Tuesday, February 23, 2021

From the Internal Narrative of Callidus Igni

"Okay," she nodded reluctantly. "What do you need me to do?"

"First, you're going to move your tent."

"And put it where? ...No, no, I can't--"

"One, I'm not asking, and two, don't put it directly on the pile of ash, just nearby. On the other side of the tree is close enough."

"You want me to declare my allegiance. To you."

"Is that going to be a problem?" I scowled.

"Not for me. I can't speak for anybody else."

"They saw how I handled Ody. Nobody is crossing me anytime soon."

"But what if they do?"

I said nothing, just stared at her.

"Can I wait until light?"

"No. It needs to be done by daybreak. No later."

"I know you got an exemption, but I still have stories to partake in."

"Then you'd better not waste any more time."

She huffed, rolled her eyes, and the started walking back towards camp.


Tertius flinched when he saw me sitting in his tent. "Shit. When-- How-- What do you want?"

"You have a problem."

"You mean other than people with surprisingly good hand-to-hand combat skills sneaking into my tent?"

I said nothing, just waited.

"If it were anybody else, I wouldn't be so forgiving." He ran a hand through his hair, still waking up. "Fine, Igni, what's my problem?"

I flicked a coin at him.

He stared at it in the dim light of the rising sun for a few moments, then grabbed a nearby flashlight and looked closer.

I stood and started climbing out of his tent.

"Where did this come from?" he called after me.

"Ask Ody," I grunted, and then was gone.

I heard him start a swearing tirade as I walked away.


Panna was dozing in her tent when I opened it up, though she bolted upright when she heard the zipper opening. "What are you doing?"

"Wisp, remember? Sunlight bad."

"Wait, you... no, you can't sleep in here."

I raised my eyebrows and she threw up her arms.

"Fine, fine, go ahead." Under her breath she added, "I'm going to regret this. Probably would have been better just to go down with Ody."

I laid back on the floor of her tent, pulling my cloak tighter around me and the hood lower over my eyes. "Probably."

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