“Very well my son, if that is what you think is best.” Kenna reluctantly headed back to the rear prow and nestled herself under a tarp near some supplies. She seemed upset that I had asked her to stay but I was uneasy about our forced landing at Fani. The men appeared anxious to get off the ship so I thought it prudent to provide direction before they stormed the beach on their own accord.
“Kenna, Tibor and Orbrecht will remain with the ship. The rest of you, follow me.” We headed towards the front prow to make our way to the shore when suddenly more men came pouring out of the trading post with bows drawn and spears at the ready while our cloaked hosts removed weapons from their clothing.
“Arm yourselves!” yelled Tibor. We quickly retrieved our weapons pointing them downward from the Dr
