Dust of a Star

“Drop the cases,” came a muffled and slightly electronic voice. I almost tried to do something stupid when something or rather someone jumped me from behind. “You're under arrest, ma'am. For stealing from the High Council, the punishment will be decided after a trial.” I heard all of this before. This was my last strike. I was done for. I screwed up.


“Isis Ëaro,” his voice was so smooth. It sounded like water. Something I hadn't heard in a long time. “I am Leatho del Kôhul. I have need of your assistance.” Flags raised in my mind. I couldn't trust this. But wouldn't serving someone be better than dying out here?

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Compilation of myths of the Eltherak. 1

Eltheron Guide