Moonspear what dies doesn’t stay dead

Rodyn held upon his back the goat pelt to be cleansed. He had planned on doing it himself as a gift for the Ulaq of Sialuk and Elentari. He was surprised when he came across Ariadne.

She seemed sad and tired and he chuffed gently laying his burden down.

Ariadne. Why don't you rest. I'll work at it for a time.

A soft smile on his face. It both pained him and overjoyed him sometimes when Ariadne was near. She had been near him in his darkest moments. There was a bond there and yet somwtimes she looked so much like Samani his heart hurt.