(A Silver and Zero production) Plaything

[Maero]

Kase helped them read through several books, all without luck. But it wasnt his fault, he was actually doing very well. It seemed that his half elf mind was able to decipher the riddles into actual working sentience. Then it began to get late, and Kase was tired, having been reading and translating all day. He shivered as night set in and he became cold. He and the other slaves always stayed inside at night, warm on their bed. "T-This one says, The Flying wins which hail the call of Endever, and carry upon themselves the shape of mortal men clad in the holy rain of the Halssal, shall come onto the plains and delver forth their selected herald...I think it means that signal, or messenger will be sent from the end of the world...and it will leave behind the herald of the end in the shape of a man clad in the feathers of Halssal the Dragon." Kase yawned, but Evoline wanted to press him harder, wanting to learn more, wanting to find out about herself somewhere within these books.