The Last Link

Chapter 2: The Morning Call

Moved by his kindness, Alana nodded and went up to her room to prepare her equipment. Finally, now that she knew the city a little better, she could move around with more confidence. However, the question continued to linger in her mind: where should she start?

The last mission had almost destroyed the only dagger she had, so she decided it would be a good idea to visit the blacksmith. As she went down the stairs to head to the shop, she heard Cain’s voice speaking worriedly to Wilbur. Alana barely exchanged glances with him when Cain looked at her intently and walked toward her quickly.

Alana: Good morning, Cain. Isn’t it a bit early to start drinking?

Cain: Stop joking around. We need to talk seriously with the others.

Alana: What happened now? —she said with an annoyed sigh—. I finally have a day off. Unless you’re talking to me about a dead person, I’m not working today.

Cain remained silent for a few moments, long enough for Alana to notice that he was serious.

Cain: It’s important.

Alana, surprised by Cain’s seriousness, replied in a more neutral tone:

Alana: All right, what do you need?

Cain: Find the others and take them to the church. I have to stand guard. I’ll wait for you there. It will be for the best.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cain ran off, leaving Alana confused.

Alana (thinking): Perfect, my day off, and I have to go look for these people.

With a resigned sigh, Alana said goodbye to Wilbur and left the tavern. The city was large and bright, and she was not sure where to start. She decided to walk aimlessly and, after a few minutes, arrived at the market, which, as every day, seemed to be full of life.Moved by his kindness, Alana nodded and went up to her room to prepare her equipment. Finally, now that she knew the city a little better, she could move around with more confidence. However, the question continued to linger in her mind: where should she start?

The last mission had almost destroyed the only dagger she had, so she decided it would be a good idea to visit the blacksmith. As she went down the stairs to head to the shop, she heard Cain’s voice speaking worriedly to Wilbur. Alana barely exchanged glances with him when Cain looked at her intently and walked toward her

quickly.

Alana: Good morning, Cain. Isn’t it a bit early to start drinking?

Cain: Stop joking around. We need to talk seriously with the others.

Alana: What happened now? —she said with an annoyed sigh—. I finally have a day off. Unless you’re talking to me about a dead person, I’m not working today.

Cain remained silent for a few moments, long enough for Alana to notice that he was serious.

Cain: It’s important.

Alana, surprised by Cain’s seriousness, replied in a more neutral tone:

Alana: All right, what do you need?

Cain: Find the others and take them to the church. I have to stand guard. I’ll wait for you there. It will be for the best.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cain ran off, leaving Alana confused.

Alana (thinking): Perfect, my day off, and I have to go look for these people.

With a resigned sigh, Alana said goodbye to Wilbur and left the tavern. The city was large and bright, and she was not sure where to start. She decided to walk aimlessly and, after a few minutes, arrived at the market, which, as every day, seemed to be full of life.