Kii'Toc and the Eternal Hunt, a spout of nonsense that Torcus had been spinning since the age of antiquity. Titan hadn’t the time nor the patience to deal with his kind, nor was he prepared to let him loose on one of Serenia’s nobles. He did however have a better idea that would solve his problems for the time being, albeit being only a temporary fix. Perhaps his memory was a bit faded on where Lathaim was exactly. It could be one of several places, all of which he would express to Torcus. Anything to get him out of his hair. Meanwhile, he would dig into Lathaim himself, and find out just what he was involved in. He’d only heard rumors thus far, which wasn’t substantial enough to simply lock the man behind bars. Perhaps Titan could learn something on his own and handle the matter personally before Torcus had the chance.
“He either lives in Shore’s Haven City, which is a three days ride North, or Ravenwall, to the far south, which is a two and a half week ride. But being a lycan, you could probably get there in… half the time?” Although he was betting all of his cards on a gander, he hoped Torcus would bite. The last thing he needed was Torcus making a mess of things in Serenia. If Lathaim was breaking the law, it was Serenia’s business, not a lycan elder.
“I’ll tell you what. Being that Shore’s Haven is closer, I’ll even teleport you there myself. Save you a trip. And if I learn anything in the meantime, I’ll be sure to let you know. Don’t worry. I’ll have no problems finding you.” That would remove Torcus for at least a few days, giving Titan ample time to tend to any problems Lathaim might give him. And of course, if any new information developed, he had no true intentions on informing Torcus of any of it. But he didn’t know that. “You will forgive me in advance.” Continuing to speak to Torcus, he had slowly been edging his way ever closer to the lycan, enough so to get within reach. Quickly, and without much notice, he grabbed the beast’s neck, pulling him close before the pair vanished in the blink of an eye. Reappearing somewhere on the docks of Shore’s Haven, the smell of salt was thick in the air. It was loud as ships pulled into the harbor with their haul, nets loaded with fish, and bells ringing. It was the perfect place to be leaving Torcus.
“Welcome to Shore’s Haven, Torcus. Do keep in touch. If you don’t find what you’re looking for, Ravenwell is only a three weeks ride… in the opposite direction.” Words left in jest, Titan didn’t spare much time as he did what he did best and disappeared, leaving Torcus on the dock alone. That should keep him busy, at least for a few days. Back at the Audience Hall in no time at all, he looked over to Kanixillo and smiled. “I don’t think we’ll be seeing Master Torcus for at least a few days. In the meantime, I’m going to see what I can learn about this Lathaim fellow. Thank you for all your hard work. I won’t hold a grudge if you need to go.” All in a day’s work. Now the only thing on his mind was the fate of Gaele, and whether she’d come to any sort of decision on his offer. Of course, she was going to say yes. Who would refuse?