Yeah, yeah, so you say

Back on topic. Right.

- Nightdweller has been destroyed, - Evaluator reported unnecessarily. Shonar nodded.
"Good work, Eval. Where'd those Deathless Ones go?"
- Near as I can tell, all but one headed for the Venomstrike. Some of those on the Nightdweller didn't make it off. -
"Where did the one go?"
There was a long silence. Then more words surfaced.
- That's gotta be wrong. - Disbelief colored the words. Shonar blinked.
"Why? Where'd he go?"
- Pirelann, commander of Nightdweller, is a she, Shonar. -
"Alright, where'd she go?"
- This can't be right. -
"What can't be right?"
- According to my calculations and info, she went to the Swordblade. -
"And what is the Swordblade?"
- Codename, Scimitar's Pride. It's the Raxilian flagship. -
"That's gotta be wrong." Either the Raxilians were traitors or Beren had a backstabber in the ranks.
- That's what I said. -

Pirelann's robe was now a charcoal grey. The ersatz Deathless One-turned-Fader appeared to be alone although she spoke with both Venomarin and Sharrakamov.
*You must deal with both Selantrio and Xastaquova*
*I will take them both* Venomarin said.
*Xastaquova is more powerful than you think*
*My life debt demands that I take them*
A strong feeling that Venomarin should wait, from Sharrakamov.
*You overreact* Pirelann said. *He is powerful even in the lands of mortals, and Selantrio is no weakling*
*I will not wait*
Anger from Sharrakamov. Then he spoke.
*You must*
When Sharrakamov spoke, people listened. The Silent One did not waste words.
*I cannot*
*You must. Wait until the mortals confront him* Pirelann urged.
*No*
*If you fail to obey we will keep you here until it is time* she threatened.
With extreme reluctance Venomarin acquesied (sp?).
*Very well. I will remain here*
*You have no choice. But leave Xastaquova for the Solitary one*
*No! I will destroy the dark one myself*
*She will have the dark one* Sharrakamov confirmed.
*Then I and Sharrakamov will support you. I will take Selantrio*
*You are not powerful enough* Venomarin protested.
*I am. I can do it*
*Are you certain? He is powerful* she warned.
*I am certain. Long I have waited*
*Good*
There was Sharrakamov's acknowledgement before he was gone. Venomarin lingered long enough to say, *be ready* before she too left.
Pirelann remained, alone. She was ready.
She knew it.


I can't believe this. I've written it out on paper and I'm already past Beren's defeat ... you poor people, you have to wait ...