pursuit of the wyld

Teaching was, still something that was starting to form within Josai's mind. Never quite saw herself as a teacher. Hardly liked taking on assistants and helpers when it came to manning the bar at the knoll. Yet, she understood the importance of it. Least, she thought she did. "So, tell me...

Stride kept at a steady clip, Helena's fine white cloak trailed behind her, the red-gold shimmer of the damask patterns of wolves and stags and great trees traced by the rays of golden sun that poured through the thick canopy above them. "I've heard of you, Squire Huxley," Helena said with a...