The Tylingariea Epic 242 Chapter Nine: The Spirt Of Az'zoul

it took about a week to get to the rouhl valley of Naz'zavara where the town of Bisben was Draco saw that surrounding the town was large wooden walls " what are those for?" Draco asked Bal'gar who just shugged " i don't know i have never been this far out in Tylingariea." he paused and looked around at the barren wastland " in fact it is kind of scary."

Na'tara sighed " we will be fine." she said as they entered the town Draco looked around and saw that the buildings were run down and most were falling apart. " where is your frined." Draco said nervesly

" right here. " she pointed to a tall medium built man he had white hair and dark green eyes on his back was a long black sword " why does he have a sword on his back?" Draco asked and then said " how can we trust a man with a ma.s.sive sword on there back?"

the man bent down and said in a low southen acent "trust me, you don't want to go alone. i might be your only chance of surrival in this cold cruel world."

Draco drew his blade Na'tara cried out "stop he means you no harm!"

but Draco did not hear this and began to bring his sword down onto the man who seemed unfazed as he slowly lifted his right hand a dark red glove on with long sharp blades. Bal'gar suddley remmebered who this was .

time stopped as Dracos sword shaddered into a thousand pieces and the man took his hand back " Bal'gar it is so good to see you again after all these years." the man said removing his glove

Bal'gar glared at him, a look of regeat and vengence was in his eyes " Mavis. i did not expect you to be our guide." Bal'gar said walking towards him

" oh, i wanted to help you and also i have not seen you in. what has it been a thousand years." Mavis said smiling a sly and grim smile

Bal'gar's face remained stone cold a Draco could feel the coldness of his anger emitting from Bal'gars body. it was a low anger a burning anger that had been kept alive for years waiting to be realesed but not yet, no it is not time.

Bal'gar nodded " yes it has been to long. lets you and i go out tonight. alone and talk about the times when we were frineds." Mavis nodded " yes, that sounds good. i will come to your inn at midnight."

Mavis left Bal'gar Draco was about to ask him what that was about but stoped when he could feel that anger emitting from Bal'gar, this time even more intense then before. Draco decied that what ever his reason were they were personal and should leave him to his business.