Thunder Birds~
Nigel Willoughby
Connamara, Connor
Anne controlled the center of the board. Franz advanced the bishop. There was a scarcity of pawns in play. After hours of greetings and gifts, cloaked challenges and calculated compliments, the delicate dance of power paused for afternoon tea.
Nigel watched, enthralled by the most singularly influential players he had ever gathered in one place. His charges fascinated him, Aurels with threads so vibrant that every glance, every encounter held the potential to shift the patterns and shape the outcome of the cycle.
Woven in beside the most influential men in Innis were the nenen they held dear. Isobel. Tybetha. Tessa. Lily. The Dawnguard could count few victories in the war for survival, but the seeds of the Joining were taking root. It
