This is an evolving story, written by you, the people of Sosaria. Add your tales. How does your household feel regarding Lord Casca? How are they reacting to the events swirling about us? Feel free to jump in at any point. We enjoy reading the tales of those who grace our lands. ******************************************************* " James is that you in that tree? " She squinted against the sunlight. " Shh....Don't give me away." Carefully he dropped to the lower branches then to the ground... " He's after me again! " "Blighter!!!....find 'em Blue! " " Oh gods!! Got ta go sis...see you later I hope! " Adjusting his quiver he leaped into the jungle, disappearing into the wilderness. As she approached the shop she stepped aside as the growling, clicking Beetle made his way though the double doors. Lowering it's massive head it barreled into the foliage in hot pursuit. " William? What did he do this time? " " I leave him arrows..but is that good enough for him..NO!...he is forever pilfering me private stock! I slave all day, fletching the finest for the lads in need and he runs me out in record time! Blighter!! " He struck the blazing metal laying across his forge for emphasis. She sighed and nodded to the patient vendors standing ready to show their wares to any that came to view them. " Now don't be sighing and fretting all over the place. Blue won't hurt him none..just tackle 'em a bit. And I have plenty of stock ready...just in case. " He nodded to the teleporters and followed her up. " Is Clainin's Memorial done yet? " He asked once they were upstairs. " No. We all went. It was a lovely turnout. And most everyone gave flowers. But nothing has been done yet. He was a fine, brave man. It is such a....mystery. " William snorted and walked to the fireplace. " No mystery there..Melissa killed him sure as I am standing here. Oh she had her minions there..no doubt. But it was all smoke and mirrors. They fight over us like a herd of mongbats over a rib. They will tear us all asunder again. Mark my words lass." " Clainin was safe with the healers in New Haven. He shouldn't have been moved. It would have been better for him if he had not had the protection of our ruler. " She rubbed her forehead. " Ruler...aye...that he professes to be. He will play his true hand yet. Wait and see. Then those that are ready will oppose him. There is talk..whispered about. Many are preparing. " " He comes, as an unknown, the prosecuter of Ricardo. Then the Council, of which all conveniently die, 'cept him. To pronounce himself ruler over all. It does not sit well with folks. " He turned to face her. " Rachel. What is holding you back from going to view him? You have not seen this man yet have you?" " I...No. I have not. I fear what I will feel in his presence. " " His soul is dark, tis said. " He answered watching her. " That is my fear William. " She pulled her robes tighter about her shoulders. Her eyes met his with a fire blazing from their depths. " When we meet. I fear I will feel his darkness. His disregard for those in this land.....and that I cannot abide."