“Halan, you are my son and you have been blessed by the bora as a storm blade. You fly as the arctic turn does, so I have to ask you to complete a task for me. You were trained by our best blade and our wisest elders so this task falls to you.” Halak says knowing the risk he is bestowing upon his son.
With a warrior’s composure, Halan checks his equipment. To vellum spell book with oak covers holstered beneath each of his arms, a scimitar engraved with ice and lightning at his hip. Rations, check. Water, check. Bow, check. He runs through the list. Check, check, check.
Once he knows he is ready he replies, “What is the task?”
“The world is being put out of balance. The elves are taking advantage of us. Some people believe me, but many do not so I have to continue my work here. I told you about the group that captured me. They know of the elves’ involvement. I fear if they come into contact with our people, they will be attacked win or lose this will strengthen the elves and weaken everybody else. I would like you to go to them, join them, and advocate for people while I do the same here. Get them to deal with our people non-lethally and aid me in building an alliance. Your cold spells should be perfect for this task.”
Halan says calmly, “I understand.”
Halak says, “I knew you would not say no, so I hand your cousin make these for you.”
Halak hands over a pair of bracers with a core of bent greenwood. “You can store your wands in these to retrieve them in combat rapidly.”
Halan smiles, “She gets more talented by the day. I hope her alchemy does not burn the village down.”
“They travelled from Brookside a while ago so I have sent out scouts to find where they are heading. Once we have the location you will intercept them. Find Vors Falchen he is a good person tell him who you are he will listen. Approach with you weapon sheath in your hands with your arms outstretched and say I sent you.”
Halan salutes.
His father wraps both arms around him and holds him tight.
They say in unison, "May the winds lift you and the earth ground you."