[Firenze]: 56.Sharman - The New Beginning: Chapter9

CHAPTER NINE – NEW ACQUAINTANCES

Night slowly drew away across the Dra’morrigu Mountains and the glorious Sun began to peak over the mountain peaks. Kerrin walked and seemed relieved that she had managed to escape the city and the Sharman’s Guild but she knew in her heart that she would be found soon but by whom she did not know.

The Dra’morrigu Mountains were known for the mysterious disappearances of people travelling through its passes. Villagers that live near the mountains believe that there is a monster known as Anu that hunts down any traveller who enters his domain. But other villagers believe there are a group of Black Sharman called the Dagda who practise the dark arts and any traveller that comes across their path is killed for their spirits. Sharman are wary of these mountains but Kerrin had no fear of them and was willing to cross through them to reach the province of Eihwaz.

Kerrin entered the Laz’rac pass with no fear. With the little supplies she had, she knew that at some point on her journey she will have to hunt for food or die. The pass itself is long and treacherous, the land covered with a constant layer of untainted white snow. The coldness of the snow crept into her shoes, her legs began to shiver, and her body was almost frozen with cold. But never the less she kept walking, deeper and deeper into the snow until she had to stop and take shelter in a near by cave.

The cave was cold and dark but there was wood left in the corner, Kerrin crawled to the wood and piled it in front of her, she pulled out a tinder box containing two flints and a small amount of tinder. She pulled some of the tinder out of the box and placed it amongst the wood and began chipping the two pieces of flint over an over again until the tinder caught a light and began to gently smoke. Carefully she blew and a flame came into existence and began to emanate a soft flame from the centre of the pile of wood. After a few minutes heat and light could be seen leaving the caves entrance and going off into the blizzard that was constantly there all year round.

Kerrin curled up into a ball next to the spirited fire and began thinking to herself what’s going to happen to me, am I going to die here or what. As she thought this to herself she began to fall asleep and slowly she was becoming colder and hypothermia.

Day slipped by hour by hour and soon night began to draw in but Kerrin still slept and did not move a single toe. On a peak of the Samaraga Mountain sat a lone figure watching the cave which Kerrin was sleeping in. Silently he made a swift movement down the mountain, heading towards her cave. The man was apart of The Dagda, an outcast Sharman. After his swift decent down the mountain, he entered the cave and walked towards Kerrin. Lonely he knelt next to her and gently swept her fringe aside to feel her forehead with the back of his soft bony fingers. She stirred slightly and her head turned to face him, slowly she opened her eyes and saw him there. She tried to sit up but was too weak to sit up.

“Do not try to much young one, you are drained of all your magical energies and need to regain some before your trek tomorrow, you have a fever but that vill soon fade avay” said the mysterious Sharman.

“Who are you? And how did you know I was here?” asked Kerrin weakly.

“My name is Domitri, I am what the people call a Sharman but I do not serve the Guild or the King, I am a part of The Dagda order and you do not need to know how I knew you vere here. May I ask, vhat your name might be?” asked Domitri.

“My name is Kerrin, Family of Tir but really my last name should be Perdhro as that is my real Father’s surname. My mother married a man called Othel of Tir but she was originally engaged to wed the High Sharman, Morea of Perdhro but that is of no importance” replied Kerrin.

“Ah so you are Morea’s long lost daughter, I ‘ave heard lots about you from the other Dagda. Do not worry I vill not harm you and neither vill the other Dagda. I ‘ave been sent to speak vith you, ve know that your powers released themselves and that you fear the Guild but you do not ‘ave to fear them vhilst vith us, anyvay get some rest ve vill speak more tomorrow” Domitri pushed her head down gently and willed her to speak no more and with that Kerrin fell back asleep.