[*Varda*]

Malienna was outside, with her horse Naroch. She stroked his dark brown mane, before bending down to check the horse’s feet, and then checking the saddle and reins were on properly. She was cautious to trust stableboys with her horse, in days like these.

She joined the small group gathering outside the Inn, noticing in particular a small woman, whom she had heard was named Izrenna. She was perhaps small for such a journey, but Malienna thought little of it. She could be useful with a sword, and that was what mattered. Perhaps she would be useful for scouting ahead, before they attacked.

She walked over to speak to her, leading her horse beside her.

“You are coming on this journey as well, then?” smiled Malienna.