------------- Tales of the Silver Gryphon - Fahlahla

How they'd managed to slip past the majority of the Skullcap Traders to this point, Savra had no idea. The men of the Seitch were all that was free. The women and the children had been held hostage somewhere they could be watched. And with the majority of the Silver Gryphon now attempting their rescue being female, the desert raiders were bound to notice a few things about them. Savra could at least hide herself amongst the Frelenat. In a distiller suit and a cloak, she didn't stick out as bad as, say, Errienne or Opal would. And there was absolutely no way to disguise the faerie dragon thingie they'd brought along. Half Kobold? Were they insane?

But to her great amazement, Kaylynn had found the hospital section of the underground passages. It was guarded by two Serpent Folk necromancers and a single warrior. Their hastily devised plan; an astral walk by Vhaelik to take the fight right into their faces as a distraction, and then a Dimensional Folding to bring the rest of the group into all out assault range, met with quick success. Emma didn't wait for the thief to check the door, she threw it open with her magic and charged in to free the families of the Frelenat. Another gateway opened back to New Phoenix had them all spirited away to safety before the desert raiders knew what hit them. But they would not be returning to Seitch Jharuk Therik alone.

The wife of the chieftain of the Frelenat was among the women and children, but she was far from helpless. She had allowed herself to be put in with the others to keep them safe, knowing that she would not stand a chance against the real villain behind this scheme. If the leader of the traders who had seized their seitch could control their Reverend Mother, it would take more powerful psionics and sorcerers than any in their number to defeat him. But now these outsiders had come and brought just such mystics to aid them. Once back in the seitch, Fahlahla led them immediately to the armory, where she found a distiller suit, desert cloak and her favorite two-handed scimitar. Now she would be ready to face these invaders on her own terms, as the Defender of Seitch Jharuk Therik, a title they had themselves bestowed upon her by killing her husband.

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