Sidhlot and Sorrow: More on their Arrangement

(Crossing, Zoluren: 377 Nissa 359)

In the course of a visit with the Magus Prayk, who is in the service of Lord Sorrow, I came to a little clearer understanding of the relationship between Sidhlot and Sorrow.

Frankly, after they both showed up one evening to ‘speak’ to citizens, I thought something was fishy. Sidhlot was too quiet, he deferred to Sorrow, and when he did speak, he essentially said what Sorrow had said.

This was not in keeping with what I knew of the Necro Lord from previous encounters, over a decade ago, I guess that was.

But my suspicion was that Sidhlot was playing along with Sorrow, saying and doing whatever would please him until he had whatever he wanted. And then, he would leave Sorrow like so much dirty laundry.

Or perhaps that Sorrow was under his spell somehow.

Little did I begin to suspect it was just the opposite. Sorrow held some sort of arcane control over Sidhlot!

Prayk told me, "What Marstan has done to Sorrow has allowed Sidhlot to exist on his own. He is no longer bound by Sorrow’s will. He can walk the lands quite freely."

I was aghast, "Sorrow bound Sidhlot? Dear Damaris!"

Prayk nodded quietly at me.

You say, "This is the first I have heard of it."

Prayk replied, "I had only found out recently. Sorrow is not so forthcoming with his information anymore."

I was still unsure of my company, and it seemed expedient to find out what his standing in this surprising little turn of events was.

Prayk sighed, "I am bound to Sorrow by my word, and have been informed that if Sorrow is to persih, I will follow Sidhlot’s bidding."

He went on to explain that Sorrow and Sidhlot were partners. I do not pretend to understand the nature of such a partnership, nor of the agreement that binds Prayk so completely to Sorrow, and likewise, to Sidhlot. I felt it would be prying where I did not belong to even inquire.

The news weighed heavily on my shoulders. Sidhlot.

I asked aloud, it was a rhetorical question, "What are we to do now?"

Prayk responded, though, "Pray?"

"Pray? But for what?" This was getting more confusing with every day.

Prayk replied, "Pray that Marstan didn’t make as big of a mistake as I think he did."

The Magus Prayk returned into the shadows which brought him out to the countryside soon, but I am left with a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I think we need to pray for a lot more than that.