Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20141208164428/@comment-5583506-20150108024157

(Been reading all our older posts. It is... interesting to see how the story have progressed. XD)

As Kyrie was knocked to the wall she could feel the air being pushed out of her. The roof had fallen down and blocked the entrance, creating a distance between him and the Sanctum. It didn't matter though. Whatever damage the Vul had wanted to cause the Jun had already been done. The majority of the Apprentices were all slaughtered like sheep and those who had survived were wounded so badly that they would probably never be able to hold a sword again.

What was worse was that Ran'Jinro was dead. A Master. The last one remaining at the Sanctum.

Kyrie slammed her fist into the marble floor. "Damn you, Masters!" she cursed. "Why did you have to go to that stupid war?! You should have foreseen this!"

She sat silently on her knees in the hallway. It was all quiet now. She looked at Ran'Jinro lying a few yards away. He looked so peaceful she almost wish that she was dead as well. There was nothing she could do now, but to wait. Wait until the remainder of the Sanctum's warriors would return home from their war. She could only imagine what their reactions would be like. And it wouldn't be pretty...

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Ra'Danji's cabin was perhaps not the most luxurious one she had seen, but then again she couldn't remind herself that she had been in anything grander before.

''Perhaps I was born in a gutter? ''she speculated as she sat down by the dinner table and looked at all the faces around her.

The settlement she had ended up in seemed to consist mainly of Khajiits which suited her just fine. The village had apparently been built up by those who hadn't been accepted into the greater cities.

Ra'Danji's cheerful attitude somehow got on her nerves. He was smiling constantly, most of all at her, even though he could plainly see that she was in no mood to smile back. She had lost her memory, they said, so how did he expect her to be happy about it?

"Shouldn't you introduce us, Ra'Danji?" said the Khajiit woman who apparently was his sister.

He was still looking at her. "Goldie" as he called her. He was still smiling. When his sister didn't get any response she slapped him in the back of his head.

"Ouch!" he muttered while his nephew Rahjin laughed. "Alright, I am sorry. Si'Tarri, this here is... uhm... Goldie?"

"Goldie, huh?" said his sister suspiciously. "You could have given her some of my dresses, you know? Instead of wrapping the poor thing up in aunt Rissa's horrible sewings."

"I heard that!" snarled an elderly Khajiit woman at the back of the lodge.

"I will, of course, with your permission see to it that Goldie is given proper clothing", replied Ra'Danji.

"That's the spirit. Now eat up everyone. When my husband gets home from his late night job, he would like to sit down and eat in peace and quiet."

As they ate, she noticed that the boy Rahjin could barely take his eyes off from her, looking at her curiously.

"Don't stare at her, Rahjin", said his mother. "It makes her uncomfortable."

"Sorry, mom", said the boy and continued to eat, having lost his interest in the stranger for the moment.

"You came down the river they say", asked Si'Tarri. "Do you know if there are any settlements up north from where you could have come from?"

She shook her head. "No..."

Ra'Danji shrugged. "Barely any settlements up there, are there? Only thing worth seeing up there is that Sanctum of the Jun, for whatever that's worth. Strange folk those. The commoners barely see or hear anything from them. Some even believe they doesn't exist."

Si'Tarri wiped her mouth with some cloth and looked at the stranger's hand. "You don't remember how you got that as well, do you?"

Once again she shook her head.

"Just remember to hide your hand once you are here", chuckled Ra'Danji. "Or else those bandits out there will have another reason for attacking us if they think that thing is made out of gold."

"Ra'Danji!" hissed Si'Tarri. "Don't jest!"

"Sorry", he said.

Goldie slowly raised her head. "Bandits?"

"Yeah, and not the funny ones either. You know those stupid and easily tricked people you read about in stories?" said Ra'Danji. "No, this group is the real deal. They extort and raid our small village anytime they get the chance."

"Don't let that discourage you though", said Si'Tarri in an attempt to dampen her brother's dark truth. "Our village elders knows how to pay them off. Besides, we haven't really seen them around in a month or so, so we think they might have gotten tired of this village and moved on to find easier prey."

Ra'Danji sighed. "All this talk about bandits has made even hungrier for some reason. Could I have some more?"

The remainder of the dinner had come under an awkward silence. She really felt like she didn't belong here. But where did she belong then? When they were finished Ra'Danji had showed her to a room on the second floor of the small cabin. It was cramped and dark, but suited her just fine. With all the bruises and cuts she had suffered from her floating down the river, she was content with just a place where she could rest her head.

"Does this room suit you, Goldie?" When she didn't respond he asked again. "Goldie?"

She had almost forgotten that this was her new name. At least for now, until she remembered what her true name was. Probably something silly...

"What? Oh, it will be just fine. Thank you", she responded hastily.

"I have... put some of my sister's old clothes on the chair there. You can change when... uhm... I am not here."

"Thanks", she said somberly.

He lowered his eyebrows when she saw her demeanor. "Oh, look. I am sorry about this whole thing with your memory. But don't worry about it. Things like that always comes back sooner or later. For now, you are our guest. Don't you dare think about repaying us! Our village is a safe haven and sanctuary to everyone", he said proudly. "Except for those damned bandits of course!"

He laughed shortly, but fell silent again when he saw that she clearly wasn't amused by his joke. "Alright, I will stop. You... you just rest now, okay? I will come and check in on you tomorrow. And if you are feeling up to it, you could help me out with some minor task in the morning. Alright?"

She nodded vaguely. "Yeah."

"Good. See you... in the morning then?"

She nodded once again as he closed the door to her room. "Thanks", she said quietly as he left. "Ra'Danji..."