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Beth kicked the chair out and gave him a smile, “It’s good to see you Jaffer.”

He took the offered seat, placing his tankard on the table. “And ye too Beth. Reckoned ye fer dead until I got yer message.”

“That seems to be the popular opinion tonight,” she raised her glass to her lips.

Jaffer could only stare at her as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “How did ye escape? An entire Red Cloud attack force, ye an’ Whisper should be dead. Granted, there was many who thought him a goner until he resurfaced a few months back, complete with the Winding Maiden intact.”

“The Maiden still flies?” Beth perked up at this.

“Aye, naught a scratch on ‘er. Must’ve taken a pretty penny what after the way she crashed.”

Beth’s thought’s drifted back to that night.

The Maiden was coming up on Wind Witch Mountain, the Reds hot on her tail. There must have been some Fire Elf on that ship; it was the only explanation. The ropes began burning first, there were only minutes before it hit the gas. The entire crew was out, severing ties to the balloon while Whisper guided her to the peak of the mountain. It was either crash or explode and-

“Beth? Beth?”

Something was shaking her arm. Her hand snapped up, pinning the opponent down, a knife appeared in her other hand, poised to strike.

“Beth! Snap out of it!”

Her vision cleared and she saw Jaffer sitting across from her, his left arm pinned and about to be short one hand. With reluctance she let him go, and forced a small smile, “Sorry Jaff.” Her knife disappeared back into her sleeve.

He rubbed his abused hand, his voice full of concern, “What happened to ye Beth?”

She stared intently at her glass and began swishing the remaining liquid around, not answering him. Eventually she spoke, “I’m laying low Jaff, can’t be seen in the skies for a while.”

Jaffer nodded, “Understandable. Does Whisper know?”

Beth’s stomach contracted, “No.” She drained the alcohol, the burning of her throat easing the knot somewhat. “He thinks I’m dead, it’s safer that way.” She got up to get another drink, leaving Jaffer staring after her.