3 Visions of the PastTHEY FOUND ILISSOS CONSOLING Azhur over Jher-val’s behaviour. The novice leapt to his feet as Tyrmar and his family returned to the fireside.
“I’m most terribly sorry,” he blurted out, anxiously winding his fingers together. “I really don’t know what to say.”
“What’s up with y’?” asked Tyrmar. “Y’ never did nothin’, it were his fault.”
“All the same, I feel rather responsible.”
Tyr whacked his arm. “Shut up and sit down, will y’? Give him a bit more meat, Mam.”
“With pleasure,” said Iethen as Tyr flopped back down in his spot by the fire. “We just love havin’ y’. There, get that into y’.”
“Well, I—oh. Thank you.” Azhur took the bowl of food as if he were receiving stolen goods.
Tyr sat up, determined to improve the situation. “Shall us have a proper introduction
