Nehani

"It's been months since I departed from the Colonies, and weeks since I've spent my nights in this room wondering how I even got here. Varu is safe, and Nahl Nehani has given us a new goal, a future to look into. To become wiser and stronger, to find and rally those who can and would help us. But is it all really as simple as that?

Brenorn looked up to the sky from the roadside. Midnight. There he stood, Tylan and Nehani by each side of him. Thorgom and Shadow were probably already at their designated spot, waiting for the signal. He let out a tired, eager sigh.

(Continued from part one.)

They called her Nehani. She came to Bree months ago, offering her services as a private guard. Her qualifications were extensive, in her own opinion. She had served for several years as personal security to the leader of a large trade organisation. At least, that was her claim. It was not long, however, before those around her began to notice that her professed experience seemed entirely probable. She appeared to be soundly capable of each task assigned to her. According to some, too capable. She never seemed to relax her watchful eye.