To Orn and Back Again (1-3)

With the statement that Thasmudyan would do his best to ensure no one died, Sanria, Thasmudyan, and Colin entered into a moonwell and arrived at the village on the Dark Continent. Immediately, Sanria could see Colin going to the defensive. She could see it in his very posture. This time, how- ever, she stood back. This time she would not stop him. If she continued to prevent him from learning how to handle himself, he'd never learn. In a way, this was a good test, though it scared her... he... scared her.

When Banion, the village elder, came out to greet Colin, it was all Sanria could do not to intervene. Colin had his hands on the hilts of his swords, demanding to know where Arlenia had gone. Sanria watched the elder man, seeing the fear on his face, seeing Colin bear down on him, and her soul ached.

Sanria turned and headed up the mountain path, leaving Colin and Thasmud- yan behind. She arrived at the top of the mountain and stared out over the Sea of Swords. Again, she tried to reach Orn and found nothing. She had never felt so helpless. The deep seated demon of doubt clawed at her heart and dispair flowed into her mind. What if she couldn't reach Orn in time? What if Arlenia did kill him? What would she do?

The sound of footfalls reached her ears as Colin and Thasmudyan arrived. "Sanria... I'm sorry," Colin began. "Maybe you're right. Maybe I should stay behind."

Frustration flooded Sanria. Colin had ignored her wishes to even come this far, bullied an old man, and now was ready to go back home. Logic should have spoken to her, but Sanria could see nothing but her anger. She fought the suggestion with silence.

"Perhaps I could try something," Thasmudyan said. "Do you have something of Orn's?"

Have something of Orn's. Sanria fought the irritation at the question and pulled from her pocket the boy's ear still wrapped in bloody gauze. She held it out to Thasmudyan. "Will this do?"

"He's farther north. A pretty good distance," Thasmudyan said.

It was all Sanria needed. Through her rage, she tried to cast a moonwell, but couldn't manage to make it happen. Tears broke from her eyes as she encanted again and again. Colin laid a comforting hand on her shoulder, and just as easily, Sanria shrugged it off. Finally, the spell took hold. The trio landed in Waterdeep, and before Thasmudyan had gotten completely out of the well, Sanria turned toward him. "Here? Is he here?"

"North."

Again, Sanria cast her spell, landing the group in Port Llast. Desperation that she had successfully fought now threatened to send her into a frenzy. "He's in that direction, toward the inn," Thasmudyan said.

Sanria led the way, bursting into the inn. "Excuse me, have you seen a boy, he's about yay big..." Sanria held her hand up to her chest. The innkeep, a spindly old man, stared at her for a long moment. "He's my son," Sanria continued. "He's lost."

"I think you're looking for the police," the man quipped.

"No," Sanria said, her ire rising. "We believe he is here. ORN!"

"M'am, I'll have to get the authorities -"

"ORN!"

Sanria heard nothing as she raced up the stairs, her heart pounding. Only two rooms, only two choices. She went to the first and found the door unlocked. With Thasmudyan and Colin behind her, she opened it and froze in place. Arlenia sat on the bed, Orn's head in her lap, gently stroking his hair with one hand while the other held a dagger to his throat.

"I knew you'd come," Arlenia said, and the voice sent chills through Sanria's body. Orn lay there, his head bandaged as well as his hand. Arlenia pointed toward the table. "I was just about to send his finger, then I heard this one shouting."

Sanria looked at Arlenia in disbelief. She took a step forward, and the gladiatrix tensed immediately. "Not another step or I'll kill him right now."

Sanria obediantly stopped, looking on helplessly. "Arlenia," Colin said in a near growl, "You give me my son."

"He should have been ours. Yours and mine. Ah well, too bad."

"You did this to yourself. You didn't wait for me," Colin said.

"You aren't a good liar. Had you said that to me long ago, I might have believed you. Now?"

"You should have waited for me."

"I don't believe you."

At Colin's advance, Arlenia pressed the knife enough to bring blood from Orn's neck. Sanria felt herself swoon. "Not another step."

"You're going to pay for this," Colin threatened.

"When I knew that you weren't coming back to me, I killed your child. When you still didn't come, I knew you would if I took this one. If I can't have you as anything else, I'll have you as my killer."

With swiftness, Arlenia plunged the dagger into Orn's neck. Sanria's world went dark. When she awoke, Orn was huddled by Thasmudyan, staring up at his father in fear before running to her. She looked over and saw Arlenia's head on the ground and Colin's swords in the woman's chest.

Sanria rose, holding Orn close as the boy sobbed, all his emotions finally released. She looked at Colin, then to the body, and back again. Blood covered the gladiator, and Sanria knew then she could never look on Colin the same way again. "I'll be home soon," he said. Sanria barely nodded as she vanished with Orn.

Rude Awakenings (1-3)

The cavern was quiet as Sanria enjoyed a cup of tea in her garden. She had been dwelling on balance - determining how one could offer knowledge, learn and grow, yet not lose themselves in the pursuit. Her mind drifted to the Illuminati - long gone friends and family. Leandra pulled her from the perusal. "Mama. Where's Orn?"

"Lea, I don't know. Is he hiding?"

"No. I can't find him and it's making me mad."

"No need to be upset." Sanria pulled her daughter near and kissed her on the head. The girl was so much like Colin it made her laugh.

Sanria reached out with her mind, something she did often, only to find a dark silence. She held her panic down and tried again. Orn was nowhere to be found. Sanria's blood felt like ice. She rushed into the cavern to find Colin with Leandra close on her heels.

Sanria found the big man in the training room. "Colin... Orn, I can't reach him."

"I'm sure he's around here somewhere," Colin answered with a smile.

"I can't reach him. Magically."

"Is he with Mirin?" Colin asked, concern flooding his face.

Mirin. Gilean and Claire's daughter who had become fast friends with Orn from the moment they met. The two children had even decided to become boyfriend and girlfriend. It alarmed Colin, but Sanria found it cute...

Sanria reached out to Gilean. "I'm sorry to disturb your thoughts, Gilean, but have you seen or heard from Orn? I can't reach him."

"No trouble, Sanria. Mirin just returned from running away again. She seems to have been through an ordeal. She mentioned Orn but was too distraught to continue."

"And you didn't tell us?"

"I'm sorry... I've... had a lot going on lately. I will wake her and we will come by. Perhaps we can all find answers."

Sanria looked at Colin and nodded. "Gilean will be bringing Mirin. Some- thing has happened."

"What? What has happened? Did he say anything?"

"We will find out when they arrive."

Sanria sat on the sofa, staring at her lap, while Colin paced back and forth. "They should be coming soon, shouldn't they?" At the sound of the doorbell, Colin raced from the room. Leandra sat at her mother's side when Gilean and Mirin entered. Sanria's heart dropped for Mirin. The girl looked haggard and scared. "Did you guys bring my big brother back?" Leandra asked. "Where is he? Where's Orn?" Sanria reached over, silencing her daughter.

"Now, Mirin," Gilean began. "Can you tell us all what happened?"

'I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I ran away and Orn came with me...' she telepathed.

"It's ok," Colin said. "We're not mad at you. We just need to find Orn."

'We went... to a place with lots of pretty flowers... on a mountain. And then we needed to camp and so we found a place with little houses... We found a little house and a lady named Sarah and she said she wouldn't tell our parents where we were if we told her our names and our parents names and we told her and she gave us melon and...and...and she said we'd go to the beach but then I ate the melon and got really sleepy and...and I fell asleep and when I got up Orn... and Sarah... they... they were gone!'

Sanria's stomach fell. Flowers everywhere... melon... little houses... her mind refused to believe what her mind was already positing. "Mirin," Colin began, "Do you know where this place was?"

'No, we went far away to a sea, and then to a beach, and then climbed up a mountain and saw pretty flowers and Orn named one a Mirin Flower.'

"Colin," Sanria whispered with dread. "Dark Continent..."

Mirin continued, describing Arlenia with detail. Sanria felt sick to the core of her being. 'I'm sorry, Leandra... I'm sorry, Sanria... I didn't mean to run away...'

"You shouldn't run away so much! You lost my brother!" Leandra snarled.

"Now Leandra, that's enough," Colin said. "She never meant for this to happen. It's not Mirin's..."

"But she's why Orn is gone, Papa! She ran away and Orn followed her cause she's his girlfriend!"

Colin stared at the floor before him, calling Sanria's attention to what hd appeared. A small box. The big man opened it, and Sanria felt even more dread creep into her soul. "Colin, what's going on?"

"Gilean. You need to take the children."

Sanria rose and walked to Colin, taking the box. She pulled out the small note nestled within and read in a breathless voice, "Dear Colin... I have Orn and here is proof... You shouldn't have crossed me..." Beneath it was a small bundle of bloody gauze. Sanria unrolled it and staring up at her was the ear of a child.

"Leandra... go with Mr. Gilean and Mirin," Sanria said in a whisper.

"What... is it?" Colin asked once the girls were gone.

"SHE CUT OFF... SHE CUT OFF MY BABY'S EAR!!!" Sanria fell into the chair, sobbing. She knew that the time where everything had been smooth was at an end. A seriously ill woman had her child, and was carving him up. Her mind reeled, every worst scenario flooding her with vivid detail.

"Sanria..." Colin said, putting his hand on Sanria's arm. "We will to get him. I just need you to get me there."

"What if... what if she... she kills him, Colin... what if she kills our little boy?!"

"Sanria. Listen to me." Colin took in a deep breath. Sanria looked over to see his eyes slowly darkening. "You just take us there and we will get him back. I promise you, I will take care of her."

Sanria pulled herself together enough to realize two things very quickly. If she took Colin with her, Arlenia would likely lose her life. How she was going to break it to him that she would be going alone, she didn't know. Even with her child in danger, Sanria knew she could get him with magic. Colin would likely end up in a fight.

It was just as she readied to tell Colin that a voice cut into the room. "Wha..." Thasmudyan. Where he had been, Sanria didn't know. Clearly, Thasmudyan didn't mind that his absence had stretched into months. It didn't matter -here was Sanria's way to keep Colin here and make him feel as if Orn would be saved. "Thasmudyan, will you go with me to get Orn?"

"Sure..."

Colin strode over, clearly upset. "Just get me there and I will get Orn back!"

"Colin... if you go... you'll kill her."

"What do you think she deserves, Sanria?" She didn't know...

"Colin... you have to promise me you won't kill her."

Sanria's heart sank as Colin looked at her with distaste and shook his head. He turned his attention to Thasmudyan, and Sanria felt completely helpless. She could see in Colin's eyes the darkness... there would be nothing she could do to stop it.

Deep Thoughts

Sanria sat on the balcony outside her bedroom. Her thoughts drifted over the last months of her life, and the past couple of days. Things with Colin had been great - Orn was growing quickly, Leandra was also, and she was even pregnant for a third time (to at least have one child that grew at a normal rate). She and Colin had talked more than ever, they had become friends in a way they never had before. Velentham had vanished and not returned... everything was good... except for Arlenia.

The girl had been pregnant with Colin's child, and when she found out Colin wasn't coming back to her, Arlenia had killed it. The boxes Sanria got in the post were from her - intended for Colin. Pieces of the baby. Sanria had been discrete, burying the child piece by piece in the garden. All had gone well until Orn opened one of the boxes. She had to sit Colin down and break the news to him, a man who revered life, that his child had been snuffed out and dismembered.

Sanria had watched Colin struggle with the darkness inside of himself. He was ready to go right then to do Gods knew what to Arlenia, but Sanria had succeeded in keeping him together. She knew then that Colin would have to learn to control the black makou that rode on his temper whenever he was threatened. Arlenia was sick and in his own way, so was Colin.

Life continued on much as it had before, until Orn went missing.