Arrow Lake ungesagt

Sarah was doing quite well, in fact. There was a bit of confidence-boost, ever since she had sparred with Awol and had withstood some of the man's attacks. Stiff and rusty - her skill had not disappeared, but needed good polishing and oiling with the help of frequent exercise. 

And now she was out of Emberwood, heading East to see, if anything was known about a tall-dark creep that had scared the hell out of Reiko. Sarah did not have much pity for candy-floss and princess like girls, but she took her job as a guardian very seriously. Any insult to one packmate of Uaine Gorsedd was a personal insult to her.

So, when she first caught sight of Mahler from afar, Sarah froze and observed the fellow through narrowed eyes. The general was saved from a sad fate on guillotine, when she recognized his gait and immediately eased up, and began to move towards him.

It had been few months now, since the two had last met and discussed - furrowed brow - Sarah no longer remembered the subject. However, she did recall that the old fellow was the only other person besides herself, who she could bear and find interesting to have a conversation with. For a person, who did not like other people much, that was the highest compliment.

"You have not changed at all," she called out to him from afar.