Migildur had looked down at his new companion "I will call you, The Memory, for I believe in my heart, that those who meet you in your path, will never forget your face."
Migildur's worn face had continued to peer into the youth's eyes and said "You I believe will be a legend to some and an enemy to others, but we will protect you and you will aid us with our cause, for I see that this is your calling."
Carvireth had trembled, still in fear.
Everything was happening so swiftly.
The Rangers had surrounded her and given her a reassurance, kneeling and curling their fists to their chests.
Migildur had looked at his brethren and turned again to Carvireth "Look now, see those who have come hither, we will protect you with our lives, but our duty comes first."
Bewildered, however she had nodded.
The youth simply sitting before the fire, taking in all that was happening.
