loren
No, Loren hadn’t been here when that happened, and considering the leader of the ‘merry band,’ as Jigano put it, had been with the summoner when he visited the village, a warning would’ve been nice. ”I did. And I apologized to them, and to Wessex, and promised never to return without their explicit permission.” It was too little, too late, but it was all he could do to try and mend the bridges he’d burned in his folly.
The presence of Astra, at least, calmed the storm that had begun to rise in the Launceleyn. Sighing, he took up another handful of moss and stuffed it more carefully, almost delicately, into the barrier they were making around the window. ”I was in the wrong, and they were totally justified.” He could admit when he’d made a mistake.
There were so many to choose from, after all.
When the bard brought up a word that Loren had heard from the Fae, the summoner paused and gave the other man a curious look. ”No, though they mentioned this...tulmhainar? What is that?” The Launceleyn wasn’t sure he’d gotten the word exactly, right, though it was close enough. Regardless, he was dying to know what beast or being the Fae had been contemplating sacrificing him to.
The presence of Astra, at least, calmed the storm that had begun to rise in the Launceleyn. Sighing, he took up another handful of moss and stuffed it more carefully, almost delicately, into the barrier they were making around the window. ”I was in the wrong, and they were totally justified.” He could admit when he’d made a mistake.
There were so many to choose from, after all.
When the bard brought up a word that Loren had heard from the Fae, the summoner paused and gave the other man a curious look. ”No, though they mentioned this...tulmhainar? What is that?” The Launceleyn wasn’t sure he’d gotten the word exactly, right, though it was close enough. Regardless, he was dying to know what beast or being the Fae had been contemplating sacrificing him to.
Never judge a book by its cover.
