Two Rivers Isle The lily of the valley

Her eagerness to resume this all-important hunt was not lost on Piety. The longshadow had no intentions of keeping her any longer than necessary, hopefully conveyed in the brevity of his questions, and he certainly was not about to fruitlessly offer to join her when their efforts would be better spent apart. Seeking strictly the need-to-know, Niamh did not disappoint, divulging the pertinent information as swiftly and succinctly as asked.

He nodded.

Alyx of the Firebirds. Return Address: the copse along the river. Property of Niamh.

“I will not keep you,” he replied, taking a few steps backward, to fade back into the fog from whence he came. Faintly, he added a common parting from his homeland, “May your hunt prosper.” A prayer, an edict, that her cause not be lost; spoken into existence.