Searching for Forgiveness|Satich, Reave

[ilaera]

Ilaera's eyes pierced the morning light. She had arrived the night before alone. Something just urged her to take this trip while Rowen was away. She felt safer going into Satich during the day. Naturally one would think that way.

She approached the town with little hope. Ghosts... she couldn't believe she even came here for a superstition. She walked right in with false confidence. No one recieved her and she wondered why. Maybe they were just not awake yet.

"Ilaera..." came a soft whisper.

She spun around to face an invisible foe. "Who's there," she called out? There was no answer. She reached back for an arrow and held it to her bow. "Show yourself," she said on an even tone that was almost itself a whisper.

[Devon]

"Hmm you seem to be going crazy young lady..Ilaera is that your name?" As if out of nowhere an old man with a cane stood in front of Ilaera with a calm smile on his face. "Ya know..a lot of people come to these parts and get really spooked, but not me..not this old man. Hey did you come to pay your respects here?"

[ilaera]

Ilaera relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief. "You could say that I guess. I'm looking for someone who I don't believe is really here...," she said calmly.

[Devon]

"Hmm hmm hmmm. Who are you looking for young lady? Ya know they say you can find just about anyone here..no trouble at all. Just leave a little tribute to pay the city some respect and call em." The old man says while spinning his cane in his hand.

[ilaera]

"Some friends...," she answered him. Ilaera thought for a moment, "I don't have much..." She looked curiously at her bow, "This is really all I have that really means something. Where do I make the offering?"

[Devon]

The wily old man almost jumps with excitement, "Come come, follow me this way!" Leading Ilaera over to a small pedestal he points. "Make your offering and talk to the ones you seek. You should find what you're looking for then." The old man turns and starts to walk away to leave Ilaera to her task, stopping to turn and look at her he calls out. "Oh if you don't believe Satich is home for ghosts..you should now." With that said the man fades away right before her eyes.

[ilaera]

Ilaera blinked, she thought she must have been seeing things. The old man couldn't have really just disapeared. There must have been some trick involved. Turning away, she finally approached the pedestal. She gently placed the bow down upon it and said, "I hope this works... Wrathe? I must sound stupid but are you there? Don't answer me if you don't want to... All I wanted to say is... I'm sorry... I'm sorry for everything. I was wrong and it is I who should have died." She did not resist crying. "Wrathe I miss you so much."

Large hands crossed over her eyes but they only clouded her vision. The whisper that followed was calm but there was a hint of excitement, "Ilaera... don't turn around please... I don't want you to see me like this."

Ilaera became very tense but obeyed. "Wrathe...?"

She could almost feel his breath but it must have been a strong memory. His laugh echoed in her ears, "Don't worry. I wouldn't let anyone else here come to you... I know what you came to say and Ilaera... I don't blame you. I never blamed you for killing us. It was a terrible trick I know." Ilaera trembled his presence was eerily comforting.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered. "I know but please everything is okay. Just keep going please and don't give up. We will see each other again some day." At that the hands began to fade. Ilaera panicked and turned around but there was nothing there. She dropped to the ground and began crying. Through her sobbing, "Wrathe... I'll come back to visit you... I promise..."

[Devon]

Rowen runs into Satich nearly doubling over from being winded. Breathing hard he walks over to Ilaera trying to get himself together. "I figured you'd be here. Why did you take off like that? Why are you crying?"

[ilaera]

Ilaera wiped away the tears on her sleave before looking up at Rowen. "I'm okay... You were right about the ghosts." She smiled to herself, "Wrathe forgave me." She was glad she came now.

[Devon]

Rowen smiles and holds his hand out to help her up. "You should have said where you going before you ran off like that." Rowen sighs and decides to let it go. "So you got the answer you were looking for right?"

[ilaera]

Ilaera took his offered hand and got up. "I'm sorry Rowen... Yeah but it wasn't what I expected. He wouldn't let me see him. It is just like Wrathe to act like that though," she looked relieved.

[Devon]

Rowen smiles. "Good then, so maybe now you won't be as mopey anymore. You can finally move on from your past."

[ilaera]

Ilaera gave him a warning look. "My past is a part of me Rowen just as yours is a part of you. You are right though, I won't be as "mopey" anymore."

[Devon]

"I didn't mean it like that Ilaera, but either way..I'm glad you're feeling better now." Rowen still held onto her hand, but hadn't noticed yet. "Hey if you want maybe you can talk to Trevor, he might be able to get you back into Reave."

[ilaera]

"Uh, sure..." Ilaera looked away. She wasn't too confident about her ever being welcome in Reave.