Chapter 3

The boy sat in the small dining room of the twins. The twins and the guardian talked in the room farthest from the eating quarter.

“This is strange.” Lukil commented. “This armor is such I have not seen. Examining the damage to the tree's it's obvious he fell aways, maybe from the new flight contraption the western kingdom is building. However there is another possibility that he has wings. This armor was tough enough to prevent damage to his body but his head is another matter.”

“The armor is for fighting, right?” Arless inquired. “If it is he could be a mercenary wizard.”

“No, he's not.” Arlette said. “If he had his memories who could find out what and who the hell he is.”

“However I have no memories.” The boy in question said as he stalked in. He moved with liquid grace uncommon to all the light denizens. “However,” He looked at Lukil. “I have this letter, it's from an oracle addressed to a late king.” He held out the plain swan feather parchment.

“Lord Kraes is the late king of the vampires in the realm of demons. How did you get a hold of this.” Lukil asked voice wary. “What denizen are you?”

“Well,” Low said. “I don't know. I have no idea who the hell I am.” He looked at the armor. “Nothing seems familiar not even my own clothing. I have no hints or clues as to what I may be.”

“Do you have some knowledge or vision at least?” Arless asked.

“No.” Low's voice was flat.

“I think it best we see this oracle.” Lukil said. “It may know a thing or two about what the hell is going on.”

The next day they set off. Low road with Lukil on one or the forest stags. Arlette and Arless road two black stallion pegasi.

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At the end of the first night they arrived in a small town of Dawn. The town was getting prepared for the Festival of Blossoms. They welcomed the travelers warmly and offered a free boarding at the inn for the festivals duration.

“I'm sorry but we....” Arlette had started but Low excitedly said yes. The women smiled warmly and guided them to the Dawn Light Inn.

They settled into the master suite and Low excitedly moved about. “I can't remember seeing anything so glorious.” He said. He stumbled over one of Arlette's bags as he rushed into the bedroom. “Wow those are big beds. Three people can fit on each. He hopped onto one of the beds as he nestled down among the Pegasus feather pillows he fell into a deep relaxing slumber.