✻ ✻ ✻ ✻ ✻
Well, in the few hours that lapsed I got to see my Nanny and discovered I’m a Primordial! I tell you, this day just keeps getting better and better (and I do say that with utmost sarcasm).
After finishing the last entry, I returned to Bordel and apologized for my outburst. I also renewed my resolve to continue onward and fulfill my obligations. My boss gave a toothy grin. It looked remarkably similar to Achmath’s overly optimistic smiles, which was comforting in it’s own way. But, I wish I had held out five minutes more.
Soon after speaking with Bordel, murmurs of a bounty to deliver and a cart to retrieve had just surfaced when a caravan was spotted. My traitorous heart yearned to run away with it, but luckily I take pride in my integrity. I settled with looking longingly as the group drew nigh and began to pass us. That was when I spotted my Nanny!
“Hannah Gimble?” I called out. Before she could confirm it was her, I found myself walking toward her. Hannah looked at me with the same bout of surprise. She had aged since I last saw her. I was twelve when she moved on to a new family. And here it was, seven years later, her hair graying with winkles about her face.
“Malaney Belrue?” she questioned. Still we collided with one another, I exclaiming something along the lines of, “Normalcy!” It was the greatest comfort I had felt over the last many months. The familiar face and reminder of home was overwhelming, I wish there was a way I could have harnessed it.
After brief introductions, I asked why she was all the way over here. Our home town, Ruebis, was on the other side of the world. According to her, there’s some truth to the rumors swirling about my father’s death. Folk had speculated he died as a result of financial swindling and scandal, but for what I knew of Theedain, he was a good and honest man. The rumors were nothing more than slander thrown out by envious competitors or bitter businessmen who didn’t get their way.
With Hannah headed to Asura to look in on a potential third party involvement, it has filled me with uncertainty. I’m not sure if I am more concerned about my father being involved with some kind of scheme or if he truly was murdered versus dying peacefully.
Anyways, I had to say my goodbyes to Hannah. I clung to her a long moment, tears escaping my eyes. Even though I tried to urge the others to go back to the capital, Fern once more reminded us of her dream that suggested a return would not bode well for us.
Which reminds me, I never wrote down the dream I had the other night. Let’s see... there was this grand scale, both side perfectly balanced. Underneath it was a large, spoked wheel, similar to what you’d find on a great ship. On either side was Bahamut and Tiamat, working together to turn the wheel. If either stopped, the scale would tip, becoming unbalanced, and the wheel would stop moving.
I remember mention it to the others, but everyone else was too groggy or in some kind of funk. As I sit here writing this out, it seems more obvious the omen it was sending, but I’ll get to that later.
After Hannah left, Sugalite departed from our company to return her bounty, and so the five of us continued on East toward a Halfling village. Another hour had barely transpired when we were engulfed in light. I remember freezing, standing as still as I could. When the light dissipated, we found ourselves in a grand room.
In a moment I knew where I was. We were in Bahamut’s home! This knowledge was given me once my eyes rested upon the Platinum Dragon. Granted he was in a mortal disguise, but from what I learned in school, it was undeniably Him! Immediately I dropped into a low curtsy, averting my eyes, and waiting to be acknowledged to rise.
Bahamut greeted us warmly before inquiring about the cup. Though it wasn’t surprising to me how he knew we had it, skepticism was had by the others. The Platinum Dragon then revealed a sleeping Gizmo nearby. Oh how close Sugalite was to seeing her mother.
After showing that we did indeed have the item in question, Bahamut mentioned how two have been secured now. Apparently there’s another group of adventurers who are going about finding the cups for him too.
“So we need not to worry about finding more, right?” I blurted. It would have been better if I had kept that question to myself. Instead He revealed to us the important role we played in the grand scheme of things.
“You five are the Primordials,” He told us with a bow. It was the strangest thing to see a God bow in respect to mortals. I had to wonder if He was mocking us. After some questioning, Bahamut explained that we, the five of us, governed the Gods.
I must have looked so rude with my mouth hung agape. If that is the truth, I would out rank Heironious! Oh how my family would laugh!
We continued to question the validity of our supremeness. The Dragon then reminded us of our dreams, taking the time to walk each of us through them. The significance weighed heavily on my shoulders as I recalled mine. I was the Primordial of Balance. It made sense, at least the way I perceived things. Good and evil have their places. Without opposites, everything I value would hold no meaning. But, at the same time, with how chaotic my life currently is, it seemed impossible that I could balance anything.
“Why, as Primordials, do we have to secure the cups?” I questioned.
“Because you have the power to do so,” Bahamut replied.
“What about the other group? They seem perfectly capable.”
“Indeed. Yet they are the Elementals. Together I imagine both parties will expedite the mission.”
Bahamut went on to explain that there was an Order, the Order of the Empty Cups, whom we were to prevent from ever obtaining a cup. They also are hunting for us. The Order knows of the cups’ powers, hence why the Platinum Dragon wanted them, to make sure they weren’t used improperly.
I still am unsure whether it’s wise to allow Bahamut to have all them, but one of the ideas presented was using the wish the ten cups generated to destroy them. That way no one could use them for good or evil.
Alas, the questions seemed to flow from everyone of us as our Godly potential sunk in. I know it’s far too big for me to grasp currently, but Bahamut assured He’d answer all our questions in due time. First, He wanted to place the cup in His vaults for safekeeping.
And so, we’ve sat a spell in Bahamut’s courts. Everyone’s kept to themselves for the most part, Bordel being the only one moving among us. Kimaris did poke at me for a bit, but he lost interest as I ignored him. I don’t know what I’m going to do with that boy...
So some questions that are sifting through my head currently are:
-Why would I be one?
-Are my parents Primordials? And,
-How is it we all managed to be together?
Seriously... I feel like I’m being tricked. However, I’ll fuss later. I can see Bordel making his way over.
✻ ✻ ✻ ✻ ✻
No comments:
Post a Comment