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Karsh was thinking fast. He had to. He'd left the library for a few minutes to think, so he could try and make sense. During those few minutes, Abilene had spilled her ghosty guts about everything. He could see it in his head now...
"Ow! let go of me! you're actually hurting my arm!" Abilene was surprised for once. He actually did have a grip of her arm, and that was the biggest shock of all. Her yelp brought him out of his head and back to the present situation.
"Just what did you tell her?" it's not every day that one gets told that they've been talking to a person who history recorded as an evil man. Human reaction to such a thing is to forget everything you've learned but to trust what you've been told. And if what you were told was false....
"I told her that you.. you were the one who defeated the Archon all those years ago.." Abilene's green eyes flashed slightly. She didn't know what harm she might have done. She always had believed in him, even back when he was a boy, a thousand years ago. He relaxed a little. The Queen had pieced it together from that and what the Eternal had said. He turned, ran a hand through his hair, and muttered to himself.
"Just exactly what did you say, exactly?"
"I said that You had fallen in battle, that you had been laid on a bier down in the vaults, that you were who I spoke to in your long slumber.. and that He brought you back to.. " she broke off. It wasn't her place to say what Karsh was supposed to do. Those words would have to come from another. And her foresight told her that those words were coming within a few minutes. They both felt a storm brewing, but the sky out the window was clear.

Her eyes told him all he needed to know. He would walk, he had to. She was terrified of him, not hearing what he said. "Dark Lord? What name is this? Why did you not state who you truly were?" Because of this. "Who are you? Why are you here? Have you come to add to our sorrows?"I am Garuk Sha'ul only to the enemies of this kingdom."The Harvester of Sorrow? Truly you are here to torment us?" He heard more fear and anger in five minutes than he'd ever experienced in his whole existence. He had to leave. It was the only answer he could think of. And he'd been somewhat at peace for once...

Rathe watched the proceedings and knew what he had to do. Karsh would leave, that was certain. His sister would act impulsively, out of fear. Why she had such a deep dread of this man was beyond him. He'd already come to the conclusion that this man, strange as he and his abilities were, would never willingly try to harm them. He backed into the shadows, grabbed his pack and cloak, and slipped out.

"You don't have to go. You don't have to fight him again. Not yet." Abilene said to much, and knew it. Karsh spun around.
"Fight who?" his eyes looked like they could burn through stone. He had his sword, cloak, gear, shield, everything he might need on his pending journey. He looked the part of a dark warlord. He made a gesture, and pushed aside the door without touching it.
"I can't say it." Abilene looked hurt. She had somewhat seen Karsh as her adopted son when he was little, and somewhat as a brother later on. She didn't want him to die again. Karsh pressed her, she could feel him in her mind, pulling. "the Archon, he's back as well."
His face relaxed. But only slightly. He looked more like he'd swallowed poison now. He turned and sat down, the door open. A figure in a cloak walked by.
"You mean to tell me that he didn't die when he and i clashed last? That necromancer is still around?" to his credit, he didn't scream it. She couldn't fathom why. After all, hadn't the Archon nearly destroyed Karsh Kentu's family and everything he cared about? A resignated sigh from the chair.
"I have to speak to her, again." he stroked his mustache a little while looking out the window. But he didn't see the view out the window, he saw things from the distant past. And thought of a war, fought long ago. Abilene mourned for the end of what she had hoped for.