Open Chronicles Shakedown! At the Crossroad Mire

[HRavielle]

Ryan flipped off Fane at his comment. She did not keep a diary and she was a Dreadlord Initiate. She hadn’t needed her father since she was a very young age.

Once she was done glaring at Fane, she realized it would be much more entertaining (for her) if she left Fane by himself with the man. Yes...that was a much better idea.

"You know...on second thought...I think I am going to go with Lord Vardan and Threnody. I think Fane will leave some books uneaten..."

She winked at Fane and then followed after the other two with a single finger thrown up in his direction as she did.

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Threnody Blackburn Fane Vardan Kallach

 

[Amalric Urahil]

“There he is.”

A whisper of thought against thought, the trace of a finger light touch. The smooth sliding of scales against skin in Fane’s mind.

“The rabid wolf we have awaited. Held back with naught but sheer will. Straining against those thought-links.”

The words slithered into the mercenary’s mind.

“In your heart of hearts you want to let it out.”

Lips twitching in the faintest of smirks, Threnody turned away and fell in alongside Vardan, sparing a brief glance at Ryan as she accompanied them.

"What sort of baubles do you believe are hidden therein, my lord?"