please tell him to
come to our station. We have questions for him.”
“ Of course sergeant.
A nything I
can do to help the city watch.” Brenna nodded, stood up and exited
the office. She had known she wouldn’t get any real information out
Mikono, but she hadn’t expected her lies to be so
smooth.
She walked back to the doors of
the academy, but before she exited she took another look and saw an agitated
man approach Mikono’s office. He wasn’t wearing a tojitsu uniform.
After he went in the door shut firmly. Less than a minute later, he
walked out and down the hall that ran past the office to a back
exit.
She exited through the main doors and
followed the side of the building as fast as she could. She came
out the other side and saw the man walking in an easterly
direction. She maintained a distance so that he wouldn’t notice her
and followed him into Delkirk district.
After forty minutes, he came to a large
three-story house and entered. She stopped, thinking about what to
do. She didn’t know what the man did for Mikono, but it was clear
that he was no tojitsu student
The best thing would be to head back to
meet Snar. They could set up a proper shift on watching the house.
In addition, there was Selim’s snitch, who could have more
information about the house and how it related to Mikono’s
operation. Either way there could not be much gained from standing
here by herself and waiting for the man to exit.
She headed back to the academy,
hoping Snar would not b e annoyed at her diversion. Though he didn’t
strike her as the type to get annoyed, so polite as he was. As
skeptical as she had been initially, the last week had shown that
he was an excellent watch officer.
His agorid senses were far finer than her
own and he picked up on clues that even she missed. Whatever agorid
savagery he may have been born with, had disappeared with his Alkon
upbringing and education.
Her time with Snar had made her question
much of what she assumed about the beast-men of Kangur. Their
savagery could be purely cultural and environmental phenomena
rather than part of their inherent nature. If that was the case,
then they could be dealt with in more ways than the standard show
of force the Imperial Army used in western Naikos Province- Alkos’
main border with Kangur.
Matters like
th at were
out of her hands though. She was a watch officer, not in politics
or the military. Having an officer like Snar was a step in the
right direction and if he proved to be as good as he appeared then
he could help reduce the assumed prejudice towards his
people.
Chapter 12
His loud voice carried throughout the
hall, which was still full of the faithful, something which Cleric
Isaac Gall of the Church of Varos was glad to see. The church’s
numbers had been undergoing a decline for many years but he had
managed to retain his flock. Unlike other branches of the church,
Isaac had not remained mired in past doctrines, he had kept his
membership up by adapting to the new shape of the world.
“ And he let his head be still as
the flames licked higher; his disciples watched as his body began
to burn, but he did not scream out in pain. Varos did but stare at
his accusers with solemn eyes.
He looked upwards at the sky and cried
out in the name of the Creator. The guardsmen stepped back in fear.
The fire suddenly leapt upwards covering the prophet’s entire body
and yet he still uttered no sound of pain. He raised his hands and
held them out towards his disciples, his brothers, his friends. The
fire exploded and then as suddenly collapsed into nothing but ash.
As Hedoric’s guards poked through the remnants they could see no
sign of the prophet, no earthly remains.
The disciples
we re allowed
to leave freely. Hedoric had completed his mission and saw no point
in further death. The prophet leading his people into rebellion was
gone.
But his disciples took heart at what had
occurred. They wandered far and wide, spreading the message
come to our station. We have questions for him.”
“ Of course sergeant.
A nything I
can do to help the city watch.” Brenna nodded, stood up and exited
the office. She had known she wouldn’t get any real information out
Mikono, but she hadn’t expected her lies to be so
smooth.
She walked back to the doors of
the academy, but before she exited she took another look and saw an agitated
man approach Mikono’s office. He wasn’t wearing a tojitsu uniform.
After he went in the door shut firmly. Less than a minute later, he
walked out and down the hall that ran past the office to a back
exit.
She exited through the main doors and
followed the side of the building as fast as she could. She came
out the other side and saw the man walking in an easterly
direction. She maintained a distance so that he wouldn’t notice her
and followed him into Delkirk district.
After forty minutes, he came to a large
three-story house and entered. She stopped, thinking about what to
do. She didn’t know what the man did for Mikono, but it was clear
that he was no tojitsu student
The best thing would be to head back to
meet Snar. They could set up a proper shift on watching the house.
In addition, there was Selim’s snitch, who could have more
information about the house and how it related to Mikono’s
operation. Either way there could not be much gained from standing
here by herself and waiting for the man to exit.
She headed back to the academy,
hoping Snar would not b e annoyed at her diversion. Though he didn’t
strike her as the type to get annoyed, so polite as he was. As
skeptical as she had been initially, the last week had shown that
he was an excellent watch officer.
His agorid senses were far finer than her
own and he picked up on clues that even she missed. Whatever agorid
savagery he may have been born with, had disappeared with his Alkon
upbringing and education.
Her time with Snar had made her question
much of what she assumed about the beast-men of Kangur. Their
savagery could be purely cultural and environmental phenomena
rather than part of their inherent nature. If that was the case,
then they could be dealt with in more ways than the standard show
of force the Imperial Army used in western Naikos Province- Alkos’
main border with Kangur.
Matters like
th at were
out of her hands though. She was a watch officer, not in politics
or the military. Having an officer like Snar was a step in the
right direction and if he proved to be as good as he appeared then
he could help reduce the assumed prejudice towards his
people.
Chapter 12
His loud voice carried throughout the
hall, which was still full of the faithful, something which Cleric
Isaac Gall of the Church of Varos was glad to see. The church’s
numbers had been undergoing a decline for many years but he had
managed to retain his flock. Unlike other branches of the church,
Isaac had not remained mired in past doctrines, he had kept his
membership up by adapting to the new shape of the world.
“ And he let his head be still as
the flames licked higher; his disciples watched as his body began
to burn, but he did not scream out in pain. Varos did but stare at
his accusers with solemn eyes.
He looked upwards at the sky and cried
out in the name of the Creator. The guardsmen stepped back in fear.
The fire suddenly leapt upwards covering the prophet’s entire body
and yet he still uttered no sound of pain. He raised his hands and
held them out towards his disciples, his brothers, his friends. The
fire exploded and then as suddenly collapsed into nothing but ash.
As Hedoric’s guards poked through the remnants they could see no
sign of the prophet, no earthly remains.
The disciples
we re allowed
to leave freely. Hedoric had completed his mission and saw no point
in further death. The prophet leading his people into rebellion was
gone.
But his disciples took heart at what had
occurred. They wandered far and wide, spreading the message
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