A long search after a long lost friendship…
Shared dreams and hopes…
Red haired girl followed the steps of nameless artist and found the scholar called Selenos in the Scholar’s Star Archives. A man plunged in his thoughts. He said only be able to help her if she can tell the exact day of the dealing. Another ran back to the prancing to see if she could learn the date.
Not Barliman… not anyone else… but luck…
Kuzgun met another man by chance, even weird looking than Hodek who was planting a knife on the barrel as muttering about people and calling them morons. He even presumed Kuzgun one of the staff and slipped his empty mug, asking for another ale. She said nothing, just took the mug and refilled it. Her patience prized with more than a few coins. Even though he knew nothing about the paintings or the artist he recalled the butcher. Obviously he had a downer on him yet he told Kuzgun where he lives.
“Stairs” he said “can’t miss it, full of bloody cats all around”
And he was right when she found the cats, she found the butcher… Kind hearted poor man…
“Another lonely soul of this world” Kuzgun thought after leaving his home. With the date on her hand she went to the scholar’s Archive once more.
“Two weeks ago.. Tuesday”
“9 th of the month”
For a moment it seemed she lost the trail of him. Selenos had no idea of the artists name or where he might have gone yet he confirmed the sale.
“He wanted to buy as much colors as he could, until the last copper.” Selenos said “I remember thinking: how this guy who looks so weak will spend days and nights in the nature?”
Although the scholar didn’t know where he might have headed another, Branx, gave the name Falathorn.
Falathorn…
The lands of fey…
A place where he might find a bit of peace…
