Its a Trap, but Not a Trap

"I should have known there would be consequences here." Morley was seated across from me, Aelanes like the inbetweener he was between us. We were at an open air cafe and I was unarmed (aside from magic, but you know unarmed). Aelanes wanted to meet for lunch to go over things and not to long into ordering Morley showed up. He had that smug look he always has, and a couple very large guards with him they didn't sit down instead choosing to be standing the whole time. I also knew from the way that Aelanes was not looking at me which told me he was in on it.

"After all this time that's how you respond to me."

"I should call the police."

"And what report that a friend had a seat for lunch with you? If you think that the Guard still has me on their list of dangerous magicals, you clearly don't understand how politics work. I mean gods I supply weaponry and uniforms to these people, we have buried the hatchet mostly." The way he said mostly belied so much about the true nature of his agreement with the Guard.

"Well then maybe we should go to my office, I'm sure I have something to give you."

"Like a bullet from the hand of the fire god? Yes I know you have it, no I'll not allow you to shoot me with it, and to answer your next question, no I haven't tried to retrieve it from you, if you have proven adept at one thing in your life its setting blood traps and I'm sure the hand is protected by one really nasty one." He wasn't wrong about any of it, but still I would have liked to have seen him try and get the Hand.

"What do you want Morley?"

"To clear the air Trezlan, we're a unique creature in this world, you Aelanes and myself are pretty much the only ones."

"There is Hanlon as well."

"Hanlon is not a necromancer, whatever he is its not one of us trust me I know." The way he said not one of us seemed to imply not just a necromancer, but not even a human, which always what I thought.

"All the same, I'm sure you and Aelanes want something of me and I don't want anything of you, so we're done here this conversation is over." I left. I didn't know what they wanted. And I didn't care, because it was a trap. I mean apparently Aelanes wanted me to forget the treasure vault was a trap Morley set years ago! And now he wanted me to listen to Morley now? Madness! At least I had a counter this time to Morley, and oddly enough Hanlon knew I'd be dropping by. Swear to gods that guy is almost as creepy as Morley.