Shifting Times Prequel ISymihr pushed open the swinging half-door into the dimly lit inn's bar. For the past three days he'd been at the docks of Kur'hran and just barely found time to himself. Iren, his boss and a rather well known Frineir throughout Kashian, had been fuming since they came to port and found a messenger waiting for them. Their associates on Flumeri had managed to "lose" some valuable merchandise after they'd pulled into Roomir's westernmost port, Suh'hran.
Shifting Times Prequel IIThe street outside the small inn was mostly empty, not good for the quick, unobserved disappearance she'd hoped for. Kri looked up and down the street briefly before darting to the left. "Stupid, stupid, stupid," she muttered under her breath. She cast a glance over her shoulder; Symihr was standing in the middle of the street. He called over to a group, comprised mostly of the canine Frineir, on the walk opposing the inn and pointed straight at her. She didn't need to hear his words to know what he said.
Shifting Times Prequel IIISensation slowly came back to Kri as consciousness sluggishly returned. Her mind gradually slid towards awareness, first feeling the wood beneath her body that swayed and creaked. She allowed her senses to come back at their own pace, no need rushing things. The resulting headache from a panicked leap back to reality would not be worth the time it saved. Sound softly drifted to her ears, creeping leisurely to higher volume as her mind returned to a fully awakened state. None of the noises were familiar, at least at first. There were voices hidden between the other sounds, all male, where was she? There was a bump in the road; the sudden jolting of the wheels jostled her into full consciousness.
Shifting Times Prequel IVKri woke up to the sound of the gate slamming shut. She slit her eyes open, it was dark now and took her eyes a while to focus. Cursing filtered to her ears, or at least she thought they were curses. They weren't Common Tongue or anything else she could easily recognize. It was the vehemence with which the words were spoken that hinted the words' meaning.
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