One of the more notable side-effects of the Summer of Fire was that the Adventurers who had fought together and survived had gone from casual acquaintances with misgivings to comfortable friends. When Elor saw Iona pull into the Temple Square he didn't think twice before waving to her and was not particularly surprised when she turned her cart and headed towards him. As she drew up, Elor took in her appearance and found himself surprised by it. He had not expected the full widow regalia: black silk, gloves, combs and a veil, albeit swept up so she could see where she was going. He was more used to Iona in mud crusted leathers and a tunic. She greeted him with a warm smile as he said,
“Good afternoon Iona, going somewhere exciting?”
“'Afraid not,” said Iona and Elor noted with satisfactio
