Celine could feel a shift in the power as she searched the
carnage. A wave of dread passed over her
as she approached a spot near the center of what was the courtyard. It was hallowed ground. Something big happened here to cause
this. She started a process to remove
the blessing bestowed by Aaryon. After
half an hour the blessing gave no indication that she had attempted to remove
it. This was not good, she was going to
have to call and get assistance.
She feared this call, as a high priestess and her long
history of hostility; Celine had hedged her bet that Mathew was going to hold
the seat of power, the seat Cecile now holds.
Cecile was not forgiving and Celine had made her life hell. Ultimately, she needed help and had to make
the call whether she wanted to or not.
“Cecile, this is Celine, we have a situation. Mathew has grown stronger; he did something here
that...”
Cutting Celine off before mid-sentence, “Let me get this
straight, you can’t fix this and your old boyfriend is now causing us to expend
assets to repair the damages he’s caused?
Uh yes what came of that information from the vampires? Was that information worth the three acolytes
we gave as payment? That’s right you
still don’t have him and now he is more dangerous than ever. Have I forgotten anything?”
Celine couldn't say anything to counter her argument, she
had over simplified her points but she was correct in her summary. The vampires didn't give her anything of
worth; Mathew was now a real problem, he had only been a minor annoyance at
best before. “No ma’am, you haven’t
missed anything. I need assistance to
remove a blessing caused by his castings.”
“Fine I’ll send someone to take over the
investigation. I EXPECT that you WILL fully
cooperate.” Cecile paused for effect,
“Your replacement will be there in the morning.
You will give her a full brief on way to the site.”
With an audible click Cecile disconnected the line. Celine had only a few hours to hunt down
Mathew and capture him. He only had a
five hour head start on her. There was
something about this ground that “felt” different. Deciding to investigate the site further before
some nobody showed up to take credit sounded good to her. Looking around she invoked an ancient curse “What else can go wrong?”
