Bulvard noticed the newcomer, an elven archer was always welcome. But he made no acknowledgement, instead he turned his grey, paladin-like eyes on the Lady who addressed him.
A faint shadow of a smile creased ever so slightly across his graven expression, albeit with much effort.
He replied, "I have had the company of this fine creature since the days she was a mere fledgling. She has served me well, she is my extended vision. A strange occurance has allowed me to know what she thinks and sees. I do not fully understand the machinations of this gift."
The Lady Gwyn looked admiringly at Aronja and smiled," She is also very beautiful and elegant, a queen among her kind."
Bulvard nodded and turned to face the path ahead, it was long, hard and treacherous. This was a dangerous quest and might verily cost some of this company dearly.
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IN STEEL I TRUST, BY CROM!
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