The Sailor - Part 1

"Yes." This time it was the knight who smiled.

"Really!"

"He'll swing our way... or he won't swing at all. I'm just not sure if we should help him or hinder him."

"Lets flip for it." said the mage producing a golden torrellian mark.

The knight ignored the comment. "We'll just have to wait ."

"Fantastic." replied the mage sardonically.

The tall knight snorted as he shook his head and proceeded forward down the road. There was something about that boy that troubled him. He had not sensed the boy since his birth about nineteen years ago. Something would happen soon. He knew it. But he still didn't know what it meant or what he should do. The feeling was get weaker. No matter though, he could wait a little longer. His hand's grip on the sword hilt tightened.

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Viceroy Felsh watched as the man deboarded the airship. He had blond wavy hair that grew to his shoulders, and broad cheekbones. The man was dressed in a brilliant red cloak, the livery of the recently formed Torrellian Guild. What the hell is HE doing here. The new guild was barely fifteen years old but not a day went by that their power did not grow. It had been started by a defector from the guild at Forneira by a man named Serako. Felsh shared the view of most people in the Torrellian Confederacy, mages were bad news. They should all stay in Forneira where thay belonged, this was a free country dammit. The viceroy was patriotic only when it suited him. The man spotted Felsh and immediately ran over to him.

"Who's in charge here?" the man in red asked.

"I am." replied Felsh.

"Who are you?"

"I'm the viceroy." he said expecting some sort of reaction, he got none.

"Good. I need you to close the port to all vessels..."

"Whoa... Whoa slow down. I'm not closing anything without a written royal order. Who the hell are you anyhow?"

"My name is Dalis and let me assure you that this order comes from the highest command. Let me also assure you that if you do not do what I tell you, I'll make sure that you get to hear your own intestines burst before you die."

Felsh looked at the man's eyes, the only true way to judge a man, they were very serious. He wasn't sure what to do. As always, he decided to compromise.

"I'll close it off for five hours, and if you don't get me a royal order in that time I'm reopening it."

"You shall have it. One more thing viceroy. I need to see the arrival logs for the entire port from the last three days."

"Is there a reason for all this?"

"None that concerns you. Now go." Dalis dismissed the man with a wave of his hand.

Felsh left the man at the landing sight. He was not accustomed to being ordered like a dog. These damn mages are already begining to be a real pain in the ass. He found the Captain of the Guard and gave the order to close the port. Bad news he thought, bad news.

Somewhere beyond the bay as dusk slowly melted into the sea a small merchant ship was sailing west.