Legacy

Chapter 8

Grishar slammed the door to his office, only for it to be opened again by Lartisme, equally annoyed.

"Will you listen?" He demanded of his father.

"To what exactly? You bring me two dark elves to this place in as many days, what is the matter with you?"

Lartisme measured his words carefully as he began, "I was always taught to value life, above all else, even if those who's life I value would be my enemy."

"You have spent too much time with Elves, dark or otherwise."

Lartisme chuckled at that, remembering Ashar's droll comment.

"What's so funny?" Demanded Grishar, at that, his son seemingly collapsed with laughter.

Lartisme merely held his hand as he composed himself. "Nothing at all my lord, but I will say this, one soldier to another, understanding the enemy, whoever they may be this week, means we stand a better chance of surviving a fight against them. This Dark Elf may well have had first-hand contact with this Darkmass or whoever they are."

Grishar slumped into his chair, "When did you become so wise?"

"I had two good teachers. I'm in the same room as one of them."

"Don't try to soft soap me boy." Said Grishar in a mock growl.

"I'm told that Ashar will be escorting this new elf for the time being, my understanding of them is that if forced to give oath, they will not break it. I just hope he can get her to give it."

Grishar nodded "They are indeed a very odd people."

"I must return to the woods, my rangers are scouting the lands as quickly as they can, and will quickly report in, but I'd prefer to be out there myself." Said Lartisme as he turned toward the door.

"Go, and son?" Said Grishar, causing Lartisme to turn back to him "Yes?"

"Be careful out there, I saw the state that Dark Elf was in when you brought her here, it takes an awful lot to take down one of those bastards."

"I know, thank you. And I will."

The door closed quickly and Grishar leaned back heavily in his chair. "I don't like this, I don't like this one bit."

"It would seem that Lord Grishar has decided that we should be separated for the time being, another will be joining us." Said Ashar as he brought in two large plates.

"Another?" Asked Mirage carefully.

Mae walked in, her grey dress and cloak flowing freely as she stopped at the sight of the two dark elves. Mirage's eyes locked on her as she began to make a move. Even for an elf, her reactions were fast, and Ashar was unable to stop the charge.

Mae's hand drew up from her cloak and Mirage flew back in the direction she had just come from.

"You cannot hurt me elf." Said Mae levelly.

"We shall see." Said Mirage, leaping to her feet once more. She charged at Mae yet again. Mae sighed as she did.

"Back!" She yelled at the charging elf, her hand thrusting forward to meet the elf.

Mirage felt a rush of heat and then the room became a blur. A sudden thud signalled her impacting with the wall. The room swam for a moment.

"I am Mae, third holder of the title Leander. And I have no wish to fight you."

"Then surrender!" Spat Mirage.

"I will not. And you will not win in a battle against me."

She looked at Ashar and said "How can you even bare to be around this abomination?"