I have never feared the storm
Sah finished his prayer as he heard footsteps approaching. Glancing up, he recognized the woman and offered her a grin. "Hey, Rhiannon. I just finished up, so the shrine is all yours." Picking up his bag, the older hybrid tilted his head, "What brings you so far from Halo, if I may ask?" From what Tal had said, she was a Shield. Hak Etme was certainly a long way for one to be. Granted, Sah had only met her once, so he had no way of knowing if she had another profession or obligation that had dragged her to the desert.
It likely wasn't the shrine itself, given that there were ones dedicated to Ludo and Mort far closer. Sah couldn't deny his curiosity. Not when she was apparently a childhood friend of sorts of Tal. The Wild Thunder would be a fool to miss out on gaining any possible blackmail on his frenemy. And what better way than someone who had known the courier when he was small and scrawny?
It likely wasn't the shrine itself, given that there were ones dedicated to Ludo and Mort far closer. Sah couldn't deny his curiosity. Not when she was apparently a childhood friend of sorts of Tal. The Wild Thunder would be a fool to miss out on gaining any possible blackmail on his frenemy. And what better way than someone who had known the courier when he was small and scrawny?
Sah
