Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Chapter 5 (Cont)

Once the deal was made, it took about a week for Andras to make a complete list of the demons roaming the country as well as the way to lure them into traps, what bodies they were in and how to defeat them. It was a very detailed list and our guild at  The Witch's Broom soon was receiving more fame then we knew what to do with. The names that were on everyone's tongues were Jacks, the man who was thrown from the army for. . . Well there were many rumors on that. There was the "Cat-Man", which made Jacks and I laugh a little too much. His apparent story that everyone seemed to know was he was a man once and now had been turned into a cat, that he had angered a wizard and decided to fight all wizards who broke the laws. And finally, Jasper Huntsman. The man in the red cloak. The man known for killing twenty mercenaries with a single arrow, for the wrestling with two bears and winning, as well as the killing of the sheriff of Woodside. No one at the guild ever tried to denounce rumors, they seemed to enjoy the attention, no matter who it was on, as long as the guild was held in good standing because of it.
The next few days were hectic, Jacks, Felix and I decided to help out and clear some names off the list as well, and now we had Andras along with us. Though he usually kept quiet and would have Lilith speak for him, and had to be carried most of the time, in a fight he was invaluable. His skill with a small blade was tremendous and stealth was as easy as breathing. He always took care of Lilith, whether it was erasing her memory of what he had to do or bringing up she as hungry but too shy to say anything to us.
Although, it was still odd. At night I could sense someone watching me, and when I awoke, Andras' eyes were glowing from outside my tent and across the fire, smiling like he knew a great secret. Knowing I was being watched by a demon may seem like the biggest problem, but in due time, it would be the least, especially with what came next.
The harvest festival for the town of Oar had finally ended and we were allowed to accept jobs once more instead of participating in the towns traditions. When I finally was able to make it to the board there was but one more still there. All it mentioned was a tower in which there seemed to be someone living in it, but every time the villagers would try to find out more, some ghost or force seemed to turn them away.
I returned to the cabin while Jacks was resting underneath the tree by the cabin and showed him what I had taken he looked it over himself, so did Felix who had been napping on Jack' lap. "Do you recognize that tower Jasper?" Felix asked.
"Should I?"
"Take a closer look ad tell me you do not remember." I took the paper again, now that it had been mentioned, something in my mind was gnawing at me but I could not figure it out. "It has a history, but beyond that I don't recall. Why what is it?"
Felix looked at the page once more, "It is the old grounds of the Mage college in this country, and where I myself set up my summoning circles.."