Dahozhoni Meadow blood and wine

"that is very specific, my priest," tavina said, and she flopped wearily down beside her friend. for he was that, if he was many things; he was indeed her companion. 

"it's far too open to guard on all sides," the sesh observed, leaning on her pack. "but you're right, who wants to see a bunch of sweating grunting young men bloodied in service of a young woman who perhaps wants none of them at all."

her brow furrowed.