• Nick Richards

Chapter 2: Synthel - Part Three

Updated: Oct 5, 2020

They walked the distance to the road, and Jendi looked back at the Candell that now appeared as a shiny toy in a field. The ten horsemen had closed the distance considerably, and she turned toward them and raised her right arm in what she hoped would be taken as a greeting. The others followed her lead, and most tried to smile as well. Tinno did not, but he was usually too busy thinking of contingencies for whatever would face them next.

The first of the horsemen stopped and motioned for the others to do the same. They stared at the newcomers curiously. Each of the ten was dressed identically, in tunics that were richly dyed in blue with red lines down the side. They did indeed each carry a sword, but Jendi was glad to see they did not draw the swords. Whatever they thought of a ship descending upon their land, fear was not uppermost on their minds. Let’s keep it that way, she thought.

That first horseman now spoke, and again, his voice showed no fear.

“You have come from the sky like in the elder days!” he said, looking with great curiosity at the Candell in the distance. “Are you from the elders?”

Jendi stepped forward.

“We bring you greetings from the world Aurial. We do not know of these elders you refer to, but we did come from the sky, and from much further than that. We have traveled a long way to be with you, and it makes us happy to see such a welcoming group. These are some of my ship’s crew, and all of us wish to express our desire to become friends with you.”

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