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Wings and eyes…

Wings and eyes…

Wings and eyes and – The Shrike flinched as a knife suddenly sliced through the air, clattering on the marble besides his feet.  His gaze dropped to the blade, vision blurring with unshed tears.

I can’t escape it.

This place is worse than Spire. 

He pried an arm from his knees and gingerly touched the blade, only dimly aware of the commotion in the background.  A fight, most likely.  Not unexpected for a place like this.  The knife was cold and solid beneath his fingers, an expertly crafted blade wrought for one purpose…

“Who are you?” he whispered the question, to no one in particular – there were plenty of strange faces in this hall, and none of them were particularly kind.

“Meir – Who the blinking are you?”  The question was not unkind, although the girl’s raised spear said otherwise.

Good question.

“Considering that you just appeared from thin air, I think we get to ask that.  I’m Kongar and that’s my friend Chantara.”  Isn’t she charming?”  The Shrike lifted his gaze to see a fierce man standing over him, a wide grin smeared across his face.  A girl glared up at him and tugged her hood over her face.

“No.”  His hair rippled down his spine as he shoved it back from his face.  “Is this your knife?”  He grasped the weapon firmly, dragging it back towards his feet.

“Not that I really care.  It’s mine now.”  He shoved it in his pocket, a faint smile passing over his lips as Kongar stared, aghast.

Pocket dimensions.  You should get one.

Perhaps it was valuable.  It could come in handy, especially if this Kongar fellow should wish to strike a bargain…

Wings and eyes…

Wings and eyes…

Wings and so many eyes…

@this-is-not-an-alien @rose-colored-fancy Just letting you guys know, the Shrike is rather undeveloped and I’m not sure of the extent of his powers.  So far I only know that he’s a powerful reality bender, so he might be a little inconsistent 🙂