Information Castor

Purpose. Everyone has one, like little bees buzzing around a hive, trying to make more honey then his neighbor. Thankfully, this is a slot that I have never fallen into, having never felt the need to keep up with anyone. Not that anyone really notices me, I tend to disappear in a crowd, which is precisely the way I like it.

But there are times I have to trade my invisibility for information. Today was one of those days, and I found myself waiting in a small café on the square to talk to Gabriel. About Kain.

I had to know where he was, if he was alive, any tidbit of information that might put my fears at ease.

Castor has fled to Schendi. Aiden is being held as a heretic and a rapist. And there is little I can do for either of them.

I am confused and my heart aches for both men.

I miss Kain so.