Broken Boulder keep it down now

Alarian is the one to find them, as if he can sniff out trouble, and Liri is secretly relieved to have him there. (The healer is definitely not up to a fight.)

She returns his nod, falling in line behind him silently. For a moment, the fae feels an odd displacement. A mere Caretaker has no business intercepting those that cross but she stays put - uneasily - in case the Governor does need her. 

Liri can feel a twitch in her lip as she struggles to keep from curling it with aggression. She dislikes this girl. Everything about her screams disrespect; Liri longs to let loose the snarl building in her chest and chase the stranger across the boarder back to wherever she came from. 

This whole situation feels ridiculous. Yes, they're a sanctuary - the Sanctuary - but sanctuaries are meant to be safe. This whole open boarder feels like folly when smart asses are allowed to walk in and hunt right on their threshold.