#36 Fey-lin
Once in Pyr, by the Kami’s grace, Lai-poko, Xiao-mei and Fey-lin prepared to travel to Zora. Fey-lin requested a few moments to rest and send a letter by an izam. Xiao was curious, but didn’t seem to be suspicious. Once the izam was on his way, the three hominas took the road.
In their path lurked no unforeseen trouble before the jungle’s backdoor to the desert. However, the other side was an altogether different story. Fylish (the Torbak) and Kipuckas barred their way, but didn’t do so for long –or passed their way without seeing them.
Skirting Desertstock by the south to avoid getting too close to the goo, they entered Zora and soon met with the Amazons, who have already gotten there by their own means.
They went to the bar, where Fey suggestet that Xiao had a taste of Pe’Psy-Coka, drink that she accepted to taste out of curiosity. Everything was fine.
Fey’s letter was asking for a remedy, made out of purified sap by the Kamis, the same kind of potion Lenja the demented was taking to help her fight the Goo infection she was subject to. The barman gave it to Xiao, who couldn’t tell the difference with Pe’Psy-Coka.
After a serving, Xiao felt ill, her head aching. Fey-Lin was observing her with attention.
Xiao : I’m under the impression two people are warring through my head… I don’t feel irght.
Fey-lin felt slightly uneasy. Nobody knew what were the Goo proportions that went into that drug, but they thought it would be less tan what was inside Lenja’s body, so the Goo could be eliminated by the homina while the effect was suspended by the remedy. Would the rest of the components of that mixture keep any noticeable effect? Fey was wary of that, especially since no one else knew what was happening inside Xiaomei’s body. Slowly, memories were starting to thug in Xiao’s mind.
Fey : Remember, you are in Zora. Concentrate on this place. Fuulao ké.
Xiao : I’ve been… a long time ago. Before I met with a scary Tryker.
Fey : We learnt about5 it, too late, alas. We couldn’t reach you before…
Xiao : Before what? I don’t understand what you’re talking about.
Fey : He brought you to the Verdant Kingdom. Don’t you remember following him on that road?
Xiao : I remember a pink mist… lots of pink misth.
Ingfarah (just coming in the bar at that moment) : Pink misth…?
Fey-lin, nodding : Yui, you came close to the Goo and its… vapors, is that it?
Xiao (stomach churning) : Yes. He was so completely obsessed with the goo. I think we passed through the Grove of Umbra. He needed to meet with someone in the Lakes.
Lai-poko : Who was it?
Xiao : I do not know.
Fey : Could you see him?
Xiao (holding back her tears): Yes, from afar. He was a Tryker, I can’t say anything else about him. I don’t understand. What did I do to him to deserve this?
Lai : Nothing, XIao. You’re not guilty of anything. He’s a mad criminal. What he did to you is just unfair.
Xiao : Yes, but he’s still running free. He can do it again, anytime he chooses to.
Fey: Him? No, he was murdered. This Tryker he met, he’s still unknown.
Phao-zhu : He spoke of his daughter to a MacFay.
Xiao : No, that is impossible. He was behind me in the camp, the other day. You’ve not seen him?
Lai : He would have simulated his death at the hands of Kigan?
Once in Pyr, by the Kami’s grace, Lai-poko, Xiao-mei and Fey-lin prepared to travel to Zora. Fey-lin requested a few moments to rest and send a letter by an izam. Xiao was curious, but didn’t seem to be suspicious. Once the izam was on his way, the three hominas took the road.
In their path lurked no unforeseen trouble before the jungle’s backdoor to the desert. However, the other side was an altogether different story. Fylish (the Torbak) and Kipuckas barred their way, but didn’t do so for long –or passed their way without seeing them.
Skirting Desertstock by the south to avoid getting too close to the goo, they entered Zora and soon met with the Amazons, who have already gotten there by their own means.
They went to the bar, where Fey suggestet that Xiao had a taste of Pe’Psy-Coka, drink that she accepted to taste out of curiosity. Everything was fine.
Fey’s letter was asking for a remedy, made out of purified sap by the Kamis, the same kind of potion Lenja the demented was taking to help her fight the Goo infection she was subject to. The barman gave it to Xiao, who couldn’t tell the difference with Pe’Psy-Coka.
After a serving, Xiao felt ill, her head aching. Fey-Lin was observing her with attention.
Xiao : I’m under the impression two people are warring through my head… I don’t feel irght.
Fey-lin felt slightly uneasy. Nobody knew what were the Goo proportions that went into that drug, but they thought it would be less tan what was inside Lenja’s body, so the Goo could be eliminated by the homina while the effect was suspended by the remedy. Would the rest of the components of that mixture keep any noticeable effect? Fey was wary of that, especially since no one else knew what was happening inside Xiaomei’s body. Slowly, memories were starting to thug in Xiao’s mind.
Fey : Remember, you are in Zora. Concentrate on this place. Fuulao ké.
Xiao : I’ve been… a long time ago. Before I met with a scary Tryker.
Fey : We learnt about5 it, too late, alas. We couldn’t reach you before…
Xiao : Before what? I don’t understand what you’re talking about.
Fey : He brought you to the Verdant Kingdom. Don’t you remember following him on that road?
Xiao : I remember a pink mist… lots of pink misth.
Ingfarah (just coming in the bar at that moment) : Pink misth…?
Fey-lin, nodding : Yui, you came close to the Goo and its… vapors, is that it?
Xiao (stomach churning) : Yes. He was so completely obsessed with the goo. I think we passed through the Grove of Umbra. He needed to meet with someone in the Lakes.
Lai-poko : Who was it?
Xiao : I do not know.
Fey : Could you see him?
Xiao (holding back her tears): Yes, from afar. He was a Tryker, I can’t say anything else about him. I don’t understand. What did I do to him to deserve this?
Lai : Nothing, XIao. You’re not guilty of anything. He’s a mad criminal. What he did to you is just unfair.
Xiao : Yes, but he’s still running free. He can do it again, anytime he chooses to.
Fey: Him? No, he was murdered. This Tryker he met, he’s still unknown.
Phao-zhu : He spoke of his daughter to a MacFay.
Xiao : No, that is impossible. He was behind me in the camp, the other day. You’ve not seen him?
Lai : He would have simulated his death at the hands of Kigan?