~ Galen
Galen gingerly pulled the blade from his doorpost and began polishing it in careful strokes.
He had fixed it, and it worked beautifully. He had flown into Indian Territory to obtain beautiful stone to finish the handle with. It was an even weight from end to end and was extremely sharp.
Now to intercept the buyer. She had said she was traveling to Undermine and it had been his plan to meet her at some point in between. He had much distaste for Pirates Cove and just as much distaste for Undermine. The people who dwelt in both regions were unpleasant, to say the least.
Now the tricky part, finding them. There was a lot of open water to search and it wasn't entirely safe to just go flying across the ocean with no direction where anyone could see. This might be tricky but it wasn't a problem.
Galen walked quietly towards a perch in the corner and untied a small falcon. The bird hopped obediently onto his outstretched hand.
“I need you,” Galen gently stroked its soft breast, “to go find someone for me.”
The falcon cocked its head
“You know who, you saw her last week, the Harpy, yes.”
He brought it to the door “Start your search in Pirates Cove” and with a thrust of his arm, the bird took to the air and disappeared into the night sky.
He had fixed it, and it worked beautifully. He had flown into Indian Territory to obtain beautiful stone to finish the handle with. It was an even weight from end to end and was extremely sharp.
Now to intercept the buyer. She had said she was traveling to Undermine and it had been his plan to meet her at some point in between. He had much distaste for Pirates Cove and just as much distaste for Undermine. The people who dwelt in both regions were unpleasant, to say the least.
Now the tricky part, finding them. There was a lot of open water to search and it wasn't entirely safe to just go flying across the ocean with no direction where anyone could see. This might be tricky but it wasn't a problem.
Galen walked quietly towards a perch in the corner and untied a small falcon. The bird hopped obediently onto his outstretched hand.
“I need you,” Galen gently stroked its soft breast, “to go find someone for me.”
The falcon cocked its head
“You know who, you saw her last week, the Harpy, yes.”
He brought it to the door “Start your search in Pirates Cove” and with a thrust of his arm, the bird took to the air and disappeared into the night sky.