Chapter 70: My Tribe (Repost)

Chapter 70: My Tribe (Repost)

Mage lord Elzri Noir was 82 years old, yet because of his drow heritage he only looked to be in his 60s. His natural grey hair was long and tied in an intricate ponytail with silver string. Wrinkles danced around his calm grey eyes. He had a thin face and high cheekbones. His grey skin was bereft of hair save for his scalp. He wore an elaborate long white robe reminiscent of a mages black robe. An orichalcum black necklace with six different color gemstones hung from his neck.

Ive requested your presence many times these past few months, yet this is the first time you actually chose to visit, why? Elzri asked without bothering to glance at his granddaughter.

Im a busy woman, what more do you want me to say? Loh smirked.

Elzri spoke with a calm cadence, refusing to rise to her jeer, My secretary tells me that you used the power of our surname to imprison and execute a drow secretary by the name of Byrel. Is that true?

Since when have you cared about commoners? She crossed her arms.

I care about what happens in my academy. I take my position as principal of this prestigious school quite seriously, unlike some child with their teaching position, Elzri said while he continued to read his tome.

If you dont want me teaching here, then why hire me in the first place? She spat.

Tauri Katag begged me to take you on at this academy. Did you think I hired you because of some familial sentiment? Please. I taught you better than that. The only reason I tolerate your presence in this academy is because house Katag now owes me a favor.

Loh clenched her fists. She hadnt known what her friend had done. Damn Tauri for not telling her and letting her walk into the dragons den unprepared. She needed to say something, anything to rattle this old mans cold exterior, but she couldnt think of a single word. The moment slipped by, it was too late.

So, is it true, the incident with Byrel? Elzri asked.

What if it was? She began channeling mana through her body.

Then I would want to know if the use of our Houses name means you have decided to return to the Noir family.

She laughed bitterly, Thats why you called me here? Dream on, old man, I-

Lohs words caught in her mouth. She couldnt move a muscle. Dark shadows curled around her limbs, small grey curse symbols dotted around her entire body, restricting even her breath.

You would do well to give me the respect I deserve. Remember that, child, he said, ice clear in his voice. Yet, still he did not look at Loh.

The black and grey spells disappeared as quickly as they had come. Loh coughed and gasped for breath. How could she not have noticed he was multicasting? And whats worse he made it seem so easy. In just a span of a few moments he had already shamed her twice for her own ineptitude.

Dont waste my time, Loh.

She hated seeing this monster. Im not planning on returning to house Noir. This was a one time incident. I dont plan on using your surname if I can help it, she said through grit teeth.

Our surname. Ignoring reality doesnt change reality. He sighed, I had planned for you to be my successor as head of the family. I had hoped you had changed your mind regarding your self-imposed exile. But, alas foolishness cannot be cured.

Id rather be foolish than a kin-slayer, she snapped.

And yet, somehow, youve managed to be both, he remarked.

The words pierced her like a blade through the gut.

Take that back, she said with a shaky voice.

Elzri ignored her, No matter your choice on rejoining the family, you shouldnt have killed that secretary. You are right, I dont care about a single commoners life. I care about what the majority have to offer, the power they can give to this academy, this city, and House Noir. My granddaughter killing one of the schools staff without any trial has only served to put all the staff, magi included, on edge. It makes them less effective at their job.

Byrel would have been convicted at a trial, I didnt see the point in wasting time. Besides, I had my reasons.

And what reasons were those?

She tried to kill my apprentice, Loh admitted.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

Ah, yes. You have an apprentice now, so Ive heard. A hybrid and an odd one at that. Although, I must admit I am glad that you have embraced the will to truly teach on your own, finally. Still, you should have imprisoned Byrel and consulted me before deciding her fate.

Byrels fate was decided the moment she tried to harm Stryg. I wont let anyone endanger the life of my apprentice, not while I still have breath, she said resolutely.

Elzris mouth twisted, If this is about Aizel then-

Dont you dare say his name! Loh screamed.

Elzri made a half-smile as he turned a page of his tome.Are you being serious?

You dont get to fucking say his name. Not here, not ever. Anger flared in her shimmering eyes.

Elzri finally looked at Loh and sized her up, Why did you come here?

...I came here because my apprentice is special, Loh pursed her lips.

Yes, youve made it amply clear that you care for the hybrid, Elzri tapped his fingers.

I do care for him, more than you could have ever cared for me. But, thats not the point. Stryg is a prime mage.

Hello, Mr. Polamtal, why dont you go take a seat over at the bar, Feli said curtly.

Anyfffing fo you, Rorik saluted haphazardly and stumbled away.

Everyones looking at us, Kithina muttered.

Theyre curious to see the people who came in with Stryg. Hes pretty notorious around here, Feli explained.

What, did he kill someone or something? Kithina joked.

Yes, pretty gruesomely too, Feli noted.

Oh, Kithina muttered.

The four of them found a table in the corner away from view. Carla walked over and began to take their orders.

Ill have some mead and make sure you dont mess it up, Ill be sure to share some with Stryg, Feli warned.

Carla sighed, Understood.

May I have some blackberry mead please, Kithina requested.

Ill take some regular mead for now, Stryg said.

Carla nodded and came back with their drinks. She then turned to Callum who was still eyeing the taverns food with a look of indecision.

Carla sidled up next to him. Are you still having trouble deciding? I can get you anything you want, you know. And I do mean anything, Carla whispered into his ear.

Callum turned to her with a wide fang-sharp smile, And here I thought you didnt have a wide variety of selection. In that case Ill have some fresh blood, preferably from your shoulder, but Ill settle with your wrist.

Carla blanched, I-I, uh. Im not sure we have that. Let me go check in the kitchen. She ran off without a second thought.

Callum frowned, Ill take that as a no. He was already missing having one of his maids nearby.

Kithina burst into laughter. Feli hid a smile behind her hand. Strygs mind was elsewhere.

Stryg had found out just a few days ago that he was a prime mage. The rarest type of manifold mage. Yet, instead of being happy, Loh had seemed worried, stressed even. She made him promise not to tell anyone about the exam or its results.

Stryg didnt know what the problem was, but he wasnt surprised. He had always been odd and somehow always found a way to mess things up. He recalled Plums tear-stricken face.

Even the best of things, Stryg sighed and clasped his clawed hands together tightly.

Back in Vulture Woods, despite being a child of a sylvan tribe, Stryg never felt as a part of the tribe. He always wanted to be. He always strived to be accepted by them, to be seen as a great warrior. He had failed that dream and had ended up alone, a freak among the rest. His magic was supposed to fix that, but now it even made him more of a freak.

Plums voice echoed in his mind, A Monster.

Are you feeling okay? Feli placed her hand over his.

Callum cleared his throat, I can only imagine how stressed you are about the matter with Plum. But, Im sure youll figure things out one way or another. And if you cant, well always have your back, no matter what.

Here, here! Kithina and Feli raised their mugs in unison.

Strygs eyes wandered around the table in disbelief at their kind words. For the first time in his life he realized he didnt feel alone, sitting among these strange people. A shrewd human, an awkward dwarf, and a strange hybrid like himself. He felt oddly at home.

Something cracked inside him, a weight he hadnt realized he had been carrying for a very long time.

Stryg? Feli asked.

Stryg blinked and touched his cheek, it was wet. His eyes widened in horror. Was he actually crying? He hadnt cried since his failure in the night challenge, so many moons ago. Theyd laugh at him just as they had back then. Theyd call him weak and undeserving of life.

Callum looked away and pretended to not notice. Kithina sipped her drink. Feli smiled warmly and kissed him on the cheek.

Were here for you, Feli whispered.

And were not going anywhere, Kithina spoke into her mug.

Stryg didnt understand. They werent goblins. They werent even warriors. But they stood by him just the same. They were his friends, his tribe.

Book 1 End

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