The Mission~
Sethlyan Callan
Duff Hall, Aleron
Men milled about the courtyard at Duff Hall. Chiefs and delegates and advisors, the cream of Rhynn’s leadership, the decisions they made would bind them all. Some gathered in conversation. Others went through the rote motions of cleaning their weapons. Some stood lost in solitary thought, staring at naught as their breaths misted the cold air.
Unexpected heraldry caught his eye. Men in breclans of red and gold chequy stood off to themselves. One of the Camrans met Seth’s stare, and he looked away.
Defending a king made for strange alliances.
A scattering of grey-coated Royal Army officers mingled with the Rhynns. How it must rankle their pride to come to the clans for help. Seth wondered how long they’d hold their noses for the use of Rh
