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Betrayed	By : Dagian Category: +G through L > Lineage 2 Views: 1360 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Lineage2 nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty One
- 22-Twenty two
- 23-Twenty three
- 24-Twenty four
- 25-Twenty Five
- 26-Twenty Six
- 27-Twenty Seven
- 28-Twenty Eight
- 29-Twenty-Nine
- 19
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Days passed and Shin had determined on his own that Starr did not know that she was actually enhancing her weaponry with spellwork. It seemed to be random. And in any case, combining spellwork with physical weaponry might be too dangerous. He would inform Aleyel to consult with a storm screamer on how best to nullify the ability.
He shifted as he spotted Starr approaching him. She held her daggers in a loose and comfortable grip and he smiled slightly to himself before launching his surprise attack.
Starr lunged to the side and brought one of her daggers up and blocked his attack while the other dagger swung around and swiped at his exposed side. Shin disengaged and twisted out of the range of her dagger. She adjusted her position and tried again to slice into his side while simultaneously blocking his attack. The sound of metal striking metal filled the small clearing as they dueled.
Shin dropped his dagger and caught hold of her main hand while deftly knocking the dagger out of her off-hand. Using her momentary confusion, he swung his leg out. His foot connected with the back of her ankle and in one fluid motion swept her foot out from under her, causing her to collapse onto the ground.
Starr cursed as her bottom hit the ground hard. Glaring up at him, she stayed put and caught her breath, lightly slapping his hand away as he offered to help her up.
Rather than getting annoyed at her, Shin knelt down beside her. “You’re improving.”
“Not enough.” She groused, irritated that he’d once again put her on the ground.
“I’m only teaching you the basics. Aleyel will properly train you.” He replied.
Before Starr could reply, a large raven landed between them. Shin’s brow furrowed as he reached for the small tube. It’d only been about two and a half weeks since Nathavin had last contacted him. Tipping the scroll from the tube, he read it quickly.
Starr watched him curiously for a moment before asking. “What does your friend have to say now?”
“His name is Nathavin, as I'm sure you recall. Best you remember it seeing as he’s now a Lord.” Shin answered distractedly.
“He’s not yet a Lord.” Starr countered swiftly. “He’s not completed the takeover yet.”
Finally looking up from the message, Shin replied. “It is a foregone conclusion that he will succeed. In any event, he is calling us back sooner than he’d anticipated.”
Starr’s eyebrow lifted in surprise. What had happened? Shin had told her that Nathavin was giving them a month before requiring them to return, this was much too soon. As Shin stood up, she followed suit.
The short walk back to the waterfall was silent. Once they’d gathered the few things they were taking with them, Starr asked where they were going.
“We are going to his fortress, near the Ivory Tower.”
“That will take a week to reach.” Starr muttered unhappily, not looking forward to the excursion.
Smiling at her, Shin answered. “If we were walking, yes it would. However, Nathavin has made arrangements for us.”
Before she could reply, Starr heard a low rumble from above them as the wind picked up. Looking up, she saw a large black scaled wyvern slowly lowering itself from the sky. Her jaw fell open in surprise. Wyverns were rare. The creature roared lowly and swung it’s head to look at her. The head tilted back and forth slightly, the jaws gaping open, exposing the large teeth for a moment. Then with a snort of smoke, the creature swung it’s head in Shin’s direction. The head dipped slightly as the jaws shut with an audible click and the beast closed it’s eyes.
Reaching out, Shin stroked the large snout. “He’ll eventually allow you to pet him, once he’s sure you are no danger to Nathavin.” Shin motioned for her to climb up onto the dragon’s back as it lowered it’s wing.
“You mean it can think?” She asked incredulously, placing her bag onto the now exposed saddlery that had been hidden by the massive wing. She then scrambled into the saddle herself.
“To a degree.” Replied Shin, giving the nose a final pat and hoisting himself behind her. Once comfortable. He gave the dragon a command in dark elvish and the beast spread it’s wings and lifted easily into the air. “Only Nathavin could tell you exactly how intelligent the creature is. However, I personally consider it to be at least as intelligent as a well trained wolf. In fact, probably more so.”
“It will get cold quite quickly.” He informed her as he pulled his cloak off his back. “This will keep you warm.” He wrapped the cloak around her and then pulled her quite close. Not only did this afford him some warmth, it also allowed him to be closer to her than he’d been able to get in the past couple of weeks.
Ever since that fateful night, she’d been on high alert, not allowing for a repeat. This had not overly concerned him, until now. He’d thought they’d had time, now that time had been cut short. If he could manage it, he intended on bedding her at least once more before heading out on whatever mission Nathavin had planned for him. Whatever it was, he was sure that he wouldn’t be returning for a rather long while.
Meanwhile, Starr’s curiosity got the better of her and she began talking, drawing his attention away from his own thoughts. For several minutes she peppered him with questions regarding the dragon before asking him why they had to return so quickly.
Shin didn’t see any reason to withhold the information and answered her truthfully. “There is someone who he needs eliminated and he has tapped me for the job.”
Her lips pursed together tightly. Assassination. Something she would eventually end up doing for Nathavin also. It wasn’t as if light elves hadn’t engaged in such. She knew they had, it just wasn’t something she’d ever been tasked with. As an archer, she’d been given specific targets before, but during open combat. The people she’d been assigned knew they were targets, and knew that they were stepping onto an active battlefield. Assassinations were… different. She shivered uneasily.
They flew the rest of the way in silence. Once there, Nathavin and Aleyel greeted them.
Shin nudged Starr lightly in Aleyel’s direction. “Go with her. I’ll catch back up with you soon.”
Nathavin observed her leaving with Aleyel quietly before addressing Shin. “Magister Harant has been seen skulking where he shouldn’t and has been tasked with traveling to Aden to conduct business for Thiefiell. It’s highly likely that he’s gone to both reassure Aden’s King that we’re not going to engage in warfare with the humans, as well as procure armaments from the dwarves.” He began walking toward the command center, Shin walking easily alongside him, both of them focused on the task at hand.
“Both actions make sense.” Shin replied quietly. “The humans were bound to be nervous that we would not stop with Gludio or the light elves.”
Nathavin nodded his head in agreement but interrupted him. “It is the meeting with the dwarves that concerns me. Taking the light village did not drain our reserves, and Gludio was only marginally more difficult. I think he’s arming for a battle with us.”
He stopped and gazed at Shin, his eyes hard as stone. “We have a traitor.”
Shin’s eyes narrowed. “Who?”
“Zarolin.” Nathavin ground out.
Shin remembered the knight and swore softly. He’d been instrumental in gathering intelligence on the High Council as he was related to one of the Council members. However if Nathavin was now naming him a traitor, it was imperative that he be dealt with immediately and decisively. He could just as easily provide the Council information about them.
The two began walking again. “Dispose of the bodies quietly.” Nathavin ordered, leaving the rest up to Shin.
Nodding, Shin had already decided that Harant would be the victim of a highway robbery gone bad. The road to Aden was treacherous and well known for random attacks.
Zarolin however would suffer a far different fate.
However, both of these would take time to orchestrate. Zarolin was beyond careful and Harant was no slouch.
“You are to leave immediately.” Nathavin continued. “I will inform Starr that you’re on a mission.”
Shin’s mouth thinned in disappointment but he nodded all the same as he parted ways with Nathavin and began making preparations for his assignment. He was determined that when he returned he’d be sharing her bed.
∞
Nathavin quietly observed Starr. She’d been training with Aleyel for several months now. In those months she’d made tremendous progress and was every bit as skilled as he’d hoped. The only question now was: Could she kill on command without hesitation? Without question?
He was about to find out. His eyes flicked to the town of Dion below their position on the hilltop. In the warehouse was a dwarf who just couldn’t keep his mouth shut, even after he’d been painfully warned. However, he’d murdered a young dark elf after the young elf had confronted him, with proof, about stealing several weapons. And it was that act which had sealed his fate.
Of course, Starr knew none of that. And that was by design. The dwarf’s death was warranted, but the point of this test was to see if she could carry out a mission, even when she believed the person was innocent.
“You know your target.” Nathavin intoned evenly, returning his gaze to her. “Go.”
Starr pulled in a shaky breath and turned away from him, making her way down the hill. About halfway down, she concentrated and willed the spell that had caused her so much consternation in the past to engulf her and hide her from view. As the spell took effect, hiding her from the view of anyone who wasn’t a dark elf, she slipped past the towns guards and made her way to the warehouse.
For several minutes she waited patiently next to the door. Soon enough, the door opened and an orc exited. For a moment, an intense rage burned in her heart. The orcs had created the opportunity for the dark elves to wipe out her kind…
The laughter of a nearby child broke her from her thoughts and she hastily darted through the rapidly closing door of the warehouse. Her gaze focused on the rotund dwarf, humming to himself as he neatly scribbled notes into the massive ledger. He carefully labeled the weaponry that had been dropped off and packed it into a crate.
She’d felt nothing but blind rage for the orc, but she felt a deep pity for the dwarf. He was going about his daily routine, completely unaware of her presence, unaware that she was there to kill him. Why had Nathavin singled him out?
As the dwarf began humming a familiar tune, she blinked away a tear as she readied her dagger. She followed him down a small, dusty flight of stairs that led into a basement. After the dwarf had put the weapon away and his back was still turned to her, she broke the spell and brought her left hand up and over his mouth and nose, yanking his head back. Her right hand dragged the dagger across his throat, slicing it open. The dwarf’s brief cry turned into a mere gurgle before he fell silent altogether.
As the scent of blood filled the small space, Starr felt her stomach churn and she leaned against the wall and retched violently. When she no longer felt ill, she turned back to the dwarf. Nathavin wanted proof.
Specifically, he wanted the dwarf’s head. She briefly considered just taking a portion of his bloodied hair and his shirt. But she feared Nathavin’s response. She hadn’t realized just how much Nathavin had held back while Shin was around. With him gone, Nathavin hadn’t bothered to temper his responses quite so much.
As she severed the head from the body and placed it in the burlap sack, she fought the urge to be sick again. Shadowing herself once more, she exited the tunnel and swiftly left the warehouse. Traversing back through the town was a little more difficult. It was now nearing evening and many people were returning home.
Ducking behind the buildings, she stuck close to the outer wall. Racing quickly along the edge of the wall, she stumbled slightly. The spell of concealment broke briefly with her lapse in concentration. With a light curse, she recast it and continued on her way.
A hell knight who’d been thrown out of the back of a pub for over indulging blinked his eyes in surprised confusion, certain that he was seeing things. For a minute there he thought he’d seen a light elven woman, dressed in leather and lace armor like a dark elven woman, carrying a brown and bloodied sack before disappearing into thin air. But, of course he was seeing things… the light elves had been annihilated by the dark elves… hadn’t they?
Approaching Nathavin, Starr threw the sack containing the dwarf’s head at his feet as her concealment spell wore off. Doubling over, she dry heaved for several minutes.
Reaching down, Nathavin picked up the satchel and threw it high into the air. As it spun away, he flicked his bow off his shoulder and fired a bolt of pure dark energy at the head, vaporizing it instantly. Replacing his bow on his shoulder, he waited patiently for her to stand up. “Good job.” He congratulated her somberly when she finally stood. “I don’t expect you to like it, nor will I tell you that it will get easier. It won’t.” He told her truthfully. “I do, however, expect you to carry out these missions as instructed.”
Starr’s jaw clenched angrily. “I just murdered someone! And I brought you his…” She broke off as another wave of nausea hit her. Forcing it back, she snarled. “Don’t you dare congratulate me on that!”
“He was a thief and a murderer himself.” Nathavin finally informed her. “I assure you, his death was justified. You did not kill an innocent.” Looking up at the sky, he motioned with his hand, calling the circling wyvern back down to them.
Starr clambered back into the saddle of the great beast, followed by Nathavin. She scooted as far away from him as she could possibly get. As the creature began soaring swiftly through the night air, she shivered with cold, remembering Shin offering her his cloak. What she’d give to have that cloak now.
Nathavin merely watched her shiver. Inwardly he felt a bit guilty, but he had no intention of giving her any amount of comfort or solace. That was Shin’s place, not his. Until she fully accepted Shin, he would not provide her with any amount of comfort. To do so would take away from what she considered Shin’s uniqueness.
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