Chapter 26 The Request of a Certain Ex-Knigh (2/2)

Sam was still quite shocked by the General's behaviour, so with no other choice, he bowed quickly then exited the office, shutting the door behind him.

As soon as Turney heard his Scribe's retreating steps, he tore open the letter and began to read:

To my old Mentor and Friend, Knight General Quince Turney,

I know you have no reason to trust me, and even less reason to read this letter, but know that I would not send it unless my situation was dire. I have no way to combat the current threat to my home, and am so forced to admit the fact that in this case, I need the resources my previous name can provided. Recently, the Hunters came back to town with the body of a dead Stag who had bled out. There were no wounds or signs it had been attacked, none bar one: a human-like bite mark with two distinct punctures through skin and muscle and into the bloodstream upon the neck. Since this discovery of an unknown creature hunting in the woods, we have discovered over one hundred grave sites of animals with similar wounds. There is something new in Greenvale, my friend, and it threatens my home. While the Baron has called upon Varkevia to send a knight squadron and hunters to aid in this quest, I cannot say for sure it will be of any help. But don't assume from this that I am asking you to send your elites, no. Honestly I doubt they would be much help either. I only need your help in one thing, though I fear even it will be too much to ask for.

I need Anthrite Chains, as much as you can get, and an Anthrite Mask which covers the mouth. I cannot tell you how I know it will help, only that I will use it if the situation calls for it.

My father will no doubt refuse this request and see my claims as the folly of a boy who wishes to once again claim his name. I have no such desire. I am happy here, and will continue to be as long as my family is safe.

Yes, family. If you must tell my father, tell him that. I know that none of my siblings have been able to concieve children, even in Cordon we hear of the Kildare Curse.

My son, Rassa, will no doubt be of use to him, though I cannot promise Rassa will be a willing participant. He is much like his father in that respect.

I wish you all the best, friend, and await your reply eagerly,

Phillip

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There was silence in the office for a long time before Turney folded the letter once more. He sighed heavily, as if the weight of the world had been placed on his shoulders, then he squared himself and exited the office.

”Sam!” he called.

The Scribe appeared near instantly, ”Yes, Sir?”

”I'm going out and won't be back until evening,” Turney informed him, ”Give all urgent matters to Knight General Deputy Kulai”.

”Understood, Sir”.

Then Turney left without another word.