[IRP] As Firm as a Mountain

[WyvernSlayer]

Limstella turned her back to the stranger as he kept babbling on about being a fire mage and whatnot. I never asked for your life story, kid, she thought. But then he said something that made her stop in her tracks:

“I don’t suppose your brother is named Satsume? Coincidentally, I saw that man around town not too long ago.”

Apprehension gripped at Stella’s muscles as she slowly turned back around. “You… you know my brother?” The stranger’s look was an expectant one, as though he were anticipating a further reaction from her. Stella wasn’t sure what all of this meant. First Satsume comes home with a dying girl in his arms, and now he’s being followed by mages from the refugee camp? Does he know about this guy? What-

*slam!*

Limstella nearly jumped in surprise as the door to her house was practically bashed off its hinges. A quick look at the armored figure that was walking out made her breathe a sigh of relief. Satsume did have a habit of slamming doors when he was frustrated. Completely ignoring the mage she was speaking with a minute ago, she ran over to him. He was staring at the ground, absently packing tobacco into his pipe.

“What’s the matter, Satsume?” she asked.

“She’s taken the medicine. Nothing else we can do now but wait,” said Satsume, not looking up from the ground.

“Who is she?”

“I don’t know.”

“Clearly you do, Satsume.” Limstella folded her arms. “You’re not one to be sweeping girls off their feet.”

“Who asked you?!” Satsume glared at his sister, then caught the familiar green locks of the probably-a-guy-but-maybe-a-girl behind her.

“Ray?” Satsume struck the match in his hand and lit up his pipe. “What are you doing here?”