Shadowwyn Moor relinquo

he would not be alone for long.

the wind played along his shoulders as he turned his silent face toward wren. there was no fight remaining in germanicus; he had seen silvertongue's supposed end and knew it would only turn to ugly, grieving fire when it came out.

but he was still now, unmoving. tauris followed next, her voice for him. and further off, akavir slowly closed upon the small group.

"i have come to leave," he told kvarsheim's leader, noting she had come alone. in the back of his mind, perhaps he knew. and yet he wished such things to be said aloud.

for wren he had no words. she was ill-knit and seemed in poor health. "tauris. i am not a good man and my name will no longer blacken your borders. i hope this hunting suffices and will be of use to you and kvarsheim. i am sorry to depart so abruptly."

where was gunnar?