Vega smiled slightly at Kura, and then Elisabeth. Kura nodded back and then Elisabeth said that she'd been worried about her. That caused a single eyebrow to raise. But, Vega kept quiet and listened. Elisabeth was having visions and Vega was in them? Kura was brief in her assessment of what was going on, and she was clear. That worked for Vega. She listened to the visions that Elisabeth was having and Vega's eyes swirled in fast-moving colours, mingling and mixing. For a moment, she was quiet. Then, she lifted her head.
"Schnizzle my snoot," she said. But, in typical Vega fashion, she addressed the last point Elisabeth made first. She spoke to the two of them.
"If whatever's goin' on here is only impactin' this place," she said, gesturing to the area they were.
"Then that would be reasonable. The Death Forged is not Faldrass. It's the whole island" She frowned, and sighed.
"If you want to let people know, I'd suggest you pull in Saoire an' Darius an' the other Barons, too. It's much bigger'n Faldrass though. An' if your crime-lord might be involved, he's tappin' into a lot of power." Lets go somewhere quiet, Vega, Arlo had said. Bloody hell.
"A'right" Vega said.
"I'll tell you what those visions are about an', if you want," she said to Kura.
"I'll introduce you to someone who was there." Vega sighed, slightly, and then sat on the floor.
"I was in the Order of the Adunih, in ScalvTown," she explained.
"It were Cylus, in arc 718. An orphan kid had gone missin'," she said.
"Ser Danzek, he were pretendin' to be a knight, he'd gone to 'slay the fire demon' accordin' to his friend, a kid called Zanadika who was there. So, I went lookin' for him." Vega shrugged slightly.
"I followed his tracks, an' found an' Inn. The one you saw," Vega said to Elisabeth.
"I guess, anyhow. Burned down. He'd gone in there, I tracked him. But all that were there was this molten rose. Like, the metal were normal metal, but the flower it was glowin'." She shrugged slightly, like it was an important, if irritating detail.
"Then, the place started burnin' around me an' this person formed out of fire. Pure fire, he was. An' he told me I have to get out." Vega looked at Kura then.
"This were before the Docks." Vega figured Kura would know that this was important, and why. Fire didn't bother her as much, back then.
"An' I told the fire dude to jog on. I needed to save the kid an' he could help or get lost. Then, the fire dude talked about the," she frowned slightly, remembering. When she closed her eyes she could still smell the place.
"The Prince of Eternal Mercies. He killed someone there, in that Inn." Looking between the two of them, Vega spoke earnestly.
"It's important that you understand this. Really understand it. The fire-bloke was like a mish-mash of every person that it had killed. It were some kind of fire spirit, I think, but every soul that had died, it had consumed them. So, it had a jazillion different personalities, an' a jazillion more voices. That's important."
It was. It was important for the ending.
"Then, the fire-bloke said that Ser Danzek had tried to kill it, an' failed. Then, in a different voice said I had to escape, but then turned into this avriel-lookin' winged nasty fire dude, an' the whole burned out Inn reformed, but it was fire, an' smoke. So, I hit the molten rose with my sword." She'd been so very afraid. She couldn't breathe, the fire had been all around her.
"It were annoyin' me, for one, an' I figured it might be controllin' the fire. So, I hit it." She smiled slightly, then shrugged.
"It was like hittin' a wall of iron. My sword was stuck there, somehow, an' the fire-dude walked over to me. As he walked, he were different forms, constantly shiftin' an' changin', an' then he was the Avriel again, an' he pointed at the rose an' said 'Burn'. Jus' that. One word." She pulled the sword she had with her, and laid it down on the ground, gesturing for either or both of them to have a look.
"It were that sword. It turned molten, an' then so did my hand an' my arm, an' then I passed out." Vega smiled.
"An' it were inside me then. All the voices, all the people. The kid, it wanted to kill the kid so bad."
Vega looked down at her hand, which she then held out, palm upward. On it was a scar in the perfect shape of a
roseMod description: an impossibly ornate rose.
"It was strong, so strong in my head," she said. Lifting her gaze, she looked at Kura and then Elisabeth.
"It told me that I would burn the boy, consume him. That I was them, now, that I was it. An' I heard them in my head. There were so many voices. Hundreds, maybe thousands. An' every one of them had died in fire." She smiled at Kura, then.
"When I burned alive, in the docks, I recognised the feelin'. They'd all done it. Every one." Vega sighed slightly, then carried on.
"It started then. The draw, almost impossible to resist, to go an' find the boy. To kill him. To burn him." Literal embers started to spark off Vega as she spoke, and she stood up. No longer willing to sit, she stood and spoke.
"An' all these voices tellin' me every fear, every insecurity I'd ever had. Tauntin' an' pokin' an' tryin' to break me." She shook her head.
"Idiots. Anyhow, then I heard another voice. A kind one. A nice man, the Prince of Eternal Mercies killed him. He saved a baby in that fire. An' he told me that I could quiet the voices a while. But then, they jus' kept shoutin' over him."
Picking up her sword, Vega spoke calmly.
"I'm gonna show you what was happenin', nothin' for you to worry about," she said. And, holding her sword, the blade turned into molten lava. The heat emanating from it was incredible. She did that, then stopped it and it was once again a sword.
"Whenever I picked up a blade, or a weapon, the weapon an' my hand, then arm, did that. I never let it get beyond my elbow." She'd known what would happen if she did. But just so that they knew.
"I knew that if I let it, it would reach my heart an' I'd be gone." Vega sighed, slightly.
"An' the voices were constant. Every fear, every insecurity, an' pushin' me always to go an' find that boy. I wanted to, I really did. Jus' to shut them up." She wasn't ashamed to admit that. Because that was just what she had felt. Vega very much believed that you judged someone by what they did.
"So, I left." Vega grinned slightly, but her eyes were serious.
"I'm tellin' you this so you understand why." She lifted up her hand, showing her wrist.
"Arlo made me this,". On it was a braided leather band style bracelet. Woven into the band were stones; the largest of them was a large faceted mystic topaz which shone in a range of colours as it caught the light. Fixed into the braid were six brilliant blue zircon stones on either side.
"He made it for my birth-trial, in 717. I have never celebrated it, because it was the trial my mama died. But, on that trial, Xiur marked me an' Arlo made me this." She showed the small area of the mystic topaz that was burned, slightly charred.
"He got it out of the docks for me. Re-made it. Reforged, I suppose." She shook her head then.
"I don't care about things, not at all, never have. But this is the most important thing I have." She was quiet a moment, then took a drink from a hipflask she had in her pocket.
"I went back to our boat, an' I left it on the table. I couldn't write to him, because I hadn't learnt to read by then. But I knew he'd know. I left that, an' I went up the Scalvoris Mountains." Smiling at Elisabeth, she shrugged.
"I reckon you saw me there. I figured, it were Cylus an' it could freeze Treid's todger righ' off. So, I weren't around people an' I weren't likely to burn anythin'." She paused, then, and glanced at them.
"Both still with me?" It was a straightforward and linear story, but just in case. Once they'd both acknowledged they were, or they had asked any questions, Vega carried on.
"I were up the mountains four trials. I couldn't sleep an' the voices were jus' constant. I couldn't control them. I couldn't hunt, because every time I lifted a weapon, I started turnin' into lava-lassie, an' I couldn't eat anythin' because I couldn't prepare it, skinnin' requires weapons. Even a bread knife did it." She shook her head.
"I knew that either I'd get it under control, or I'd die. Those were my two options, an' I was fine with that. But then, Arlo arrived." She rolled her eyes and did her best not to appear deeply in love.
"Cassion had pulled him in for some thing they did. Cassion's Gambit. Anyhow, he dropped him back home. An' for Arlo, home is where I am. So he turned up an' he wouldn't go away." Of course. She smiled.
"So, he hunted an' cooked, an' I tried to control the lava. He protected my sleep, too, stopped me from burnin' in it, so I slept. Three trials later, I were feelin' much better. An', then, I heard the voices say it was comin', an' I felt my soul burn. Nothin' has ever hurt more, before or after, not even bein' burnt alive. It roared through me, an' all of me turned molten within a trill."
She looked at Elisabeth, and she smiled.
"That's when the mountain ripped in two. The whole mountain were shakin', an' the nice guy, he said 'it's time', in my head. An' then, risin' out of the steps were a fire creature. I called him Chuckles" She looked down at her hand, at the scar.
"An' he said that the Death Forged had to go down there. An' then it threatened Arlo. An' I realised." She sighed. She didn't want to tell them this. But if it was important, if it could save someone, somehow.
"I realised that it needed me to give in to it. It couldn't force me, I had to join it. That was why it was showin' me my fears. So, I told it that it was both of us, or neither. The ghost of a man who'd died in the Darbyton Derby" - Kura had been there, Vega recalled -
"he helped us, an' he helped Arlo get down there. It would have melted him to nothin' in a heartbeat, if not. Jus' the heat."
But Chuckles had agreed, Vega said.
"An' Chuckles said that line you heard. So, we went down, an' down, into the Heart of Scalv." And there, they had fought.
"There was a rose, jus' like the one in the Inn but about fifty times bigger," She sat again, a frown on her face.
"The Death Forged Rose, it were restricting this crystal, an' the crystal was flames. It's the ScalvFlame," she said.
"We fought Wilma the Wonder Weed, an' we killed it. It released the hold it had on the ScalvFlame." Ironically, since the battle itself had been so epic, she summed it up quickly. They fought, they won, Wilma snuffed it.
"Arlo touched a snowcrystal to the molten rose I called Wilma an' eventually, it spread out an' Wilma turned to ice." She shrugged slightly.
"An' Chuckles an' the other fire elementals, they protected the ScalvFlame, but all the voices in my head, they saw that we were winnin', an' they helped. In the final reckonin', they helped." Sitting, Vega fiddled with the bracelet she had shown them earlier.
"An' then, we left an' on the way down we met Xiur an' Cassion." Vega pulled her dress open slightly and on her chest was the pulsing heart of Daia's mark, but it was the heart of a beautiful glowing dragon made from what seemed like stars. To anyone who knew, the intricacy of that mark told just
how blessed by Xiur she was.
"Arlo is Cassion marked. I'm Xiur. I guess that's why the two of them were there." Of course, Cassion was also her father-in-law, but that wasn't hers to tell.
"Deep down there, there's the Heart of Scalv. An', so Chuckles tells me, it isn't until balance is restored that it'll be safe there again. It's lava down there, but it's more than that. It's like the flame what burned was ice, too, an' it was earth, an' it was air. But all flame. I dunno, I'm not the best with words." She smiled, sadly.
"That crystal flame. It's... well. It's the ScalvFlame." Sitting up, Vega turned her gaze to Kura, and she spoke seemingly to the Albarech alone.
"I've burned an' bled for this place. You know that. An' I trust you to be doin' the same. So. I'll do two things. First one, I'll tell you what they said to us, when it was over."
"They said, "We are the protectors of this crystal. It is older than all of us. Older than those whose marks you carry. We don't even know what it does, what it is. Just that it is important. We were created to protect it, and had it not been for you, we would've failed entirely. We owe you an unpayable debt. Both of you,." they said." The words were etched into her mind, the moment vivid.
"An' then, " We will rebuild the temple, replenish our forces." an' then they asked me to help one of them. " Vega smiled softly.
"Chuckles, as I called him. He's here, with me, but he's a bein' made of fire. He's protected the ScalvFlame for thousands of arcs, or however long. If it's in danger, he'll want to help you."
Vega smiled softly.
"If it's involvin' that place, I think you should meet him. But he protects me, an' I'll need to persuade him to go with you." She shrugged slightly.
"An' that's the second thing I'll do, if you want, that is. Because I can't. I can't help you." She turned an earnest gaze to them.
"I'm pregnant. An' I'm not riskin' my baby. But Chuckles will help, I'm sure, if I ask him to an' you want me to. Either way, I imagine you've got questions." And then, she lapsed into silence and waited to hear them.