Tharvek sat quietly with one fist resting beneath his chin, his body leaning slightly forward as his grayish hair fell loosely over his forehead.
His posture was relaxed, almost lazy, yet there was something strangely imposing about the way he sat. His white robes pooled around the large stone chair while his half-lidded eyes remained fixed on nothing in particular, the silence of the room seeming heavier around him.
"It should be almost running out by now."
His voice drifted softly through the room.
The ability he'd given his new 'guard' wasn't permanent. Even with his own ability acting as a medium, there was only so long the connection could remain stable before it eventually faded.
Tharvek knew that well.
"I wonder what he'll do next?"
His fingers slowly tapped against his cheek.
Would he return after losing the trail?
Or would he continue searching on his own?
Either option worked for him.
