Author’s email: firstname.lastname@example.org
Characters: Calanthe and some originals
Rating: NC-17- rooning
Beta: Thevina/thrihyrne Thank you for beta, help, encouragement and SO much more!!
Any remaining mistakes are mine.
Spoilers: Enchantments of Flesh and Spirit, Bewitchments of Love and Hate, Fulfillments of Fate and Desire
Synopsis: Cal has an adventure and encounter before he first gets to Immanion
Disclaimer: All the characters, their world and all things Wraeththu belong to Storm Constantine, to whom I am very grateful.
This was originally posted in unbeta’d form on 3/2/08 at Raythoo LiveJournal Group
If anyone read this – thank you! Again, I will appreciate your comments.
Also coming soon, a sequel “The Dawning”
The sun was just setting, casting dark and peaceful shadows over the land. Cal was able to make out the outline of the town he headed towards. It was more of a city, really, or at least it must have been in the past before its decline. He was grateful to be getting near some semblance of civilization, for that meant a drink, a meal, a bath and a bed, preferably in that order. He’d had enough of outdoor living for a while. As he’d been walking, in recent hours he’d noticed signs that indicated that he was nearing a town. There had been more makeshift dwellings and a few abandoned cars in various states of decay lining the road. Soon he saw a sign that read Welcome to Path’s Crossing. As he entered the city, he decided to go into the first halfway reputable looking establishment he came across. A sign hanging outside a fairly nice looking building proclaiming Pathway Inn caught his eye.
Hmmmm, looks good enough, he thought to himself, and entered. As the door closed behind him, he stomped the dust from his boots, brushed it from his clothes and raked it from his wild blond hair. He decided the first order of business was a drink. He went to the bar and ordered a double shot of very strong harish liquor. He sat at a table just enjoying his drink and a smoke, and the fact that he was able to just sit for a while. A small commotion at the other end of the room interrupted his reverie. A very tall, imposing har with long brown hair in a ponytail had entered with several others, who seemed to be some sort of entourage of his, and they were laughing rather loudly. This har seemed to be someone important, at least in his own opinion, Cal mused.
After a period of laughing it up and talking to the other hara at the bar, they came sauntering over to find a table. When they sat down, Cal immediately felt the tall har’s eyes on him. When he looked up, the har was staring right at him with a smug sort of smile on his face. Cal quickly looked away, but it was too late, the har was already moving over towards him. Cal continued to stare at the table top, thinking to himself that the last thing he wanted tonight was to have to fend off the unwanted advances of a super sized har with a probable ego to match. Suddenly, another drink like the one he had appeared in the space on the table he was staring at. He had no choice but to look up. His eyes met the other har’s.
“Greetings tiahaar. You’re obviously new here, because I know everyone around here and I don’t know you.” He paused and sat down across from Cal. ”But I would like to.”
What a nerve. Cal thought. He’s completely full of himself. He wanted to tell him to shove off. Cal had learned the hard way, however, that sometimes, finesse was the better way to go.
Before he could say anything, the tall har extended his hand in greeting and said, “I am Fariv and I’m pleased to meet you.”
“I’m Cal.” He shook the extended hand.
“Cal, very nice to make your acquaintance. Are you staying here a while?”
“Just passing through.”
“Pity. Where are you headed?”
“Wherever the road takes me, I guess.”
“Hmmm, a bit of mystery…most intriguing. Well, can you tell me at least whether you’re running from something or going towards something?”
“Both, if the truth be known.”
“Ah, the truth, I’m not going to be getting much of that from you am I?”