Firefly Glen [PHE] Strides

Every minute that passed was one stolen away from the wounded Muat-riya girl; from felling her perpetrators.

His eyes were hardcast upon the small gathering, moving with the swiftness of a distressed leader, @Toula beside him. These were the figureheads of their allied forces, and now the time had come to see if they would act as aid in Akashingo’s hour of need.

“Good evening Lady Kukutux, Lord Rodyn, Sunman Aiolos,” he spoke to all three. “Forgive the interruption. Pharaoh Toula and I must pull out from the hunt prematurely. It has been reported to us that an attack was made on our Summer palace in the Naaghai. Our youngest mazoi has been gravely injured, and a prisoner set loose in exchange for her life. He is an ostensibly dangerous man, to children especially, so you understand why we must leave for Muat-riya tonight.”

To his wife he looked next, the call for aid made most effectively in the steady voice of Pharaoh.