Redemption

Written as part of the unfolding plot of Northern Charter

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(Live RP) “The Road We Rebuild”

Deorla sat alone in the quiet of the Bree homestead, the letter from Naridalis trembling in her hands. The familiar script, once a source of comfort, now bore words that cut deeper than any blade.

Trust, once solid among the Company of the East Road, now wavered like smoke. Naridalis’s words painted a picture of disillusionment, of friendships strained to the edge. Promises had been broken. The past Deorla had fought to bury clawed its way into the present, and now it stood like a specter between her and those she'd once called kin.

Stitches steps out his house for just a moment, watching one of the last cold rains of winter, frowning at the signs of spring sprouting at every turn. He reaches a hand past the small canvas awning of the house, letting the rain touch his fingers and palm. He smiles at how cool it feels, how it tingles and rolls around his skin. Looking up from his hand he sees things he often does as he ponders and wanders on his own. Ghosts.