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Abandoned 1/?
Date: 2012-09-08 04:14 pm (UTC)(I'm so bad at tags.... T.T)
So as you can maybe tell I kinda just mashed some Oblivion diseases together......
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“Arch Mage there’s someone here to see you.” Faralda said.
“I told you I’m not taking visitors right now. They can return once I’ve gotten on top of my paperwork.” The Dragonborn said as he milled through the endless streams of documents.
“Well Tolfdir told him that but the stupid oaf won’t leave.”
“I’m sure a few destruction spells will scare him off.” The arch mage said with a wicked smile.
“I tried already, stupid Companions…” she muttered.
“What did you say?”
“Some oaf from the companions is here, won’t tell us what for name’s Vicky or something…”
“Vilkas?” The Dragonborn felt his mouth go dry.
“Yep that’s it, you want me to tell him to piss off?”
“Show him in, he has five minutes.”
In the short time it took for Faralda to collect the companion the Arch Mage contemplated the reason for the visit to the former Harbinger. Perhaps something had happened to Aela…
“Arch Mage?”
“Yes, show him in.” He replied quickly picking up a quill to make it look like he was in the middle of business.
“Garik-” Vilkas was cut short by the crackling of sparks from Faralda who was in the corner, watching. “Arch Mage, it is good to see you again.”
Garik looked up his heart breaking all over again as he looked at the face that had once been so familiar to him. Twins.
“As it is you Vilkas, may I ask why you have made such a journey from Whiterun? I trust Aela is taking control of Jorrvaskr.” He kept his voice cool and avoided looking at the twin.
“She is a most honourable Harbinger. I’ve come requesting your help.”
“Is there a magic related problem occurring?”
“No. We have a case of Blood Limb Blight in Jorrvaskr.” The Arch Mage raised his eyebrows. Such a terrible plague that he had only ever cured once. “Well one companion has contracted it and we’re, I’m requesting your aid to heal him-them.” The Arch Mage raised his eyebrows again.
“And who has contracted this plague?” Vilkas’ eyes shot down.
“Farkas.” Garik sunk back into his chair. Five years, five long years it had been without seeing his face or so much as a mention of his name. “Please-” the man’s voice was desperate-“You have to fix him, please I know-”
“I’ll leave in the morning.” Garik said quietly before standing and walking towards his quarters. He heard Faralda shooing Vilkas away and then there was silence.
Five whole years and at the mention of Farkas’ name he still felt the same heartbreak and humiliation.
He numbly climbed into bed, afraid to let himself feel the true intensity of the emotions that bubbled at the surface. He wanted to sleep; it would help him think. He knew he had to go help, it was his duty as Arch Mage but he was so unsure about having to face Farkas after all this time.
As he lay in the darkness he thought. Vilkas looked as though he hadn’t aged a day. He imagined Farkas would look the exact same as well. Probably with the same clueless expression and all.
Garik shook such thought from his mind and tried to escape them with sleep. His sleep however seemed to not want him to escape, his dreams choosing to relive the memories he had tried for five years to suppress.
Re: Abandoned 1/?
Date: 2012-09-08 07:32 pm (UTC)Can't wait for more.
Re: Abandoned 1/?
Date: 2012-09-09 04:32 pm (UTC)