Sylerrinn Astherion sipped at her tea and tried her best to seem absorbed in her book. Her husband Rhune drummed his fingers on the kitchen table, not looking at all like someone who was in a good mood. She glanced at Rhune worriedly whenever she thought he wouldn’t notice.
Sylerrinn knew he had not been pleased with the outcome of his talk with Ruby. She was concerned for him, he was so close to the dragon. And of course their daughters Lamorra and Lakorra adored the little whelpling.
She knew Rhune would work it out. He always did eventually. In the meantime she could only watch him carefully. Be there to comfort him and make sure he did not do anything… rash.
Peaking over her book she snuck a glance at what it was he was writing in his journal:
November 22, 28th year after the Dark Portal
I tried talking with Ruby with less than optimal results. She is a dragon and an Astherion, adopted or not. That means she is stubborn. Too stubborn to talk out of something she has her mind set on.
I’m going to have to approach this from another angle.
Vissic. Deal with the snake and the problem goes away. I have already worked out a plan that should work with Ravine and Scheen. It is dangerous but it is the only course left to us. Each of us has our own reasons to end the threat Vissic represents. We all know what we are getting into.
Scheen represents her own problem. She’s flighty and undependable. Arrogant and distrusting. Worse… she’s annoying and a prankster. I will have to be careful she is not a hindrance to the operation.
One way or another, Vissic’s days are numbered.
To set matters in motion we will need an example of Ruby’s handwriting…
Sylerrinn felt her stomach tighten in knots. Rash had been an understatement.
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