《 The Elusive Dream 》DWTxOC

VIII. Tracked

Art: @Wolfy

"Get the Sorcerer." The king demanded. Technoblade waited anxiously as a few guards went to get the Sorcerer. The longer they waited the further Dream got away. Technoblade was furious that he had let the green bandit escape so easily but he knew he had help to escape. That arrow wasn't shot by the rich and royals. They wanted Dream dead as much as he did.

It wasn't long until two guards were following a thin woman with extremely wrinkly skin. Robes of white and blue hung off her body as she walked with a limp. Her nails were longer than her own fingers which were thin and bony. Her left eye rolled around in its socket from her glass eye.

"Yes my king?" She hummed, her lower jaw trembling with age.

"How can we track the elusive thief, Dream?" Eret asked, entwining his fingers that were covered in gold rings of all sizes.

She giggled, "I know of a powerful spell that will make a compass track his position."

"Very well. What do you need?" The king asked.

She licked her dry lips, "However many compasses you want to track and one hair from the one that is being hunted."

Eret got to work bossing his servants around, "Get me four compasses and search the cell for Dream's hair." Immediately, the servants went off to do their tasks. It wasn't long as the four compasses came into the throne room. The servant brought them to the Sorcerer. The servant was trembling slightly as she approached the woman with magic.

She looked at them with her eye and then snapped her fingers. The compasses started to float out of the servant's hands with a yelp as she retreated away from the Sorcerer. The Sorcerer smacked her lips as the four round disks floated around her. Another servant came into the throne room holding a small vial.

The king summoned the servant up to him to inspect the hair. The servant presented the corked vial to the king on one knee. He studied the vial which had a small strand of gold inside that glistened in the sunlight feeding through the glass window. "Where did you get this?" He asked.

"The broken noose, my lord." The servant explained.

"Must be his then." Eret said, handing it back to the servant. He took the vial to the Sorcerer. The Sorcerer popped out the cork and used her nails to retrieve the hair. She inspected the gold strand by bringing it up to her eye. She then popped her fingers in her mouth and then pulled out the hair. She smacked her lips as if she had tasted the hair. Technoblade wrinkled his nose under the mask, wishing he did not witness such a thing.

"Yup. It is his." She smiled and then used magic to cause the hair to float into the air. The small hair split into four equal pieces and then the four pieces floated to each of the compass while the Sorcerer waved her hands around. Technoblade couldn't tell if it was actually helping the spell or she was doing it for effect.

The compasses started to glow purple and then they stopped, slowly descending to the marble floor. "There you go your Majesty. Four compasses that track one DreamWasTaken." She looked up at the throne as her glass eye rolled around so that only the white was showing. She had a proud grin on her face with only gums.

"Very good. I hope that will help in your search, Techno." The king looked at his right hand man.

"I am sure they will. I will gather the hunters and start seeking the menace." Technoblade bowed to the king before collecting the compass. "I will not fail you, my king."