Kiht Jakkya was at a hut in Greentear. She had returned from La Noscea where she had met some of the people who had joined with her to form a coalition of Ishgard exiles, and their allies. She decided to name the coalition The Exiled Order. Perhaps a rather formal name for a group of rag-tag individuals, but Kiht felt that it fit.
She was tired from her trip, and hated riding on sea vessels. If only Aetheryte travel weren't so expensive, she thought to herself. Ultimately, she was just happy to be home. She removed her formal armor that she always wore when presenting herself to the Exiles. It wasn't long until she was back in her old leather huntress gear. She took a step outside, and breathed a breath of fresh air. The forest was almost silent. A low breeze gently rustled the leaves of the trees as rushing water from a near-by river could be heard as it flowed along.
It was then that Kiht suddenly got a sinking feeling in her stomach. A feeling she hadn't felt in a long time. What in the Seven Hells was this feeling? She thought to herself. That is when Lyn's voice rang through the linkshell like a sudden interruption in time. Everything felt as if it had nearly come to a stop around her as she listened to his words.
"K-kiht... my vekker.. I_I don't think I'm going to make it back.*long pause* I want you t-t-to know that I l-love you and... *bated breaths* I don't have much time... s-so I love you. Keep the c-c-clan safe okay? Ever since I met y-you... Menphina guide you moon sister, I'll always... be with you..."
“Lyn!†Kiht shouted over the linkshell. “Lyn, what is going on?!†Kiht waited a few seconds for his response that never came. “Lyn! Gods no! Not you! Just...Just wait a moment!†Kiht shouted in desperation as her voice cracked.
Kiht started looking around in panic. Lyn was in Ul'dah, she was in the Black Shroud. How would she come to his aid in time? Suddenly, the thought struck her. Her only hope. A gift from Rinette Molkoh.
Kiht burst into the hut and started digging through a foot locker full of assorted items. She pulled out a dull-blue crystal shard. It was an aetheryte shard that was given to her by Rinette. To the best of Kiht's knowledge, these portable aetheryte crystals were very rare, very expensive and had limited usage. Kiht had already used the thing once to take her home when she was lost in La Noscea. She didn't think it could be used again. It certainly didn't glow anymore. Kiht grabbed her leather bag of field supplies full of herbs and other things that could be used for medical purposes. She then strapped on her harpoon, but there was no time for anything else. She then had one last hope; getting the old aetheryte shard to work.
She focused her aether into the shard and let her thoughts drift to the desert city. Nothing happened. The shard didn't vibrate, it didn't glow, it did nothing. Kiht began squeezing the shard firmly with both hands as tears welled in her eyes. “Gods damn it! Take me to Ul'dah!†Kiht shouted at the seemingly worthless shard. Kiht let a out a desperate squeak of sadness and frustration as tears poored down her cheeks. “Menphina help meeeeee!†Kiht asked, desperately. Suddenly, as if on cue, the shard glowed to life like a blue flame, and began to vibrate. A vortex of energy surrounded Kiht then she got reduced to aether and sucked in.
The quiet and stillness of the Aetheryte chamber in Ul'dah was quickly broken when Kiht exploded out of an aether vortex into the chamber. Without hesitation she bolted out into the streets of Ul'dah leaving the Brass Blade guard in the chamber to see nothing but a blur. She began glancing around desperately for any signs of where Lyn might be. “Lyn, where are you?! Please respond!†Kiht called out over the linkshell. It was no use, there wasn't going to be a response. It almost seemed as if there was no hope of finding him in the city, but then, she noticed two Immortal Flames having a conversation on the side of the street. Kiht ran up to them with widened eyes as her heart was pounding from the adrenaline. “You! Flames! Has there been any incidents recently? Anything out of the ordinary happening? Please, my friend is in danger! You must tell me!†Kiht asked in a pleading tone.
“Erm, that's Flames' business, miss. I would ask that you stand by for the reports from the criers. Rest assured, we have everything under control.†One of the Flames, who was a Hyur man, said to Kiht in a dismissive tone.
Kiht had always had a temper, but now she was faced with a desperate situation. She clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth. Her ears pinned back as the fur on her tail bristled. She stared at the Hyur with widened eyes, and a feral stare of fury. “Captain Erik Mynhier! I assume you know him? He would authorize you to give me a report!†Kiht stated in an insistent tone. The Flames both raised eyebrows at her, but did not immediately respond. Time was running out. It had already passed the five-minute mark since Lyn's call. “I'll just take a moment to verify that...†The Hyur Flame said as he put his finger to his ear to talk on a linkshell.
Rhalgr curse everything! Kiht thought to herself as she began looking around. She did not have time for this, but she did not know where to look. Fortunately, news traveled fast in Ul'dah. Kiht's ears suddenly picked up two merchants talking about an explosion in the slums. That was it! It had to be. It was Kiht's only lead. However, how would she get there? She knew hardly anything about the lay-out of the city. She had no idea where the slums were.
Kiht bolted over to the merchants. “Pardon! Where are the slums!?†Kiht asked, desperately. The merchant gave her a perplexed expression as he regarded her.
This was beyond frustrating. The love of her life was dying somewhere, and she did not know how to find him. No body understood that! But how could they? Kiht paced a few yalms away from the merchants as they slowly and casually tried to ponder directions for her. Kiht couldn't help it. She once again felt like a helpless girl. Tears began welling in her eyes once more as she clenched her fists. She suddenly let out a scream of frustration into the air for everyone on the streets to hear.
“Thal's balls, miss! Calm down, will ya? Other side of the city just North of the Markets. Ya can't miss it.†The Merchant responded in a concerned tone.
Without hesitation, or even taking the time to thank the Merchant, Kiht began to run to the nearest aetheryte. She slapped her hand on it, and began trying to think of the slum district. Kiht was swiftly transported to an aetheryte near the marketplace. Close enough. Kiht was once again fortunate to notice a squad of Brass Blades running in unison to some unknown location. They moved with a sense of urgency. Kiht began following them.
When they all got to a location in the slum district that was full of shacks and small houses, the leading officer of the Blades ordered them all to spread out and search. However, Kiht would now follow her nose. She picked up the unmistakeable scent of burned flesh. She began letting her keen nose guide her to the location. She was very tired, but she did not slow her pace. It was already past the ten-minute mark.
Moments later, Kiht arrived at the gruesome scene. A destroyed shack, dead bodies everywhere, burned pieces of wood scattered about. What in the Seven Hells had happened here?
Then, she saw him. Lyn was motionless against a wall with the body of a female Miqo'te laying on his legs. She hurried over to them and fell to her knees. She couldn't stop her tears or stop the shaking in her hands, but she opened her bag that she brought with her, and began pulling things out. It was then that she noticed that she was knelt in a pool of blood. It seemed the combination of the girl's blood, and Lyn's blood. She examined the blade sticking out of his torso as an extremely concerned and desperate expression grew on her face. She had hardly any training or experience in treating such an injury. She knew a few healers, but none of them were anywhere nearby. Actually, she knew Ul'dah was full of healers, but she knew not where to find them. She grabbed some herbs that she cracked and crunched in her hands. These herbs would help to stop the bleeding around the wound by causing the blood to coagulate. However, she didn't know how to deal with any internal bleeding if he was suffering that. She knew she couldn't pull the blade out, or he would bleed even more. She was very shaky, but she carefully put herbs around the wound, and used long pieces of cloth wrappings to wrap a bandage around the wound and his torso. She couldn't remove his armor without removing the blade, so that made things even more difficult. There was not much more Kiht could do. She had no healing magic, and had no other knowledge on how to treat him further. Kiht regarded the female Miqo'te, and checked to see if she had a pulse. It didn't seem so. It was at that point that she looked back to regard Lyn's face. “Lyn...†Kiht began to speak, but she was interrupted by her own sobbing. “I love you as well! Please do not leave me...†Kiht managed to say in a quiet and helpless tone as her voice cracked several times.
Suddenly, she heard shouts from people near-by. The Brass Blades had found the scene, and were closing in on it. Lyn needed some major help. Healing magic, powerful potions or a phoenix down would be the only things to ultimately save him. However, Kiht had none of those at that moment. She had to hope that she had stopped the bleeding. She had to hope that the local authorities had some kind of treatment on hand.
Kiht wrapped her arms around Lyn's neck, and began crying profusely as she laid her head on his other shoulder. There wasn't much more she could do. She wasn't sure if anyone else on the linkshell had heard Lyn and/or her voice.
She was tired from her trip, and hated riding on sea vessels. If only Aetheryte travel weren't so expensive, she thought to herself. Ultimately, she was just happy to be home. She removed her formal armor that she always wore when presenting herself to the Exiles. It wasn't long until she was back in her old leather huntress gear. She took a step outside, and breathed a breath of fresh air. The forest was almost silent. A low breeze gently rustled the leaves of the trees as rushing water from a near-by river could be heard as it flowed along.
It was then that Kiht suddenly got a sinking feeling in her stomach. A feeling she hadn't felt in a long time. What in the Seven Hells was this feeling? She thought to herself. That is when Lyn's voice rang through the linkshell like a sudden interruption in time. Everything felt as if it had nearly come to a stop around her as she listened to his words.
"K-kiht... my vekker.. I_I don't think I'm going to make it back.*long pause* I want you t-t-to know that I l-love you and... *bated breaths* I don't have much time... s-so I love you. Keep the c-c-clan safe okay? Ever since I met y-you... Menphina guide you moon sister, I'll always... be with you..."
“Lyn!†Kiht shouted over the linkshell. “Lyn, what is going on?!†Kiht waited a few seconds for his response that never came. “Lyn! Gods no! Not you! Just...Just wait a moment!†Kiht shouted in desperation as her voice cracked.
Kiht started looking around in panic. Lyn was in Ul'dah, she was in the Black Shroud. How would she come to his aid in time? Suddenly, the thought struck her. Her only hope. A gift from Rinette Molkoh.
Kiht burst into the hut and started digging through a foot locker full of assorted items. She pulled out a dull-blue crystal shard. It was an aetheryte shard that was given to her by Rinette. To the best of Kiht's knowledge, these portable aetheryte crystals were very rare, very expensive and had limited usage. Kiht had already used the thing once to take her home when she was lost in La Noscea. She didn't think it could be used again. It certainly didn't glow anymore. Kiht grabbed her leather bag of field supplies full of herbs and other things that could be used for medical purposes. She then strapped on her harpoon, but there was no time for anything else. She then had one last hope; getting the old aetheryte shard to work.
She focused her aether into the shard and let her thoughts drift to the desert city. Nothing happened. The shard didn't vibrate, it didn't glow, it did nothing. Kiht began squeezing the shard firmly with both hands as tears welled in her eyes. “Gods damn it! Take me to Ul'dah!†Kiht shouted at the seemingly worthless shard. Kiht let a out a desperate squeak of sadness and frustration as tears poored down her cheeks. “Menphina help meeeeee!†Kiht asked, desperately. Suddenly, as if on cue, the shard glowed to life like a blue flame, and began to vibrate. A vortex of energy surrounded Kiht then she got reduced to aether and sucked in.
The quiet and stillness of the Aetheryte chamber in Ul'dah was quickly broken when Kiht exploded out of an aether vortex into the chamber. Without hesitation she bolted out into the streets of Ul'dah leaving the Brass Blade guard in the chamber to see nothing but a blur. She began glancing around desperately for any signs of where Lyn might be. “Lyn, where are you?! Please respond!†Kiht called out over the linkshell. It was no use, there wasn't going to be a response. It almost seemed as if there was no hope of finding him in the city, but then, she noticed two Immortal Flames having a conversation on the side of the street. Kiht ran up to them with widened eyes as her heart was pounding from the adrenaline. “You! Flames! Has there been any incidents recently? Anything out of the ordinary happening? Please, my friend is in danger! You must tell me!†Kiht asked in a pleading tone.
“Erm, that's Flames' business, miss. I would ask that you stand by for the reports from the criers. Rest assured, we have everything under control.†One of the Flames, who was a Hyur man, said to Kiht in a dismissive tone.
Kiht had always had a temper, but now she was faced with a desperate situation. She clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth. Her ears pinned back as the fur on her tail bristled. She stared at the Hyur with widened eyes, and a feral stare of fury. “Captain Erik Mynhier! I assume you know him? He would authorize you to give me a report!†Kiht stated in an insistent tone. The Flames both raised eyebrows at her, but did not immediately respond. Time was running out. It had already passed the five-minute mark since Lyn's call. “I'll just take a moment to verify that...†The Hyur Flame said as he put his finger to his ear to talk on a linkshell.
Rhalgr curse everything! Kiht thought to herself as she began looking around. She did not have time for this, but she did not know where to look. Fortunately, news traveled fast in Ul'dah. Kiht's ears suddenly picked up two merchants talking about an explosion in the slums. That was it! It had to be. It was Kiht's only lead. However, how would she get there? She knew hardly anything about the lay-out of the city. She had no idea where the slums were.
Kiht bolted over to the merchants. “Pardon! Where are the slums!?†Kiht asked, desperately. The merchant gave her a perplexed expression as he regarded her.
This was beyond frustrating. The love of her life was dying somewhere, and she did not know how to find him. No body understood that! But how could they? Kiht paced a few yalms away from the merchants as they slowly and casually tried to ponder directions for her. Kiht couldn't help it. She once again felt like a helpless girl. Tears began welling in her eyes once more as she clenched her fists. She suddenly let out a scream of frustration into the air for everyone on the streets to hear.
“Thal's balls, miss! Calm down, will ya? Other side of the city just North of the Markets. Ya can't miss it.†The Merchant responded in a concerned tone.
Without hesitation, or even taking the time to thank the Merchant, Kiht began to run to the nearest aetheryte. She slapped her hand on it, and began trying to think of the slum district. Kiht was swiftly transported to an aetheryte near the marketplace. Close enough. Kiht was once again fortunate to notice a squad of Brass Blades running in unison to some unknown location. They moved with a sense of urgency. Kiht began following them.
When they all got to a location in the slum district that was full of shacks and small houses, the leading officer of the Blades ordered them all to spread out and search. However, Kiht would now follow her nose. She picked up the unmistakeable scent of burned flesh. She began letting her keen nose guide her to the location. She was very tired, but she did not slow her pace. It was already past the ten-minute mark.
Moments later, Kiht arrived at the gruesome scene. A destroyed shack, dead bodies everywhere, burned pieces of wood scattered about. What in the Seven Hells had happened here?
Then, she saw him. Lyn was motionless against a wall with the body of a female Miqo'te laying on his legs. She hurried over to them and fell to her knees. She couldn't stop her tears or stop the shaking in her hands, but she opened her bag that she brought with her, and began pulling things out. It was then that she noticed that she was knelt in a pool of blood. It seemed the combination of the girl's blood, and Lyn's blood. She examined the blade sticking out of his torso as an extremely concerned and desperate expression grew on her face. She had hardly any training or experience in treating such an injury. She knew a few healers, but none of them were anywhere nearby. Actually, she knew Ul'dah was full of healers, but she knew not where to find them. She grabbed some herbs that she cracked and crunched in her hands. These herbs would help to stop the bleeding around the wound by causing the blood to coagulate. However, she didn't know how to deal with any internal bleeding if he was suffering that. She knew she couldn't pull the blade out, or he would bleed even more. She was very shaky, but she carefully put herbs around the wound, and used long pieces of cloth wrappings to wrap a bandage around the wound and his torso. She couldn't remove his armor without removing the blade, so that made things even more difficult. There was not much more Kiht could do. She had no healing magic, and had no other knowledge on how to treat him further. Kiht regarded the female Miqo'te, and checked to see if she had a pulse. It didn't seem so. It was at that point that she looked back to regard Lyn's face. “Lyn...†Kiht began to speak, but she was interrupted by her own sobbing. “I love you as well! Please do not leave me...†Kiht managed to say in a quiet and helpless tone as her voice cracked several times.
Suddenly, she heard shouts from people near-by. The Brass Blades had found the scene, and were closing in on it. Lyn needed some major help. Healing magic, powerful potions or a phoenix down would be the only things to ultimately save him. However, Kiht had none of those at that moment. She had to hope that she had stopped the bleeding. She had to hope that the local authorities had some kind of treatment on hand.
Kiht wrapped her arms around Lyn's neck, and began crying profusely as she laid her head on his other shoulder. There wasn't much more she could do. She wasn't sure if anyone else on the linkshell had heard Lyn and/or her voice.
