“We will not get off this island anytime soon,” Acha whispered, pulling the travelling cloak's hood up over Teanna's hair. The silver shade was attracting some attention, despite it being nothing more than unusual. Given the tone's rarity Acha knew better than to attract unwanted attention, especially when talks of curses and sorcerers were paramount.
“What do you suggest?” Teanna whispered, sidestepping abruptly as a large man barged past without regard. Acha linked her arm through Teanna's, hoping they would not be separated by the quickly gathering crowd and rising panic the strange sight was causing. “We would do well to leave this port as quickly as possible.”
“Perhaps somewhere remote would be best. Given that he saw you through Zo's eyes, we must assume there will be others who ca
