Moonspear les miens

Standing watch, Glaukos witnessed much: not justwhat came to their doorstep, but what met them in the form of Alaric. Hastily thrown accusations, ire, commands; a flurry of concern from the arrivals, shifting eyes, murmured words.

The woman at the center, the one who appeared older than the men and also in charge, spoke her own piece. All the soldier wanted was to be given an order—so for now he would be patient. He kept his attention on the group as a whole, ready for anything.