Fate Weaver's convergence

C30 Three is a team

The evening air in Va-ren was crisp; the onset of winter could be felt from momentary breezes that came and went. Elexis was currently staring from her mount at a body that was suspended in the air by its wrist, connecting to either side of the now fully opened gate of the town they had just performed an ambush from. The corpse that was once Sto-ar swung lifelessly from time to time; blood dripped from it slowly. She felt it was distasteful, but she could not quell the rage she felt just by sharing a presence with the former paladin. The man was one of the individuals directly responsible for slaughtering most of her family, and she sought to make an example of him. Even now, she was clenching her fists to the point she was probably tearing the leather of her mount's reins.

"Mother... we should move on... we were ready for them, but we both know there is more, just a day's march away."

Elexis heard her eldest remaining daughter speak from behind her.

"The entire time... even to the last... he claimed she was lost. All the effort and all we had to show for it was 'traders river'... "

Elexis continued to stare up. Two years had passed, she knew that her youngest daughter was still alive. Her status as Matriarch was passed on by Solah to give her daughter strength, and with Kiyomi's death, the title would have returned.

"Mother, we have more than we had before... we can work with that... but we still have a war to win here... If we are to find Kiyomi, we need to give her a safe home to return to first."

Elexis did not reply; she stared for another minute before turning back around. Meeting the gaze of her eldest, and the hundreds of soldiers that sat atop their mounts within the streets.

"AAAAHHHH!!! I give! I give!"

Beryl was currently screaming at me. We were playing in the grass area behind her family's wagons' and just to the side of the ramps to the main gate area of the city. After a few rounds of tag, I managed to catch her finally, and I currently had the widest part of her body raised overhead and in an iron grip.

"Say you're it!"

I commanded, motioning as if I were about to throw her.

"I'm it! I'm it! Now put me down!"

I placed the terrified snake back on the ground, making sure not to drop her. She was now catching her breath on the ground as I was dropping to the ground myself, trying to stifle some of the first bouts of laughter I managed to gain from someone else around my age in this world. When we walked to and from Vaughn's wagon, I apparently gave the vibe that I would roll over for them at every turn. Which I proceeded to smash twice in a row now by tackling Vaughn, and grabbing Beryl so that, without a doubt, she was 'it.'

What was that? Round seven? Eight?

I thought to myself, laying back into the grass as I was beginning to calm down from the excitement.

"Yeah, I take back a lot about the 'big sister' teasing stuff."

Beryl proceeded to plop down beside me.

"I can help you learn stuff... but that strength, remind me not to make you mad. I'd rather not get the dragon experience by learning to 'fly.'"

"Or-ahh- that tackle felt like a horse hit me... maybe a little softer next time?"

Vaughn complained, laying in the grass to the opposite side.

Yeeeeahhhh, maybe I was hard on Vaughn... Beryl though? Mmmm-Nah, I was easy on her.

"Sorry about that one Vaughn, still kind of ruff at watching my strength."

"It's cool; I think I'm done with tag for now, though."