Essyrn was surprisingly noisy for a city in the middle of the desert. Thankfully it wasn’t as hot at the Kishahn Jungle though, something Dalisme was very glad of. Currently she was sat at a table outside the local tavern with a cold drink, Fara was a few feet away drinking from the trough and generally annoying the other horses.
The red head had eventually made her way out of the hell that was the Kishahn Jungle and had crossed the desert until she had made it to civilisation. After her trek across the desert she had made a mental note to never do it again. Her next stop was Zantaric somewhere she wasn’t too keen on going but she had been there before and she was not as naïve as some people.
It was said to be a good place to obtain information and Essyrn was as well, that was partly why she was in a tavern. If she heard any interesting gossip she might go and investigate, it wasn’t like she had anything better to do.
So far the titbits of information had been boring, bent merchants, the increasing price of fabric, Mordecai being seen in various places, the usual sort of things.
She scanned across the room until she saw too quite shady looking individuals in one corner with the look of people from Zantaric.
“You here about that bounty hunter guy?�
“Which one?�
“Naressa’s Velas’ son, blonde, always hunts magic users.�
“Oh, Jiva. Yeah what about him?�
Jiva…it had been a while she had heard that name. Ah Jiva, her teacher’s son, brooding and arrogant and never seemed to like her. He was kind of cute though. What had he done now?
“They say he killed his mother’s student.
“Dalisme? Nah he couldn’t kill her she’s too strong.�
Ah, recognition, she liked it when people knew she was powerful.
…Wait a minute did they just say Jiva had killed her?
“No really, he cornered her in Thanatos and killed her. Buried her there too they say.�
“Maybe Naressa will go check. Make her an easy target for bounty hunters. Hey we should go there in case she shows up. Imagine how much we could make from that mark.�
Those two were going to kill Naressa? Not on her watch. Dalisme downed the rest of her drink and stood up.
“Hey losers!� she shouted across to the two men, “I’m Dalisme.�
She then slammed her palms onto the floor causing a hole to open up where the men were sitting. They fell into it with a loud and resounding thud.
Dalisme turned sharply and headed across to the trough. She untied Fara and began walking down the street, with people moving out of her way in fear as she did. So Jiva was claiming he had killed her. She knew Jiva had been a bounty hunter for a while and the only likely reason for him to be trying to kill her was if there was a bounty on her head. She wasn’t aware of that. Maybe it was because of that incident with the slave.
She wasn’t dead quite obviously, had Jiva set a trap for her? No Jiva wasn’t that smart, he could be a bit devious but she doubted he would ever think of something like that. There was of course the possibility he had killed someone who looked like her thinking it was her but the only person that was likely to be was…No Emora, was in La’Marri, she was safe. It was too far from Thanatos.
Dalisme would just have to go to Thanatos, if it was trap so be it. If Jiva wanted a fight he was going to get one.
