Farewell

Dyvia listened to Radis, accepting the runes with a quiet thanks. She was stunned to hear he would be leaving and couldn't find the right words.
Instead, she put on a kind face and watched him disappear into the darkness.
"You hoped he would stay?"
She turned and punched the Jotuns leg, but it was without it's usual gusto.
"Luna's right, we need to leave the caves. Where is the necromancer?"