Valceif Godfrey
First mention (by name): 2.15
First appearance: 2.15
Species: Human
Status: Deceased
- Val
- Valceif
Aliases for Valceif Godfrey
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| 2.15 | “It’s a good Guild you’ve got here. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Valceif Godfrey. I’m a Courier from First Landing. I’ve come down this way to do a delivery to the city of Liscor.” |
| 2.15 | That was the first thing Valceif said after the uproar had died down enough for him to be heard. He balanced on the balls of his feet, looking from Fals to the map on the wall. |
| 2.15 | “It’s great to meet you. I’ve only seen two Couriers before, and never this far south. My name is Fals. I’m sorry the guilds didn’t notify us you were coming down this way, ah, Valceif.” |
| 2.15 | “Call me Val. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Fals.” |
| 2.15 | Valceif shakes his head. |
| 2.15 | Fals looks like he can’t believe it either, but Val just smiles. |
| 2.15 | The other Runners look at me, and Val glances questioningly at Fals. He nods, relieved. |
| 2.15 | Fals looks like he’s going to inhale his tongue, but Val grins broadly. |
| 2.15 | Oops. The door closes behind me and Val. We’re already out the door. I glance at him. He’s a Courier? I wonder how fast he is. |
| 2.15 | As if he’s reading my mind, Val glances at my feet and then at the open street. |
| 2.15 | Val keeps pace effortlessly with me, and I can tell he’s watching me as I run. I know because I’m doing the same. |
| 2.15 | But Val runs like any athlete on the track. Short stride, center of gravity light, stepping with the fore and middle of his foot rather than landing on his heels. He and I both run as if we’re falling forwards, bodies relaxed, feet flashing across the frozen ground. |
| 2.15 | The city disappears behind us and I decide it’s time to test how fast this guy really is. I move into my fast run, the speed I run at in a marathon. Val doesn’t even blink as he speeds up. |
| 2.15 | Val runs right next to me, legs flashing through the snow, grinning. Not mockingly; not even in challenge. He’s enjoying the run, and he’s right next to me as I run as fast as I ever have. |
| 2.15 | Val shouts that over the rushing wind. I can’t even spare the effort to look at him—I’m putting everything I have into the run. But I hear his voice, not even out of breath. I feel like I’m gasping for air over here. |
| 2.15 | Can’t even think. I try to increase speed, but Val doesn’t even look strained. |
| 2.15 | The world is a blur around me, but Val was like the center of a focused lens. Since he and I are keeping the same pace, it’s like we’re the only two people in a world of blurred colors. But when he speaks, he suddenly blurs forwards. |
| 2.15 | I can’t believe it. But suddenly, Val is taking two steps for every one of mine. His feet aren’t just blurring on the ground—I can barely see his legs moving. He accelerates forwards, running twice as fast as I do. |
| 2.15 | The blur of motion that is the Courier accelerates to the main road, and then seems to pause. Suddenly the blur reverses direction and Val appears by my side, effortlessly keeping pace with me. |
| 2.15 | I can’t do anything else but nod. Val grins, and raises two fingers to his forehead. He accelerates, and then he’s moving faster than I am, faster than any human from my world has ever moved. He dashes down the snowy road, kicking up massive spays of snow into the air. |
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