Helping Hand

JP with Winteroak and White_Caribou

He would be one of the last leaving for the war camp. The crates of Skara eggs had been delivered although someone had stopped the first ritual. He would have to see Ba'hela to reassure her nothing of the sort would happen again.

Easily said than done. He suspected the woman he had followed to be behind the events. They needed to find her. And he would need help.

And help it seemed it had arrived.

Amalu walked towards the Odonine emissary with a small grin.
"Have you come to hunt?" He asked.

Shalia had firmly told her escorts to leave her be halfway to the location. The Helians would be foolish try anything in broad daylight with raised suspicion and busy streets. She had no fear here. And seeing Amalu's expression provided further security.

"I have," she said with a sternness that craved both vengeance and blood. She could see his eyes clearly now with the daylight, but would push those questions aside.

"You said it will be like nothing anyone has seen. What should I expect?"

"Bloodlust, revenge and power over life and death." He told her looking at her with his milky white eyes.
"The two people who attacked you are quickly becoming thorns on the side of the Brotherhood." He set his jaw.
"They need to be stopped."

Shalia was pleased at the description. She clicked her tongue and crossed her arms.

"We must not wait any longer, then. What else have they done?"

Amalu turned his head around from side to side again as if smelling the air or sensing the world around differently and asked Shalia to join him inside the building.