Dragoncrest Cliffs a hundred stories, a hundred lives

The trip back seems to take longer than the way there but she finds more on her mind than before. She’d gone to the peak to clear her mind and make way for the upcoming war but she’d been thrown a curveball she hadn’t expected to ever see again. As much as she wants to question the past year, something keeps her from doing it. Part of her doesn’t want to know. Nothing urges her to find out. The commanders have gone quiet and by the time she reaches the fringes of Drageda, the morning sun brightening to the sky, and she glances back to see @Hvitserk in tow.

“You have no real place here yet,” she says, remaining in their native tongue before turning away and continuing on. “The edge of this forest borders our claim and it is where you will remain. There is another here, too. Arrille. Prove to me you deserve a second chance and you will be given your spot.”

And lord help him should @Eske decide to seek him out.