Shunned

Great Desert of Skulls

Vastad shook his mighty head. When the time came He wouldn't ask. He would take. The difference between War and Justice was a razor and He walked that line on a silver blade.

He had come for the Child of the Void but not the way she understood it. Like He said earlier both Voah Sahnsuur and this Vauxian had parts to play in the coming events. Bigger parts than they imagined.

His former champion trekked towards this continents Holy City. The seat of power of the so called Twins Gods. And with her walked a Child of the Void. Vastad knew now she would protect him with her life if needed. And although others would have preferred to kill the traitor and capture the Vauxian he was content for fate to take its course. The possibilities called for it. Let the chips fall where they may.

"You will walk the path you have chosen Voah Sahnsuur, but without the boons we have given you..." He told Voah and she felt a strong sharp pain in her arm. The badly healed coyote bite seemed to open slightly and started to bleed. She felt aches and pains from old injuries she had not felt in ages. She gasped in pain.

He turned his back on her. Let her think he had turned His back on her. That she no longer was of any use or concern to the Pillars.

He strode into the desert, His mighty shoulders set against the rising wind.

His parting words ringing in her ears ominiously.
"Next time we meet, Voah Sahnsuur, you WILL kiss the blade..."