35. The Lost RiderIolair swooped in to land on the mountain ledge, a short distance along the ridge from the flickering fire and the strange silhouetted person. Closer now, they could see that the fire was built at the opening to a cave and that it was not entirely natural. The rune Teine sparked within the flames.
Aiden slid down from Iolair’s back and with stiff fingers loosened the sword in his scabbard. He laid a steadying hand on Iolair’s wing as they walked slowly forwards.The man did not move from his position standing sentry upon the ledge.
Aiden froze as a shadow swept down from the mountainside above. It was an Eagle, bigger than Iolair and with dark feathers around his head. It landed neatly behind the man, who did not even flinch. They spoke quietly together.
“They’re Sgiath
