Serpentis Family/Erik Eyolf/Strange Relatives
Some days ago in Dolmbar
Erik was marching through Dolmbar. The Duke left the Silver Legion in Parm and an eye on Nivemus, but he had to visit Avamar to order the construction of new recruitment centers. When a break was made for dinner, Captain Andre and Gormok met with the elf to deliver their reports of military activity and the usual espionage, but they were interrupted by a young messenger. Erik took the letter to read it personally and after that he wrote a letter from his own hand:
Sir Petrov,
You always served me well and your services for Sirion are numerous and valuable. For convenience and urgency of the matter I will keep my serenity and parsimony. However, I hope to find more information at the right time. Until that my cousin will be safe under my wings.
Signed,
Sir Erik Eyolf Serpentis, Duke of Avamar
Erik dispatched the boy with a letter of credit, giving clear explanations how the gold should be delivered with the personal letter. When he leaves, Gormok was a little surprised.
Gormok: "I have to investigate a..."
Erik Eyolf: "You don't need. I know what is happening."
Avamar
At night...
Gormok had enough work on those nights. The incursion of strangers into Avamar and Al Amarah was always a disturbance. Especially when his own Lord seemed involved in that situation and hides from him the real reasons of the latest agitations. While he left Dolmbar to visit the ports of Sirion and the roads to the south, Erik marched again with the Stormwalkers to Avamar. The gates covered with silver plates were opened in the Great Wall of Honor and Glory and the soldiers went into the square in perfect alignment. The Duke was satisfied with the city and with all the reforms that had been completed. He looked to the eastern squares where the great temple was bathed by the moonlight. That was his only irritation. If the old elders of Sirion were not so bureaucratic, slow and inefficient that building would have been reformed as well. That was another example of the eternal battle of a young reformist Dragon against the old traditionalist inefficiency. It was always necessary to wait for an old one to open the door so he could enter and impose his power and vigor to the work. A shame.
Captain Andre: "We are ready, M'Lord. They are thirty soldiers and some servants. The 1st White Guard. They will march through the old passage directly to the Ivory Tower. I'll take fifteen of our soldiers as you requested. If we have problems, I'm sure our veterans can control the situation."
Erik Eyolf: "Very well."
Erik didn't expect problems, but he was cautious. Fifteen veterans were a good number when his sword could reap a large number. At at his side he had perhaps the best captain of Sirion. Confident, he let his curiosity take place. His cousin was certainly young and owner of a rare beauty found in their lineage. She was daughter of the great Gregor Eyolf Serpentis, Legendary Hero of The White City. Obviously, he licked his lips with the expectation of a pleasant surprise. Captain Andre imagined what kind of foolish naivety led a man to send a beautiful young wife to the dragon's alcove.
Erik Eyolf: "Let's welcome our guests. Something tells me I will have a pleasant surprise."
