Rock Larnoch~
Sethlyan Callan
Glenayre, Aleron
“Why go if none of you expected to find her there?” he asks. “Seems pointless, under the circumstances.”
“Gaven needed to act more than he needed a reason to do so,” I reply with a shrug. “Besides, we could’ve been wrong.”
Aengus penned the reply and handed it to Seth. Wrestling with doubt, but with no better plan, he read the terse message Bolt was to carry.
On our way.
They both knew it was implausible. Stealing a woman was too barbaric an act to consider, even for Lothor. A scrap of red and gold was a decoy Seth had chased to no end before. But Gaven had called them, and they would go, even if it meant losing precious time tracking wisps of smoke.
They left the rookery disquieted by thoughts of what it would mean to stand in Gaven’s
