Fable - Ask The Long Road

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Meredith was following closer to Emryc than her other classmates. She didn't understand the commentary they provided against orcs, even a half-breed. It mattered little to her. He was leading them, so she followed. That was the end of it.

Dorian was still trying to needle her, but before she could respond, Emryc put a halt to their convoy. She leaned in the saddle and peered ahead. "Elves. I'm assuming this isn't going to go well for us."

There was an exchange of words in elvish, though never put to practice, Meredith understood the familiarity of some words. She shifted in her saddle once more and arched an eyebrow at Dorian. Emryc called out the arrows in barely enough time for the them to react. She was actually quite glad she was near Dorian at the point.

He stopped the arrows from descending upon them and she gave him a grateful look. "Thank you, Dorian. I agree, let's take the fight to them." She followed behind him just as swiftly, drawing her own blade. She had her tome, but the situation was not dire enough for her to use its power yet.