Tal leaves NeverWinter, by Stephanie Law.
Talanithus stood atop the walls of NeverWinter, his armor girt about him, his sword at his side. The river swept through the city and into the sea, carrying adventurers and travelers to places unknown. Yet he would stay here. With a sigh, he drew his cloak tighter to his form, but he knew the cold he felt had nothing to do with the weather.
He had not said goodbye. How could he, when his very soul screamed not to go? Hopefully, he would be about this task quickly, and be home in time for the Summer Solstice. Yet somewhere, deep in his heart, he knew it would not be so. It shamed him to think it, but this was his leave taking. Anything else, and he would not go. Calling or no, he could not leave the joy he had found within this Realm.
Sighing, Tal pushed away from the wall, turning his back on NeverWinter. With practiced weaves, he smoothed the energies of magic, sculpting them into the proper forms as he chanted...
"Eru, Heru en quessiramin, pant Tel'Men ten' Tuarlle"
Blue energies poured forth in the air before Talanithus, their fiery glow matching the one that lit his eyes into orbs of blue fire. Without a look back, he strode forward into the portal. Magic coursed through his skin in ripples, sending a shiver cascading down his back as Tal felt his being thrown through the planes. A sudden break in the sapphire fires about him appeared, and Tal stepped forth into...
To be continued...
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