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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Medriev" data-source="post: 4513904" data-attributes="member: 21864">Chapter 13 - Chauntea's Blessing (Part 2)Ninaran watched as the five companions passed solemnly through the gates of Winterhaven and wondered whether Kalarel would forgive her for not having put their plan in motion to bar their safe return. Her servants were proving particularly troublesome to organise and everything had to be perfect for this group. Then again, Ninaran mused, perhaps her efforts would not be needed for they carried one of their number on a pallet, slain in the Keep presumably. Perhaps Kalarel’s minions in the Keep had all in hand after all. The elf looked back into the warm, red glow of the common room and wondered whether she could stay for another goblet of wine. Salvana Wrafton had outdone herself this winter with the stocks of elven wines she had imported from Highmoon. It made the winter evenings more pleasant for the elf. Ninaran dismissed such thoughts immediately. She had to remain focused on Kalarel’s plan. She had not been ready for the adventurers this time but next time they ventured to the Keep, and surely if one amongst them had fallen they would venture back to seek revenge, she would be ready for them.Carefully, the elf maid picked up her bow and shouldered it and then drew her fur trimmed travelling cloak tight about her neck. She made her way to the gates through which the five companions had just returned with their fallen friend. As she passed through, one of the guards called out to her.“Out hunting again Ninaran,” called the man at arms.“Something like that,” Ninaran called back. “I’ll see what I can find.”With a smile to herself, Ninaran turned off the rode and headed down a well-used path towards a grove of trees beyond which her goal lay. She was still smiling as the darkness beneath the trees engulfed her and hid her from view from the gates.</blockquote>

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