Snippet #998195

Zaleth wiped away some of her tears. “Do not fret the guards are searching every inch of the castle for her murder… with luck we will capture them before they can continue their murderous rampage.” He put a reassuring hand on her back. “If he tries to harm you my niece… he will find out I will not allow the last legacy of my brother to die easily… I won’t let them so much as think of even laying a finger on you.”


Sekivar looked over the elf a…. elf… that… begs…” the creature seemed dumbfounded. “I’ve…. Truly never heard of such things… why not return to the Elven lands…surely you have an ancestral home.” he turned towards the Lycan. “Follow me… I should have something to hide your nature. The only payment is you must do what you should be doing… hunting. I use bones and the fresh flesh of creatures to cast my spells to create half the items in my store. As summoned creatures don’t seem to work to well… I have picked up the scent of a Brekka… I require both of its fangs for a certain spell I wish to use… get me those and you’ll have paid off my services of concealing your persona.” The Brekka…. Fearsome and deadly creatures once spawned by the Septrinian. These creatures are twisted experiments in the attempt to remake dragons. They vary in type as do dragons… but they are otherwise animals and seem like mutated, smaller, and weaker versions of dragons. “You can find it in a cave on the edge of the Blue Desert. Which is east of here… trust me you’ll know when you see his cave… it will be covered in claw marks and piles of animal bones scattered about.”