Before the siege, all had accepted invitations to come four days hence to the Tiger Fortress for a conference to unite bandit against Empire.
Standing, the medacor walked around the fire, greeting everyone by name. Most of them knew him and trusted him. As chief medical officer of the Tiger Raiders, Easing Comfort was by extension the most well-known healer north of the Windy Mountains.
The only person whose name he didn't know was the caucasian woman who'd come with Leaping Elk, a newborn infant in her arms. A shield concealing her, he couldn't even consult the flow to learn her name.
Reaching her, he said, “I'm Easing Comfort, Lady. Infinite be with you. May I ask your name?”
Dark brown hair framed her intelligent face and widely-spaced, hazel eyes. “I'm Fawning Elk, Lord Comfort.” N
