Sapling and stone

Greyriver Lodge

Left alone with Ekero after their companions left, Voah tried to make small talk with the short man. He was obviously an interesting character with a wide range of experience and knowledge, but the language gap proved difficult to overcome.

The renegade Arbiter knew she could learn much from the man, about Arcadia, gadgets and even about the enemy that soon would darken their door.

But in the end they settled to look around Alexis' steading.

He was particularly interested in a sapling that he found growing strong despite the cold weather. She watched as he carefully pruned some dead leaves from it and watered it.

It took some time for her to realise it but she had been here before. Thinking back she remembered that Alexis had been granted the land for her role in slaying the Preacher of Slivikhi. She had remembered thinking the Duke had been most gracious.

And then it hit where when she had been here last. The land cursed by that blood altar. The strange rock that seemed soaked in blood..

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