The bermuda cluster

Seeing both Ruth and Revas was almost overwhelming, at least it caught him off-guard enough that he hadn’t even realised that Revas had sought him out in his mind. Not that either were bad surprises of course. He was thrilled to see Revas again and has so much to tell him. Ruth was, well, it probably shouldn’t have been as much a surprise as it was, but then he’d been so consumed with why he was in Arlathan, it never occurred to him he might run into more people he knew than just Megara. He grinned and momentarily focused on Revas.

So does that mean you don’t want me to tell the story about the time we got drunk on peach schnaps?! He said with a teasing grin, then realising that Revas had said something in his mind, but Alaric had been too overwhelmed to notice at first, he slipped into some mind magic and talked to Revas. Don’t worry, I promise not to embarrass you too much. We definitely need to catch up!

Then Alaric turned his attention to Ruth, a red flush spreading over his cheeks as he remembered his time with Ruth. The last twenty years had certainly been interesting ones, and even though his heard had remained steadfastly for a woman he couldn’t have, that didn’t mean his bits hadn’t had needs that needed fulfilling.

Good to see you Ruth. It’s uh, been awhile. Flashes of their time together flitted through his mind, in another life perhaps he could have fallen for Ruth, if his heart hadn’t already belonged to someone else.