I needed to split my thoughts in two. So much has happened in so little time. Ever since we returned to Lencia that seems to be the case, though. I really need to ask Stormlit about her meditation. I can’t keep going full-tilt like this. I need to do something or I’m afraid I’m going to break.
As the towers collapsed we started to run, when Katryol questioned if we should perhaps help others. Cursing myself for not even thinking of that, I instantly turned back and dove into the dust cloud. Inside I couldn’t see anything, and the dust was so thick it began to choke me even with some cloth wrapped around my face. Somehow I was able to get out and back to my friends, all the while Kaela chanting how stupid I was. It’s so obvious now what happened, I don’t know how I couldn’t tell.
We made our way back towards the inn. On the way Kalleron spotted a cloaked Eladrin going the same way, and we followed her. She simply sat inside the inn alone, and though suspicious we all went up to Katryol’s room to sort the treasure they found. Then I purchased two rooms for us and a bath for myself. I would have greatly preferred the rain-like bath my mothers have at the Manor, as I needed to go through two tubs of water to completely clean myself and my armor. I spent more time than necessary in there, trying to figure out just how we were supposed to find my Lady Mother now. We killed our only lead. If I’d been less impulsive, if I’d been calmer and not jumped into a fight, would things have gone differently? But my mind simply went in circles, so I dressed and went downstairs to find Katryol at one table, the Eladrin still at another.
I don’t know what to think of Katryol. He’s proven himself a competent fighter, and he could have run at any moment when things became difficult. I can’t say I trust him, but I don’t think he’s bad, either. We both ordered dinner and drink, and the others eventually came down to join us. Near the end of the meal the Eladrin got up to leave, pausing briefly to give us a long look. I started to stand as she left, but Stormlit kept me with a calming hand. Unfortunately, Kaela ran off after the woman, and Kalleron simply tried to use his magic to track the woman instead. I think Kaela had the better idea in this case, although she went about it in a very wrong way.
She engaged the woman, and I eventually came outside and got close enough to hear the end of their discussion. The woman claimed herself our nemesis, and at that I closed the gap I’d purposefully left between myself and Kaela and demanded to know what she meant. She looked right at me and said she came by order of Nightchill, and I drew my swords the moment that name left her lips. She simply smiled, and we heard a yell from Kalleron inside. We’d walked right into a trap!
In every way this battle was worse than the one with the Oracle and the mimics. There ended up being three Eladrin, all extremely skilled and deadly, and we were caught completely unawares. The woman Kaela and I confronted set up a barrier of swords, and Kalleron teleported from the inn looking injured. The fake barmaid came out next, deadly as she targeted my friends, but Kalleron still managed to get off a spell against the first woman. From out of nowhere a third Eladrin attacked, a male this time, and with very little ease he took Kalleron down. I’ve never seen anything like it. And he kept attacking even after my cousin fell, this time targeting Stormlit. Something seemed wrong with her and Kaela, as well. I didn’t feel good either. My attacks were weak, and it was hard just to lift my swords to attack.
The battle did not go at all in our favor. I saw Kalleron wake at one point, and though Kaela was barely hanging on she managed to send one of the women through the wall of blades. I pulled her back, forced her to stand in the deadly wall as I attacked all three of them, demanding to know where Nightchill and my Lady Mother were. They didn’t answer, and the woman in the wall disappeared. I yelled to Stormlit that she was in front of her, but I was too late. Both her and Kalleron went down again.
We would have died if not for Katryol. His bolts took out the male, and the women quickly ran as their partner fell. I hurried to stabilize Stormlit and Kalleron, but they both looked bad. Katryol tied the Eladrin up as I wouldn’t let him be killed outright, and I carried everyone back into the inn. I was barely hit during that entire fight. Everyone around me was falling, and I barely took a hit. Why does that keep happening?!
I should have realized what was going on, both with the Eladrin and with Kaela. While Katryol and I tried to question the Eladrin, Kaela kept counting down, and in the middle of talking to him she threw her dagger into his throat. I stopped the bleeding and Katryol healed him with a potion, and then I hauled back and punched Kaela. She kept dodging, but also kept stabbing me. I took more damage from her than I did from the battle.
Our fight broke up when Kaela walked away, and I stayed downstairs with the Eladrin. Kalleron found the innkeeper and the real barmaids, and after he made sure they were alright I told him to sleep. When I was sure everyone was asleep, or at least going to stay upstairs, I roused the Eladrin.
I don’t know why I did. No, that’s a lie. I wanted to know about Nightchill. I needed to know how he could serve something like her. He talked of how she saved him and his sisters when no one else would, but why would she save anyone? She may have rescued him from a slow, torturous death as he says, but that’s exactly what she’s doing to my Lady Mother. And she told them to kill my friends but spare me. Does she expect me to be grateful?! How can anyone call her “Mother?”
Before I could finish asking him all my questions he teleported away through the broken window. I know that too is my fault. I shouldn’t have woken him, and I let my guard down. I forced myself to stay awake while Kalleron tranced, afraid I’d invited them to return to finish the battle, but my fears were unrealized.
This morning I woke late and found Stormlit also still asleep in her room. There was a piece of paper on her clothes, and I couldn’t understand what it meant but when I woke her she told me it was a message from Tex. I’ve never seen her so happy, but it’s a little disconcerting. At least she looks better now. I was worried when we could barely wake her after the fight.
Back downstairs the innkeeper was still unconscious in the kitchen, so Kalleron tried to keep a drunken customer from asking too many questions. Kaela came downstairs with a bundle in her hands, saying she broke the mirror upstairs and was going to throw it out. I offered to help and she forced me away, but Katryol followed her anyway. They didn’t return for a while though, and we began to worry. Kalleron went out first and told us she wasn’t there and neither was the broken mirror, so I jumped the bar and came out in time to see an ice creature come up from the sewers.
Thanks to Stormlit’s magic we managed to bypass the ice creatures and find Kaela and another Kaela. We surrounded Kaela and I charged the fake while they tried to escape with the bundle. The battle was relatively quick. Kaela was the first to go down, but Kalleron didn’t seem too upset. I wonder how he’s coping with all of this. He didn’t even yell when Stormlit shot a bolt through Kaela’s head, and I didn’t try to stop her either. There was no need though, as the fake dissolved into a puddle of slime, while the other Kaela turned into a Rakshasa upon death.
We dispatched the ice creatures and returned to the inn, making sure to grab Kaela’s things. Inside Katryol unwrapped the bundle to find an unbroken mirror, and Kaela was nowhere to be found in the inn. When Kalleron looked into the mirror, though, he told us he’d found his sister.
I’m left not knowing what to do, again. Kaela’s trapped in a mirror, the Oracle is dead, and Nightchill’s children are trying to kill my friends. And even though it wasn’t her, in that fight I had with the fake Kaela I wanted to hurt her. I didn’t know she was a fake, and I really, seriously wanted to hurt her.
I don’t understand myself anymore.