to raise dead ghosts, I'd advise you to leave before I have you arrested for disrupting the peace."
Freyla relented slightly, "We're ending another team to investigate what we couldn't in Xarcbard Forest. No combat took place in that area, which is highly suspicious. Something is out there, we just need to find it, so I'm here to offer if your people want to help. We're setting sail from Yhoat in two weeks if you want to send a contingent. Until then, goodbye." Freyla turned and exited the office, slamming the door behind her.
The guards came in a short time later, "Are you alright Madame?"
"Perfectly," she sneered as she watched Freyla exit the building and walk down the street. She closed her eyes, a memory flashing back through her mind and w ide grin spreading across her face. "Perfectly fine."
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"You didn't have to come here if you didn't want to," Millia said with a sly grin on her face to her visitor. "The war is over, we need not keep up pleasantries if we don't need them."
A brief moment of silence lapsed between the two before the Tushen spoke up, "What did you do twenty years ago?"
Millia seemed taken aback and let out a small gasp at the question, "Are you trying to be a politician? I didn't think you had that type of streak in you Freyla." She leaned forward in her chair, and putting her elbows on the desk and clasping her hands, allowing her chin to rest on her hands. "Freyla, I'm a war hero and leader. We've discussed what happened twenty years ago. Your comrade wondered off and died after falling off a cliff."
Freyla slammed her hand down on the desk, prompting the office door to fly open and guards to come in. However, the guards' advance was shortened when Millia raised her left hand. They looked at Millia then to Freyla and back to Millia before backing out with a mutual nod.
Millia got up from her seat, "You Tushen never did know how to act, always resorting to brash actions." She walked over to a nearby window and gazed out, placing her hands behind her back, "I told you then, and I'll tell you again, I did nothing. She fell to her death."
"Then why out of a group of six is there just me and you left? You know something!"
"There was a war between now and then, shouldn't you be grateful me and you made it through?"
Freyla clenched her fists and seethed, "You know full well they were all dead before the war started. And then the attacks were especially brutal towards Valkurm. Everyone of your plans were well shadowed..."
"And we still emerged victorious,"Millia interrupted as she turned back around. "Look, you are obviously grasping at straws. If you simply came here to raise dead ghosts, I'd advise you to leave before I have you arrested for disrupting the peace."
Freyla relented slightly, "We're ending another team to investigate what we couldn't in Xarcbard Forest. No combat took place in that area, which is highly suspicious. Something is out there, we just need to find it, so I'm here to offer if your people want to help. We're setting sail from Yhoat in two weeks if you want to send a contingent. Until then, goodbye." Freyla turned and exited the office, slamming the door behind her.
The guards came in a short time later, "Are you alright Madame?"
"Perfectly," she sneered as she watched Freyla exit the building and walk down the street. She closed her eyes, a memory flashing back through her mind and w ide grin spreading across her face. "Perfectly fine."
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