He and his sister are like me in a lot of ways. Their father — and I use the term loosely — was a power-hungry bastard with a big gaping hole where morality should've lived, but he did sort of what my Agency tended to do, finding candidates and acquiring them. He just had a habit of calling them children, whereas we called them something else.
Alanei told me he'd always pick them in pairs, usually a boy and a girl, and he'd give them names that were anagrams of each other. So he could remember which one went with which, he said.
...Anyway. They had a worse time of it than I ever did, but that's how they ended up in Ennalore, like me. They ran by choice, where I ran by...I guess still by choice, but under duress. They were happy to be away from him where I was less thrilled.
His sister is a dragonslayer, which is actually how I met them. They came to me because they'd had an encounter with a dragon and Eliana had either killed it or spooked it away from its nest — they didn't really care to tell me which. But the dragon had left an unhatched egg behind and Alanei didn't want it to die.
I always thought that was something really charming about him. For a necromancer, Alanei loves life more than anybody I've ever met.
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if you want to tell stories you should tell tgem because you want to, not because someone else wants you to
[ drunk, but wholly sincere. ]
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You really are a lot like Alanei.
How about if I tell you a story about him?
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Alanei told me he'd always pick them in pairs, usually a boy and a girl, and he'd give them names that were anagrams of each other. So he could remember which one went with which, he said.
...Anyway. They had a worse time of it than I ever did, but that's how they ended up in Ennalore, like me. They ran by choice, where I ran by...I guess still by choice, but under duress. They were happy to be away from him where I was less thrilled.
His sister is a dragonslayer, which is actually how I met them. They came to me because they'd had an encounter with a dragon and Eliana had either killed it or spooked it away from its nest — they didn't really care to tell me which. But the dragon had left an unhatched egg behind and Alanei didn't want it to die.
I always thought that was something really charming about him. For a necromancer, Alanei loves life more than anybody I've ever met.
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[ guess who finally remembered what a necromancer is ]
I'm glad you found each other