The Sentinels Meeting in Moonlight

Omnium looked upon the smaller black and white female before him. While it was tempting to give away information, his mind drifted from it. If she was a vagabond much like himself, he felt sure he would meet her again. The world was only so small, after all. He focused yellow eyes back in on her face as the dawn streamed colorful light from the east onto Heph. A name that he was not soon to forget. One traveler knows another, Heph. We will meet again, but perhaps keeping my true name from you might help you remember me. Omnium slowly broke into a wry smile. His own personal way of getting under others skin was merely with a silver tongue.

Perhaps I will fulfill the call to be your knight one day, but you can call me by that name until that day comes. Until our next meeting, where I hope to be able to show you the way. He bid her politely before he took off down the coast. His trotting steps throwing up little puffs of sand in his wake. He knew Creed would likely be irate at the absence of his presence for so long. She was surely awake by now, and the thought of her pettiness kept his pace brisk.