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However long he was there he did not know. A dulled mind was not a good thing when it came to trying to keep one’s sense of time stable. So when he rose to see that the Norscans had all but remained within the overhang it was clear that enough time had passed.
It was a struggle to get back onto his feet from prayer. Yet it was not impossible. The scythe was his balance, with the Banner of Bretonnia resting on his shoulder. Lucian rolled onto the backs of his feet and then settled himself forward so that he rested comfortably upright.
“You fooled them quite well, human.” The voice came from behind Lucian. A soft, unbecoming voice that was like music to his ears and would have enchanted him instantly. He should have at least suspected someone was behind him but he had not heard any footsteps behind him.
Something told him there was little to worry, so he turned himself about.
Before him was a beauty that could not be understated or misunderstood. Her clothing appeared to be of the finest silks and colored with a beautiful blue and white that reminded the Knight of the night sky. Looking upon her face Lucian knew instantly that she was not human, features that was too beautifully long and a pair of prominent pointed ears were born upon her head.
A Fay, an Elf. One such person in the flesh standing before Lucian upon the corpse of a fallen Demi-God of Chaos.
“Has Chaos taken your voice?” She asked simply, closing up to examine Lucian with an inquisitive eye.
“Maiden.” Lucian decided to say as he gave a bow. He could feel himself in pain as he did so, “I… I am Lucian of Bretonnia. A Questing Knight who carries the title of Harbinger of Ruin. Was it… your arrow that saved me?”
“My arrow was guided by Lileath, the Goddess who I serve. She had gifted onto me portents and dreams of what was to happen here today. That with a single stroke of my bow I both save a virtuous man and bring down a great evil.” The Elven Priestess said as she studied Lucian, “She does not lie, you are as I was shown.”
“I give a prayer to Lileath then. A prayer to her and the Lady of the Lake for saving me from the death that was almost certain to come for me.” Lucian said as he bowed his head for prayer.
“You are heavily injured, if you should follow me I shall take you to a place of healing.”
>Take her up on the offer
>No, we travel to the Temple of the Lizardmen