Kingdom of Edalene (Open for one female)

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Bree barely qualified to be a city, Arutha thought to himself sourly, trudging along the muddy streets. The sky was getting darker with the approaching evening, but it was hard to tell from the grey thick clouds that had blanketed the sky for days, the constant chilling drizzle just adding to the miserable air. The streets themselves were bustling, and the mercenary drew his thick travelers cloak around him, on his guard to pickpockets and other thieves. Over 6 feet, and with the lean muscle that comes from the hard life as a mercenary, he had little to worry about from the common opportunistic thief, but was kept wary by the size of the crowd pressing around him. Although little more than a mudhole in his mind, Bree was near overcrowded with activity, having recently become the makeshift hub for recruitment in the latest little skirmish. All around him were other men, and women, seeking the so called fortunes of war.

Although Arutha would sometimes find himself almost sneering at them, he knew he was no better. Like them, he was just another mercenary, willing to risk his life and fight in exchange for the means to keep himself fed. He took no pride in it though, and now was fighting back a feeling of shame at signing on for this current company. He'd heard this was a good opportunity, but those had been -magicians- talking to the Captains; those subhuman black-robed bastards couldn't be trusted, and made him worry just what the hell he'd gotten himself into. No one liked the Magicians’ Guild, always pulling the strings behind the scenes, but Arutha -hated- them. He'd once devoted his life to finding ways to kill the bastards, and took great care to keep his arms well covered under their gaze. Under scrutiny they’d recognise the blue woad tattoos that spiraled and looped all over his body for what they are, runic magic for the sole purpose of countering their own spells. To be caught with them would be certain death; all other forms of magic other than the Guild’s own were strictly outlawed. With a weary sigh as he inspected a rather ramshackle inn, he fought down another worm of shame gnawing at him. Now here he was excepting work from them. He’d certainly hit a new low this time. Passing on the already overcrowded looking inn, he continued on down the street looking for lodgings, reasoning soon that anywhere he could lay his head would do.

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Leighla scrubbed her hands clean for what seemed the hundreth time.she could not believe what she herself had done to Kalen. She took a deep breath and wiped her hands on her dirty skirts, soon someone would come looking for him and so she didnt have much time to escape this god awful prison.she braced herself to face her crime and the scene made her stomach turn;there was blood and human parts everywhere.Still leighla couldnot explain it.
she had known he would try to bed her, she had thought herself brave enough to submit and accept it for her families sake, but when the time came and he grabbed at her it was as if someone else came over her. With her hands placed on his chest she began speaking in tounges she would never understand and just like majic he, he exploded..there was no other way to put it and leighla would think of it no longer.
Making her way down the stairs with her hand almost on the door it opened and she bumped right into someone who had placed their hands on her waist, to prevent her fall. But she was safe now and as she looked up his arms seemed to linger a little too long for leighlas comfort.
"Forgive me" she realised her voice was low almost child like she was a woman of 20 years dammit! Many times she had cursed her beauty for it had caused nothing but problems in her homeland and right now it was no different with this big stranger for he was staring at her with lust before he quickly masked it.she was so close to freedom still leighla knew she couldnot endure killing another man. Her mind was tired and everything else ached.
"remove your hands from me at once" her reply was strong and confident the fury she felt made her olive green eyes glow with passion.
 
The crowd was not helping his mood, and each person that jostled him caused it to become fouler. Still, he knew better than to snap at any of them; too many fighting men in one place, it would only take one spark to set them all off into a brawl. Arutha was looking down the street, eyes searching for lodgings when a gap in the group drew his eye. His eyes narrowed on two figures coming in his direction; the black high-collared robes were unmistakable, faces hidden by the deep cowls, if they were closer the single silver dragon shaped pin that adorned the collar would be visible, a mark of their rank. Not that they needed it, their presence was enough. The crowds parted automatically for them, out of fear as the two Magicians seemed to be striding purposely forward. No one wanted to keep a Magician for his business.

Arutha suppressed a curse; he was immediately suspicious. Was it him? Had he not been as careful as he'd thought? It was stupidly risky of him to be here like this, he should've known better. Either way, he didn't think his temper would hold out being this close to a Magician , and opted instead to slip down the next street. Nudging his way a little through the crowd, he growled a curse as he felt someone run into him, his hands moving instinctively out despite himself to steady the figure. All prepared to snap in anger, his gaze flickered downwards and voice caught for a moment at the figure that was now almost in his arms. A woman. She was beautiful... what in the Hell was she doing here looking like that? He shook himself a little for staring as her demand to let her go broke through the daze, a scowl returning to his face as he snatched his hands back. "My sincerest apologies then Lady; next time you can fall on your rump instea..." His voice drifted off again, not at the way her eyes were staring intensely at his own grey ones, but now at the way his skin was prickling uncomfortably. Magic... but, from her? She was positively radiating it. With a groan he turned around, not in the least surprised when he could see the two cloaked figures at the entrance to the little street. This is who they had been following, the girl must be a natural. At her age, that would be certain death at their hands. He hesitated for only a moment then snatched back at her wrist, pulling her the other way and trying to hide themselves in the crowd. "Apologies again Lady, but whatever you are doing you need to cut it the Hell out. Those two..." He jerked his head back at the approaching pair "Seem to be after you."
 
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As leighla was being pulled through the crowd, she couldnot contain the dissapointment that threatened to spill her tears.All men, bad, bloodthirsty men!Oh how foolishly naive she was to think freedom awaited her.
It took her a few seconds to realize he was talking to her and her dissapointment was quickly replaced by fear as she saw the two beings who seemed to be after her.How could they know so soon? Kaden had money but for the most part he was ordinary,he had no power no prestige..She cursed out loud then groaned in embarrasment as the man simply raised his eyebrow at her.
She pulled her cloak on over her head and thanked all gods she was dirty.She willed herself to calm down and breath, she had been in worst situations after all. Leighla began to softly hum a childhood rhyme learned from her grandmother.
"when ever you are in doubtmy child, when you glow with the presence of another sing this and invisible you shall become"
The images came flooding back and she could smell the flowers and plants from the forest when she was but a child.she had not realised she had stopped moving though she did feel him trying to push her on.He looked concerned as if he was debating wether to leave her there alone, with a scowl on his face and a curse from his lips he held her tighter and stared straight ahead at the two intimidating beings and she could not believe her eyes when they simply walked right by them. Once they were all but gone she looked the man in his now wide eyes and whispered "leighla" before it all went dark.
 
It was hours later, and Arutha sat watching the slumbering figure of the girl from the street with a thoughtful expression. He had broken into the basement of a small rundown looking shop to seek refuge for the two of them; the dry dusty air and filthy surroundings gave the impression that it has been some time since this place had seen people. He'd left her sleeping on the floor and hoped he'd made her as comfortable as possible with a few old blankets he'd found and his cloak. This place had also given him the space he'd needed to work; drawn around her on the wooden floor was a hastily drawn twisted design, loops and whirls painted in a thin dye he'd quickly made. Arutha was no runeweaver, but he remembered some of what the one of his clan had taught him, the same one that had crafted his tattoos. This for now anyway should stop the Magicians scrying for the girl.

A thought played across his mind though at that notion: 'She might not even need it'. He found himself frowning at remembering the encounter on the road. The girl in his arms refusing to move, and the Magicians bearing down on them. Then she had been humming; a haunting but somehow uplifting little melody, one of apparent enough power to make the markings on his skin burn. Certainly powerful, he thought with a little shake of his head in disbelief. If he hadn't seen the Magicians walk past them as if they weren't there he'd never have believed it. And now here they were. He had no idea what to do with her when she woke up. He wasn't even sure why he hadn't just left her there. With an almost irritated sigh he stretched back on the wooden crate he'd made into a makeshift seat and went back to idly sharpening a long hunter's knife. Over the rasp of the metal, he heard a small noise come from the figure on the floor, and spoke softly without looking up. "If you're awake, don't scream or panic or anything else noisy. You're safe. Relatively." He added the last word with a dry mutter.
 
As she tried to rise leighla realized her mistake to late for she could not control her body and back down she fell.
His wry request ofcourse did little to ease her worries.
"Where,by gods, was she?!" Her head was pounding worst than before but she had to admit she also felt strangely alive.She tried to speak but her mouth and throat were dry,she remembered the small canteen she had stored in her pocket and pulled it out;drinking greedily letting the water fall from the sides with no concern, for it felt good dripping down her chin.
Leighla looked around and noticed the pattern all around her that seemed vaguely familiar.
"Who are you?"she asked as she wiped her chin with the back of her hand.
 
Seeing her move, he returned the knife to his sheath and sat in silence for a few moments, letting her drink and catch her breath. The room itself was dark except for a couple of flickering lamps, the small window high on one of the walls showing it was night out on the streets. "Arutha" He said simply in response to her question, standing up and deftly stepping over the looping patterns, careful not to disturb them, speaking as he moved. "I don't think anyone will disturb us here, but there's a shop above. Pays to be quiet." Hands spread out in a peaceful gesture, the knelt beside her, frowning slighty. "It was Leighla that you whispered earler?" The look in is eyes showing admittedly more curiosity than concern as they flickered over her, Arutha torn between wanting to know what happaned earlier, and leaving here before any more trouble showed up. "Are you hurt?"
 
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He had not answered her question like she wanted but she suspected she might not be receiving anymore details, for sure he seemed a loner.As he slowly moved closer her guard instantly arouse.
"yes, leighla" she answered him. She was highly aware of him and his close scrutiny.
"no I am not hurt"she responded.He was very close the sudden urge to touch him was so great she was unaware of her movement and she found her hands placed on his arms...
 
Arutha looked down quickly, surprised by the sudden touch of her hands on his arms, quickly becoming much more aware of her presence as it overrode his curiosity. Realising just how close he'd be studying her, he pulled back a little out of the woman's reach, nodding at her answer. "Well then, I'm glad to hear that Leighla. The way you collapsed was.... worrying."
He studied her silently again for a few moments, his grey eyes on hers before standing up and stretching with a sigh. "I'm not going to pry into why you might have Magicians after you. But there's a band of them in town recruiting mercenaries at the moment. You'd probably be wise to move on quickly." With a vague gesture he motioned at that scrawled patterns surrounding her. "I -think- that will keep you safe for the time being here" His tone now a lot less certain, as if he wasn't sure to believe that himself. "It won't last though if it does. But then you do seem pretty capable of hiding yourself as well..."
 
Leighla immediatly felt the coldness once arutha rouse from the ground.Her forest green eyes staring at his with determanation and a hint of confusing.
Magicians forming an army? She was convinced now that this was surely not about kaden. "then why was she being followed?"..but even as she thought this she had the feeling in her mind that she should know,that somehow she should remember.
Leighla looked once more at the patterns he was gesturing to, even she knew this would not protect her and even if it did the dark room and lack of ambiance was worst than the prison she had just escaped.
"yes I shall be gone quickly only.." she hesitated, and bit on her lower lip as she continued.
"well..I need help" her eyes peeking up at his.
"least help me out the city..I do not know how i've made it this far, really I just.." she stopped herself not wanting to relive that horrible scene.
"any how what do you say?"
 
Arutha found himself hesitating for a moment, unable to take his gaze from hers. 'Damn it...' He thought to himself, feeling a mixture of guilt at considering leaving her to fend for herself, and more worryingly, an old thrill of excitement at in some way denying the Guild finding her. He could see the confusion in her eyes, and reasoned she didn't know why herself. Maybe she'd accidentally used magic, or always radiated it, and been unlucky enough to have the ones here sense it. Whatever the case, they'd notice as soon as she was back out on the streets. Even being close to her himself was making his skin prickle.

With a sigh he finally looked away, his expression now thoughtful. "Well... I'm not even sure how to go about it. If we simply run they'll find us. Perhaps..." Frowning slightly, he looked back at the symbols on the floor, then started rummaging through the leather pouches on his belt for more dye. "I'm not good with this sort of thing, but I did get taught something similar to that circle that might hide you enough to get out the city. I think." Stepping back away to retrieve a small bowl he'd used the first time, he looked back over at her with a curious glance. "But I was implying how you managed to hide the two of us earlier. I've never seen anything like that. You started humming a little tune, and it was if those two Magicians couldn't even see us. They just continued right on past." He shrugged as he crushed up a few items from his belt, setting to work. "After that you passed out, and I brought you here. It'd be a neat trick if you could do something like that again, minus the collapsing part mind."
 
"minus the collapsing part..well I can asure you, arutha that this is no habit of mine"
Leighla looked down as he worked."I have no idea how I managed it..many times before, when I was a child I sang this same tune with no affect.It was but a mere coincedence that it happened to work during my distress" Her eyes found his as she poundered this..was it really?she was not so sure...
"Arutha, I do not remember my past..well to be precise I can recall my childhood and a little more after that but there is not much more I can think of."
she continued."I know my grandmother but she no longer walks among us, and I know I must have a family for it was how kaden threatened me into his prison when he found me roaming about..I can not for the life of me remember how or why I am here. "
Leighla let out a deep breath at her predicament."I do know I must get to Sajia, do you think it possible maybe if I can somehow disguise myself?" she looked at him waiting for a response not sure she wanted to hear it..
 
Arutha frowned as he listened, looking up from his work mixing. "Sajia? You're quite a ways north of Sajia here. You really can't remember how you got here?" His gaze stayed on her, questioning. He didn't seem quite ready to believe that she was telling the whole truth just yet, and it wasn't his business anyway, but he had to admit the worry and confusion in her eyes looked genuine.

With a shake of his head and a sigh, he went back to mixing, the small bowl now containing what looked like a vivid blue dye. "At any rate Leighla, that'll be not an insignificant journey. But one step at a time. Let's get you out of Bree first. Outside of the city, there are some farming villages about half a days hike south. You can get properly provisioned for your journey there."

Pondering her question, he looked back up at her, absently stirring out of sheer habit now. "And as for a disguise, I think you're lucky enough that the Magicians don't seem to know what you look like. It'd be whatever that magic you're using that'd be drawing them. That circle..." He gestures at the floor. "Should be hiding it from them. A bit anyway. And I think I can do something similar that you can move around with." His expression suddenly became a little uncomfortable, and he looked away slightly. "Now, don't get any funny ideas about me, but I'm going to ask you to undress." His gaze snapped back up, his tone defensive. "It's nothing untoward mind! But for reasons that you'd need a weaver of my clan to explain, this needs to be painted on your skin. Much like my own tattoos, however these won't be permanent." He pulled up one of the long sleeves of his tunic as if to prove a point, showing the looping woad patterns criss-crossing over the skin. "Cover your modesty as best you can and I promise to be quick."
 
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She listened intently to him as he spoke of her dilemma.She did not like it when he reminded they shall part before the end, just as leighla had not corrected that the disguise was for all men not just the ones he calls "Magicians."
Her eyes were staring straight at him when he asked her to undress.If there was anything she remembered it was this, she knew all men to be the same,for now though she trusted him.She turned over hoping atleast he would do the same.One by one her clothing came undone.
The first thing she noticed was that her shift was made of fine silk, falling just on her thighs.Her long dark hair spilling all around her for she had no ties.What she did happen to notice was the letter 'R' stiched onto her garmet.Suddenly memories came back to her as she remembered a maid handing them for her to wear.It gave her a small hope of confidence that maybe leighla would be well off with her family.
She turned over to face him unaware of her breast stretching the silk uncomfortably which caused her hard nipples to be visible even through her covering.Her eyes were cast down as she felt slightly embarrassed, just waiting for his next move...
 
For a moment without thinking Arutha felt his eyes follow the removal of her garments, before mentally shaking himself and forcing his gaze back to staring just over her shoulder. No, this was a complete leap of faith for her to do as he asked, he couldn't betray it, even if it was only stealing a glance. Silently he picked up the bowl at his side and stepped up behind her, hesitating briefly before reaching out and tentatively gathering her hair at the base of her neck, his fingers lightly brushing against her skin. "Here, you'd better take hold of this." He instructed, his voice cautiously level, pushing her hair over one shoulder for her to clutch. "Be careful to keep it out of the way. This stuff will stain, and you'll be left with blue hair. Not exactly subtle if we're going to be sneaking out of here."

Arutha smiled and gave a small laugh at the weak attempt to making light of the situation, before dipping two fingers in the bowl and forcing himself to concentrate. With great care he began his work, his dye laden fingers dabbing at the back of her neck then slowly working their way down over her skin and round her shoulders, drawing in a slow deliberate pattern, stopping occasionally to collect more dye or blow gently on his work to dry it. He worked silently and methodically, the other words spoken requests for her to slide the silken shift further down her back to allow him to continue, gradually sinking to his knees as he worked.

"There... That's the first part done." He murmured with some relief, his fingertips brushing gently along her hips and the small of her back, making small corrections here and there. Despite his earlier conviction he dared not give any thought to the fact she was wearing practically nothing here in front of him, only the fact she was facing away from him preserving her modesty."Give it a few more minutes to dry before you pull your garment back up. Then turn around so we can continue."
 
Leighla could not breath normaly once he was done.Each time he had passed his fingers upon her skin she felt hot, and when he had blew on her she thought for sure she would melt.Still it was not over for the time had passed and it was time to turn around.'how far would he take this?'she thought.
"How long before we can escape this city arutha?"leighla was trying in vain not to feel anything but the fact that he would now be touching her again, where she could see was starting to bring about that unbearable heat that would soon consume her body.
 
Arutha paused for a moment as she turned, then cursed himself for getting distracted. It really wasn't helping that she was beautiful; beyond beautiful really, he understood now her need for a disguise. She would attract attention from men no matter where she went. With a sigh and shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he reached past her a little, his hand on her shoulder as he continued on from one of the lines from her back, his fingers dragging down over her collarbone.
"Not much longer" He murmured, not looking up from his work, concentrating on the pattern and endeavouring not to get distracted by her deep cleavage so plainly exposed to him, just under his touch as his fingers traced around the curve of the top of her breast. Kneeling quickly, he held up one side of her shift, then the other, connecting the lines coming round her hips, resisting the temptation to to slide the garment further up more than was necessary. With a deep breath, he looked up at her with an almost relieved smile. "There. Just about finished. See here? And here?" He pointed at a line that finished on the middle of her stomach, and one that sat under her throat. "All I need you to do is join those two with one straight line, then one either side of your chest joining it as well. I figured you'd rather do those yourself."

Standing up, he wiped his hands clean on a cloth, not looking directly at her as he turned back to his things. "I'll give you some privacy to do that and get dressed again. I'm just going to gather us a few supplies, then we'll make our leave while it's still dark."
 
She was relieved he had left the rest to her.Leighla quickly finished connecting the lines and getting dressed.She sat and wondered what the R on her clothing stood for.Nothing came to mind except the fact that she knew it belonged to her.Waiting for arutha she hoped to gods her questions would be answered sooner than later.
 
Quietly making his way back with a second small pack shouldered, Arutha noticed with a considered measure of relief that she was dressed again. "Alright, now don't take offense, but..." He pulled a thick traveller's cloak from the back, heavy and oiled to keep from getting wet with rain. "Make sure as little of you can be seen. Magic or no, you're going to attract attention" He then passed over the other pack, before bending over to gather his own things. "There's some basic rations and water. Nothing fancy, but it'll be enough to live on until we find something more substantial." He give her a smile, having to admit he was genuinely finding this a little interesting. Much more interesting that taking that mercenary job he'd been planning, however much that limited his coin for now. "Now, those should last a day or two, enough to get some distance away. Just be careful not to rub or wash them off" He mentioned in way of the markings as he extinguished the small lamp, then motioned her over. "All ready then? How're you holding up anyway?" The question coming unbidden when he noted with a little concern the thoughtful look in her eyes.
 
Leighla was grateful for the cloak and everything else he had given her.She smiled back at him as she answered "I'm quite fine considering the circumstances" she stood from the ground and hid herself within the thick cloack;it was dirty but just that fact made her feel safer.
"lead the way"she said, all too happy to leave the dark room which did nothing but worsen her mood.
 
Wrapping his own cloak around himself, he shot her a reassuring smile before pulling the hood over his face and opening the old wooden door to let them slip out.

The streets were basically empty; the sky still dark overheard and only the odd person going about their business, thankfully paying no attention to two travellers. "We'll head out the south gate" He murmured to Leighla. "And stay on the road for most of the day. We'll come across some farm villages before evening; we should be able to rest and get whatever we need for the rest of your journey there." Even with the lack of people on the quiet streets, he kept his voice low and his gaze focused ahead, giving no hint of the conversation to anyone watching. "Keep your head down through the gate" He whispered as they approached, a lone guard leaning on the stonework spying them. He hoped it would be the usual sort; bored, tired, not wanting any trouble, and not about to question the gold coin Arutha was going to palm into his hand as they passed. Indeed the guard barely looked at the two of them as Arutha seemed to shake his hand, merely opening the small wooden door in the larger gate to let them through.
 
As soon as they walked beyond the gate, leighla had an overwhelming feeling that she was leaving behind more than she could ever imagine.Still she would not risk it and so she did not dwell on the feeling much longer.She turned her head when she felt it was safe enough but she could see nothing,it made her wonder if arutha knew what he was doing or where he was going in the dark.
He had mentioned farms along the way where she hoped perhaps they could take lodgings.She was grateful now that she had stolen coins from kaden.Leighla had not noticed her hunger before or the need to clean herself but now she prayed soon she would get the chance.She did not complain though, not even when her feet hurt so bad she was not sure she even felt them.But as much as she was trying to endure her walking decreased considerably..
"Arutha do you not think it possible to maybe.."her question was cut short once she noticed a few animals about.She had been so intune with her misery she was unaware of her surroundings.The sun had been up for some time and they had finally come upon what seemed to be a house.
"Can we stop here? Do you think it to be safe?"Leighla did not once take her eyes from the possibility of shelter.
 
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Arutha had been mostly silent as they walked, deep in thought himself with what to do next. For now, getting her up to crossroads past the farmland here, and on the road to the South was important. Of course, it was still a long way to Sajia from there... He shook his head with a sigh at that thought. After all, he'd said it would only be as far as pointing her in the right direction. Still... He tilted his head and regarded the woman walking beside him. Sending her off alone didn't sit right with him. At the very least the roads weren't safe for a lone traveller. Maybe to the next town; he could probably find a coach heading the right direction then.
Nodding as he justified it to himself, the sound of Leighla's voice snapped him back to reality. The late-morning sun in the sky, he realised that they had already been walking for a number of hours, and had reaching the outlying farmland. He frowned slightly at the closest house, about to say instead that they should press on before he caught sight of the longing in her eyes. Mentally kicking himself for not noticing how hard this must've been on her so far, he nodded instead.
"Aye, that's not a bad idea really. We could use a meal and a rest." He responded, without thinking taking her arm as they approached the farmhouse, moving to knock on the door. "If they ask, we're just a couple travelling north to Avard. This is a busy road, travellers are pretty common." There was a noise from inside and the door answered by a middle-aged woman. Arutha quickly explained that they were simply looking for some shelter and a meal, and willing to pay as he dug a coin out of his pouch, and they were quickly ushered inside by the pleasent woman who almost instantly began fussing over Leighla, lightly chastising Arutha for allowing his (incorrectly assumed) wife to be in such a state.
 
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Leighla thanked the woman before her once more for the meal.She was now sitting on the bed awaiting for her bath to be prepared.Her mind poundering her next action, 'should she risk the fact that her ink would erase?'
With a smirk on her lips she decided the bath seemed a good idea,after all thanks to arutha for making them man and wife,for now they had to share a room.she shook her head alittle, no all this space sharing will not make do. She could start feeling for him and that could be used against her.
"come child your bath will do"said the older lady.
Leighla stood and began to remove her shoes,
"Please let me help do not be alarmed I raised six females, fine strong ladies they be"she smiled so politely leighla shrugged her shoulders she could trust her, she felt it.
"what may I call you?"she asked slightly pink for forgetting her manners before.
"verina is fine, leighla" This made her a little nervous, when had she given her name.
"who told you that?"How do you know my name?" she demanded as she pulled away from her for she was trying to remove one of her many clothing.
Verina stared back with a questioning stare."what do you mean my lady? I heard it from your husband" leighla thought about it for a second it seemed probable so she let it go, forgetting all about the art she was supposed to conceal.
With a slight smile verina looked up from the work walked out and told the now cautios leighla to get in the bath,she assured her she had nothing to fear she simply had a gift for her."I may seem like a lone soul, but many a things you do not wish to see, I have. ofcourse you are not most and perhaps wiser than I" Do not fear when you are lost for your fate is written." she handed her a necklace with the same patterns as arutha had painted.
"Thank you, I fear I might not be able to repay you for this" the quality was very impressive.
"oh I have everything I need child" she smiled and walked out."by the way she says 'R' is for Reyka"
 
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