FamilyDelsaran pressed the back of his hand against my chest and stopped me. His foot hung in the air, frozen. I looked at him, confused, but he stared off into the distance.
“Greetings,” he said to the empty air. “My name is Delsaran, and this is my companion, Chase.”
I looked around, but saw nothing but the tall, thick trees that surrounded us.
“I lived in Greenchapel many years ago,” Delsaran continued, turning slowly. “I am a friend of Andarta’s.”
I followed his gaze until I saw a vague shape striding towards us, maneuvering around tree and bush. A human figure, short and lithe, with a bow in one hand and a horn in the other, each held loosely by their side. Their skin was brown, and their features soft—though they had a hard, square jaw that reminded me of Delsaran.
“I hope I did
