Losing Myself Piece By Piece

Ulric was somewhere drifting between wakefulness and sleep, struggling as he usually did to fully rest. Some nights were better than others, but tonight was on the worse end of the spectrum. Unknowingly, that was for the best because it allowed him to wake up when a strange pattering started hitting against his door with a voice he didn't recognize calling his name. He blinked his eyes open and gave his head a shake to wake himself up as he hopped down from the bed and hurried to open the door. When he did, he was confronted with Tamsyn's lemur, leaping in place, practically screeching at him to hurry and go to her. He didn't wait for the primate to explain himself or question what was going on, he immediately darted away form his room and down the hall to race to the other part of the castle, confusion and worry weighing on him as he ran. He didn't know what to expect, he only knew it had to be bad for Tamsyn to send her companion to fetch him like this.

He reached the wing where the Carpathius family resided and he ran up the stairs to the floor where most of their rooms were located and almost instantly he was confronted with the sharp, metallic scent of blood. His heart dropped into his stomach as he hurried forward, following the sent until he found his way to one of the bedrooms where he found Artorias and Gwynevere standing over Tamsyn who was laying on her side across one of the infirmary beds, her face bloody and torn. Ulric gapped at the sight, his mind racing through a hundred different possibilities of what could have happened. Did some creature get into the castle? Was anyone else hurt? Where was Resin? As if to answer his question, Tamsyn's soft voice reached him, sending him away to go to Resin. He glanced at her with confusion and concern, but did as she wished and turned to trot down the hall, following her scent and the trail of blood that led to the door of the bedroom that Tamsyn and Resin shared.

He saw a puddle of blood pooled beside the door and saw the wooden sword keeping the door closed and slowly began to paint a picture of what happened. He grit his teeth, and walked closer to the door, leaning in to press his ear to the door for a moment to listen for movement inside. "Resin?" he called, already beginning to brace himself to have to fight her off or worse if he had to. He didn't know exactly what had taken place, but right now he didn't have to. Something had hurt Tamsyn badly - presumably Resin if he was reading the situation correctly - and he had to keep them safe. "I'm going to open the door," he quickly added, pausing for a moment before grabbing the grip of the sword and pulling it free of the door handle, dropping it to the ground before carefully pushing the door open, peering into the room to find his mentor and figure out what was going on.

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