Dahlia sat in the chair looking down, those that called her here were yet to arrive. Had she done something wrong? She had killed the warcaster, the mission had been completed. She could feel her blood trickle down her arm from the wound the caster had been able to give her before she sliced through his throat. After he fell the rest of his company didn't last long as the troops around her swarmed his company.
She was young for an Iosan but still had been able to prove her ability to her superiors, she had been accepted into the mage hunters and been trained from an early age. Maybe her family name had something to do with it. She had come from a long line of mage hunters, her father was a high ranking officer by now, and her sister had joined the company under Garryth, Blade of Retribution. The door opened and an officer came in. Dahlia stood up quickly. "At ease," he said, unrolling a parchment.
"Dahlia of the Vrir house, you are to report to Pellyth Hallyr in Ord. You are being moved to special operation," he looked up. "You have proven yourself capable of handling yourself in a one-on-one situation. Our spec. ops from some of the ships coming have been unable to contact the hunter we have stationed out there. You are to search for Bres Larisar and find what has become of him. That is the least important of your duties. You are to join with Pellyth Hallyr, he is part of the Seekers out there."
"The Seekers do the opposite of what we're trying to do, what I was trained to do," Dahlia argued.
"That is exactly why we need an insider with them. Pellyth may spend some time training you and giving you a license for a cover job. From there we need you to do your job, take care of the human mages who are far from our battle lines."
"Learn from Pellyth, infiltrate the Seekers, travel along that coast looking for human warcasters we cannot yet reach. Can you do this?"
"Without a doubt, sir," Dahlia said.
* * * * * *
Arriving in Ord it wasn't long before Pellyth contacted her and told her to meet him at a local pub. She arrived early so she could observe those coming in and out of the pub, looser lips there than anywhere else. An Iosan came through the door and she could tell right away that was Pellyth even before he spotted her and came over.
"That is what I am here for, yes." Dahlia confirmed.
The discussion lasted for at least an hour before Pellyth grinned, "I could tell you were a Seeker from across the room, but I had to be sure. You are very good, a bit serious but good, yes I will train you. I will set you up as an Investigator in town, you won't have any trouble with a job like that, I can tell you're bright and I'll find someone to train you a little bit in what you should know to at least be useful in the area. From there if there is anything else you need to learn come through me and I can find someone to train you. Give me a week, I will have the papers for you, until then you'll be getting tutored for your job.
Dahlia spent the week being trained in forensics, even being taken around by the tutor to his own jobs. She got hands on experience, which was what she was grateful for because that was how she learned the best. During that time she got plenty of practice in learning Ordic.
She was given her own license after the week and continued working under her trainer for a few months. By the time she was sure she had the language and the necessary skill to get started down she started looking for work, Pellyth putting word out into town that an investigator was looking for work. She had been contacted by several people but it all meant that she would be staying in the city so she declined their offers.
Finally she was contacted by a mercenary band. They were a bit of an odd group but she accepted their offer either way. Now, the real work was to begin.
She proved herself to be a vital asset to the group and quickly rose to a high standing in the band. They hadn't pried too much into her past, they didn't need to know her history to know that she could do her job and for that she was grateful. If the time came she was an exceptional liar, always had been and now with this covert ops job it was being put to good use.
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