WeWriWa #14: 20 December 2015

I think Lan goes into bouts of inner thoughts more often than Eirika. I suppose that can’t be helped, as they are two different viewpoints altogether. All the same, there isn’t much action in the first chapter with him, though I suppose with all of the action being packed into Eirika’s first chapter, this couldn’t be helped.

For previous Lan-ish excerpts, click HERE and HERE.

“Are you the gentleman who procured the clocktower job?” A timid, gentle voice asked as Lan stepped out of the bar.

Well, hello, he thought. He eyed the woman, a slightly plump young maid wearing a flowing pale blue dress, complete with a silk ribbon band tied at the top of her brown curls. Her face was deathly pale, as though the Pernatan sun had not touched her skin, yet she stood underneath the bright, beaming sunshine without a hat or a mask. A bright red tattoo was found at the base of her long neck. While the insignia barely showed, Lan identified the color as the ink of Paracelsus, the Salamander Tower.

There was something odd with the way she stood, stationary, graceful, unmoving. But hell, she was attractive. “Yeah, that’d be me.”

Story Notes: Amber and Tourmalines (working title, definitely not the final one) is a story of a black market dealer and her investigation into the untimely deaths of important colleagues. It is also a story of a man down on his luck and resorting to thievery to make ends meet. Only the man’s pretty bad at petty theft, but a rather decent clockmaker. The black market dealer has no problem pointing this out–and involuntarily recruiting him to a life of crime.