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The Neopian Times Week 135 > Continuing Series > Storm Eyes: Part Six

Storm Eyes: Part Six

by allhailtheprincess

Cassie stood in silent shock at what Morgan had said. They only had two weeks to gather an army and defeat Pravus or he would win and the Agrestis would fall under his evil reign.

     "How far away are the swamps to the east?" Cassie asked softly. The mages looked at each other uneasily.

     "Well, I'm not really sure where they are or how far away they are." The old Aisha glanced at her fellow mages for confirmation, and they all nodded in agreement. "The swamp is isolated and seldom visited. In fact, I believe that there is only one person here that has ever been there. Anshi, come here."

     An island Kyrii cloaked in green came out of the corner where he had been sitting unnoticed. He was small for a Kyrii, a few inches shorter than Lana, but he seemed smaller than that because of the way he carried himself. He walked timidly forward gazing out at them through large grey-green eyes.

     "This is Anshi. He was born in the swamps but came here after his parents were killed in an accident. He's not much use as a seer or mage, so you can take him as your guide." The Aisha looked rather disgusted as she regarded the small Kyrii It was obvious that she disliked those that didn't posses her art.

     Anshi looked at the group of them ashamedly. The words of the old ashia had evidently hurt him, but he was unable to say anything in his defense. Lana looked at his solemn expression, and then looked at the old ashia.

     "We are very pleased to have Anshi as our guide. He will undoubtedly prove to be a very good one, and I am honored that you allowed him to join us." Lana's eyes glared defiantly at the robed figure in front of her.

     Anshi felt a little taken aback. No one had ever stood up for him before. He had been hated from the moment he found his way into the Palace. The only one who had ever been civil to him was the old gatekeeper, Aergon. The residents here didn't take kindly to failures.

     Cassie sensed a conflict and quickly made an attempt to stop it before it got off the ground. "Thank you all very much," she cut in giving Lana a meaningful look. "We don't know how long this trip will take, so we had better get on the road. We really appreciate your hospitality."

     Morgan, catching on added, "That was a great room you guys let me use. I really liked it."

     Cassie smiled at him gratefully as the ashia turned to him and smiled, ignoring Lana and Anshi entirely. They were ushered out of the chamber back along the dark torch lit corridor by Aergon. After exiting the passageway, they were led back to the gate at the edge of the Palace grounds.

     "Fare thee well Caesius and companions," said Aergon looking at Cassie. "Feel free to come back and visit us whenever you wish. We are not warriors, but we will help you and your friends in whatever ways we can."

     She smiled at him and patted his wizened shoulder. "I can't think of a better place to come and visit." Aergon smiled broadly as she turned away.

     "I have no doubt that you will achieve great things Storm Eyes. If any one is to save this land, you are they."

     Anshi was thrilled to be free of Emrallis. He was with friendly creatures now who wouldn't look down on him because he wasn't a seer. In fact, they relied on him to get them to the swamps. He was important to them.

     This thought cheered him and he smiled to himself as he walked. Lana came up beside him and saw the smile.

     "You must be glad to get out of there," she said.

     "Yeah, it was horrible. Every one except for Aergon treated me as if I were something unpleasant like a slug." He looked at Lana and was surprised to see her nodding sympathetically.

     "I know that feeling. My parents were awful creatures. They never wanted a child, but they got stuck with me anyway. Every time came into their sight they would make a disgusted face and pretend like I wasn't there. If they absolutely had to talk to me, they did it as nastily as they could."

     Cassie and Morgan were shocked to hear Lana's story. They had never known that she had had such an appalling childhood.

     Lana continued, "The village elder came to my rescue though. He was vaguely aware of my family situation, but never knew how bad it was until one day when he came to visit."

     "My mother was trying to get the house cleaned up for the elders visit, and had told me to stay out of the way. I was sitting on my cot when an Airax flew through the open window and crashed into a vase she had placed on the table. The vase shattered and the Airax lay stunned on the floor. I ran to it, but so did my mother. I got there first and carefully gathered the hurt bird into my arms. Mother went into a hysterical rage like she often did, and began kicking at me. I sheltered the poor bird as much as I could, but I'm afraid it still received a few blows."

     "While my mother was beating me, the elder walked in. He saw what was happening, guessed what had happened, snatched me away from my mothers vicious blows and took me to another home," Lana concluded.

     Every eye was on her. Morgan and Cassie looked slightly sick and Anshi was staring open mouthed at her.

     "I don't want your pity," Lana said seeing their faces, "I just want you to know how glad I am to be in with a friendly group."

***

They came to the edge of they forest at about midday. Morgan got out some food and Lana began building a small fire. Cassie began to talk to Anshi about the swamps where they would be going.

     "The swamps are known as Hutan Rawa. It is the word for marsh in the old language," Anshi explained. "The inhabitants live deep inside them in villages called kariahs. They are pretty isolated from each other, but are usually on friendly terms."

     Cassie listened as Anshi told her more about Hutan Rawa. She learned about the buildings that were constructed on stilts and the canoes made from woven rushes. Anshi told her stories that were passed down through the generations and about ceremonies and customs. He talked about the strange powers of the elders, and of how they knew how to use the power of the land. This was particularly interesting to Cassie because she was familiar with the might of Agrestis and was always curious to find out more about it.

     After lunch, Cassie walked next to Anshi as he told her more about the rich land he had come from.

     "Every year during the wet season, we always had a celebration. The younger men would race their canoes and those too old for it would judge. We would feast and tell tales of the ancient ones and stay up late into the night. This was one of the biggest and most looked forward to events of the year," said Anshi as he described Hujan Keraian or Rain Festival.

     "It sounds like a wonderful place," said Cassie after listening to Anshi talk about the canoe he had built with his brother, Jalur.

     "It was," he replied wistfully. "I would never have known the cruelties of Emrallis if I had stayed there."

     "Why didn't you stay?"

     "My parents and brother were killed in an accident when I was about eight. They were helping a neighbor repair his house when the roof caved in and the stilts collapsed. They were trapped inside and drowned in the swamp."

     "I so sorry," said Cassie truthfully.

     "It was hard. I left because I couldn't stand living with all those reminders of my family. The house, the canoe, it was all too painful. After the funeral I left and tried to find something new. It would have been better to just stay there though. I see that now."

     Anshi fell silent after that and didn't speak for a long time.

     Cassie felt bad for ever bringing up the subject, but Morgan sensing this told her, "He was going to have to relive it eventually. I think it's better for him to do it here than back at his village."

     "He's right," said Anshi quietly. "I would much rather remember it here than in my village where everything will be so familiar. Don't worry. I'll be okay."

     They traveled on for the rest of the day over grassy hills and small valleys. It was a pleasant day and the going was fairly easy. By the time it began to grow dark, they had made good progress.

     They found a good spot to set up camp, and began making dinner. After a satisfying meal, Cassie went looking for some scrub wood in order to keep the fire going for the rest of the night.

     It was a dark, peaceful night and there was no noise except for the quiet chirping of crickets. Cassie sighed and breathed in the cool air of Agrestis. It tasted sweet and fresh, and she found herself thinking that it would be a great loss if this wonderful land fell into the clutches of one so evil as Pravus. She could not allow it.

     But how, with only two weeks left, could she assemble an army powerful enough to defeat Pravus and his mighty forces?

     Back at camp, Morgan sat gazing idly into the fire. Lana had gone off to attend to something, and he had no idea where Anshi had gotten to. Nor did he care.

     His mind was on a silver Zafara with bright stormy eyes who was off collecting fire wood. He thought of all the trouble that await them and blanched at the idea of any harm coming to her. He couldn't let that happen. Despite of all the danger she had in her way, Morgan decided that he couldn't allow her to come to harm. A spirit as vivid and strong as hers couldn't be allowed to be blotted out by a darkness as evil as Pravus.

     A scream split the dark night shattering any pretence of calm. It sent an icy chill through Morgan that caused him to spring to his feet.

     "Cassie!" he cried.

To be continued…

Previous Episodes

Storm Eyes: Part One

Storm Eyes: Part Two

Storm Eyes: Part Three

Storm Eyes: Part Four

Storm Eyes: Part Five

Storm Eyes: Part Seven

Storm Eyes: Part Eight

Storm Eyes: Part Nine

Storm Eyes: Part Ten

Storm Eyes: Part Eleven

Storm Eyes: Part Twelve

Storm Eyes: Part Thirteen

Storm Eyes: Part Fourteen

Storm Eyes: Part Fifteen


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