This can't be true . . .

[Evelond Formos]

Destiny walked into 'Lingville. She saw two shadowy figures. She dared not to get a closer look; the figures had an aura of menace around them.

She eavesdropped on them:

"They are both dead," the one nearest Anu's temple said. Destiny assumed this figure was a girl, because of her hair hanging down.

"Good. And the cure recieved?" the second figure asked.

"Yes. Pipe gave it to me yesterday."

"And what shall we name the plague? It is new, and we created it, after all."

"Perhaps. . . 'Eternal Stealth'."

"A fine name. Now, let us check on the bodies."

The two went into the temple. Destiny remained hidden behind a bush.

They came out, satisfied.

"Now," the man figure said, "We must find the girl to make our plot complete."

"Give me one cure for everyone in the family. Now."

The man handed the lady several vials, each with greenish liquid in it.

"Good," the lady said. "Now prepare to hunt this "Destiny". And who were those other two?"

"We must also kill Garry Menner, Serindi Menner, and one named . . . Dorian."

"Why the elf?"

"He is allied with Haru. Though at first he may seem foolish, I believe he is intellegent. He is, after all, a mage."

"Very well then. Commence with the hunt."

Destiny sneaked away.

Those two are going to spread a plague . . . And I'm the only one who knows about it . . .


-later . . .-

The lady snuck into a well, scurrying at an amazing speed towards Dasar. A few minutes later, amazingly, she was under the Green Dragon.

This Freeman sounds interesting . . . he shall be the first to test the plague on.

She looked at the vial, and poured some of the bluish liquid on the tip of her daggar . . .

Mr Freeman . . . say goodbye . . .

Staying along the shadows, the figure crept up the well, holding the daggar where she though Hakiseth was. She had chosen him to be the victem because she could detect him nearby . . . she guessed it was him. And nobody else was outside. The perfect murder.