Auricward

What is life in the Inquisition without never-ending paperwork and reports?

‘Are you armed?’ he asked as they ran. ‘I'm supposed to be on shore leave, damn you-’ ‘Gwenllian-’ They stopped, gasping for breath, and the dark courtyard they found themselves in loomed around them. She pulled him down behind a statue plinth as footsteps echoed after them. ‘I've got straight silver and my wits and you,’ she snapped. ‘So yes, Interrogator, I am fething armed.’ Her accent was back, but she was angry, not afraid. He glanced at her in the dim light, her face determined. ‘There's another alleyway behind us. Go.’ ‘Absolutely not-’ ‘I want to try and end this without involving the Arbites and I can only do it by wielding my authority. Right now you undermine that. Go find the nearest club or bar or whatever and get lost in the people. It'll make you harder to track.’ ‘Heinrix-’ ‘Go,’ he hissed. ‘This isn’t your fight.’ She hesitated, then pressed the Tanith blade into his hand. Thirty centimetres of cold metal. His fingers curled around it, brushing against hers. ‘Bring it back to me,’ she whispered, and vanished into the darkness. He followed her heartbeat as far as he could, then turned to brace for their pursuers. Cold winds surged in the narrow alleyway as he retraced his steps, drawing on the currents of the Empyrean, purple witchlight reflecting from the walls. ‘Interrogator Van Calox,’ called a voice. ‘Your masters are displeased with you.’ ‘Show yourself, coward,’ he snarled back. Four large men detached themselves from the shadows. ‘You're to come with us, Interrogator.’ ‘I do not believe I will,’ he responded icily. ‘If Lord Inquisitor Calcazar had a problem, he would come and see me himself.’

A new character - a new page. Eogunn has been added to the table! I also did something long needed and sorted out Solomorne's barks. As much as I could. There are too many of them.