The clouds had been building up below the city for that past few hours, although rain would never fall on them, the lightning was a hazard enough. Through the haze one could see Dref Dur in the distance a mix of clouds and sun pouring calico light over its clumped together buildings.
"Are you sure you want to go? This weather moving in wont help your little dingy." The shopkeeper looked up at the imposing figure. There ain't much a sword can do against falling to your death."
She laughed, the gold hilts of her swords gleaming in the half light, "You'd be surprised old man."
"Hmm, you seem very familiar to me, what's your name?"
She turned to him her blue eyes sad, yet still smiled, "You don't want to know that old man, I'm just a card of the Minor Arcana, I have no part to play. You can call me the Two of Swords."
"Not an odd name I suppose. "the shopkeeper grunted as he got up. "Alright then, you're lucky you fished this from that ship I suppose, most have been harvested out. It should fly pretty well considering her size but I wouldn't fly with her long distances."
"No worries I just need to get over there." She pointed to Dref Dur.
The shopkeepers face blanched, "What's a nice girl like you going to do in a town like that?"
"You know what's going on then?"
The shopkeeper nodded, and the Two of Swords sighed.
"I'm going, because who else can even the odds?" She leaned down and took the little tree from his wrinkled hands. "Thank you for what you've done so far."
The key to getting over to Dref Dur was not gliding over top the rough clouds, but to get enough height. With that the sucking wind would pull her crashing down into Dref Dur. It was a long shot, she could wait out the weather, but time was becoming a problem. The Minor Arcana were all gathered in Dref Dur, and the enemy had her only strong means of transportation. Gino had been lost a stranger taken him aside. Worse still, perhaps the Six of Cups had told Kuro of her presence.
The mermaids had said the Hand of Fate was once in the hands of a goddess, she fell in love with an elf and gave him the item. But the goddess was driven from her place and in her torment of losing her family and the elf who the gods told her they would kill him, she killed herself.
However, the elf used the Hand of Fate to elude the gods and return to his love. The color of her blood dyed his skin so he was also hated by his family and driven from the elven community. He had fifteen followers and used his lovers blood to turn them into dark elves as well. He and his followers did their best to ruin the name of the gods, which is why they never surfaced until that fateful Halloween. Kuro is one of his descendants and it seemed the Hand of Fate had been in his hands.
However, a young Gaian heard of this Hand of Fate and she had an object, something that caused one of the dark elves to trade the Hand of Fate for it. Both he and the strange mysterious object disappeared, but the Hand of Fate stayed with our young Gaian.
She soon fell in love with an aspiring megalomaniac, on her deathbed she gave him the Hand of Fate which in turn he gave to the young babe she left behind.
These mermaids knew this because both father and son were plunged into the mermaid realm.
The mermaids had always remained fans of these two so they used the Hand of Fate to save them. Although the following events revealed only bits and pieces of the past, the reason Gino is being sought after is as I feared.
Kuro wants the stolen artifact, the Hand of Fate. But I, the Two of Swords, have something else that could interest the Dark Elves. That's why I must find the Nine of Pentacles and Seven of Wands, this is why I'm braving lightning, wind and adventures to even the odds here, because if it's anything I want is to bring this story the justice it deserves.