Part LXXXIX: Departure
Date: Kornun 27th, 114 A.U.
Reynyagn left the rest of the Xavier Team, finishing up their packing, and ran across the field, his shadowy form moving fluidly through the landscape until he came to his old tent and slipped in. His wife came up to meet him, gazing at him with sad eyes.
“I’m sorry,” Reynyagn whispered, embracing her. “It seems wrong that after being gone for so long, at a time when you counted me dead, that I should return for such a short time, only to leave again.”
“You must,” his wife replied, biting back her visible tears. “What comfort would it be to me if you rejected our cause of taking down the Emperor in order to stay with me? Our children need a better future. You are doing an honorable thing, Reynyagn, one you were trained your whole life to be able to accomplish. All of your achievements have led you up to this task. How can I stand in the way of you accomplishing this purpose? Go, and may the blessing of the Great One be with you.”
“I love you too,” Reynyagn replied. “And as soon as our victory is won, I’ll come back to get you.”
“I know,” she replied. “And I will keep waiting until that day comes, Reynyagn. Until death do us part.”
“Well,” Tzjearjlan said. “I regret that we could not welcome you here longer—I would have been intrigued to hear more of your mysterious kind that has been kept hidden for so many centuries—but I suppose that it is your duty to carry on and figure out how you can stop the Emperor and his army of elves.”
“Yes,” Augger said. “I believe that when it’s all said and done, that many will be looking for more information about us, as I can scarcely feign that we would still be kept hidden when the war is over. I hope to try to return to the chief city of the auggers, whose location I have found in my memories, and try to make restitution there for what my ancestor did. And then with all the augger-slayers gone, mayhaps we may again come out into the open.”
“I hope so as well,” Tzjearjlan said. “Though to tell you the truth, I expect your experience will be one similar to many here. We have all suffered harm at the hands of the elves. Yours won’t be the only group coming out of isolation, though you have experienced it more than the rest of us.”
“Aye,” Augger said. “Did Brother Tomas give you the spare radio to communicate with us?”
“He did indeed,” Tzjearjlan said. “We’ll notify you as soon as we’ve collected all the blueprints of the Mothership into one master document. And always know that if you ever need us, we have the resources to lend you not only our men for war, but also to try to lead the other wandering Sla’ad tribes into sending men to join you in making war on the elves.”
“I thank you for your support,” Augger said. “I know not what our plans will be once we have found the Arglem and once we have the blueprint of the Mothership, but we’ll have a lot more than we started with. And perhaps by working together with the goblins and the Resistance, we will be able to come up with a plan.”
“I hope so as well,” Tzjearjlan said. “Fare ye well with your travelings.”
“And with yours.”
Reynyagn shut the door on the luggage hold before stepping back to look at the ship that they had prepared, which the Sla’ad had graciously donated them to be able to quicken their return to the assigned meeting place to meet up with the rest of the team. The Sla’ad had given them all the information they had on the Arglem and where it might be found, enough to at least guide them in a vague direction of where the Arglem might be. Reynyagn hoped that the rest of the team had been able to gather the rest of the information they’d need to find it. And with a deft nod, he moved to the cockpit where the others were ready.
The Sla’ad waved them off as they went, moving upwards into the air before they leveled out to cruise over the plains. And with that Reynyagn breathed out a pent-up sigh. They had accomplished their purpose for their leg of the journey. Their part of this mission was over.
“Well,” Augger said, obviously feeling the same feelings as Reynyagn. “That trip went well.”
“Yes,” Brother Tomas said. “Not only do we have as much information as we could get, although I suspect we all would have wanted more, but in a few months, they ought to have as close to a complete blueprint of the Mothership done, which would unarguably aid us in defeating them if events so transpire.”
“Yeah…” said Jroldin, generally agreeing with everyone else there. “Now to put the information we have into action.”
"Yes,” Brother Tomas said. “And may the blessing of the Great one be upon us."
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