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— Reonite Shrine —[/center]

As much as it pained him to, Indrau dismounted a distance from the shrine. Horses were too noisy and would give away any surprise they might have. He followed Tyeathe to the shrine but kept his distance, standing sentry with an eye towards the other shrine and a hand on the hilt of his blade.

"Could Tiral attempt another scrying? It would be useful to see what we were getting into before going in."

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— Candaeln —[/center]

Things began to get very busy as she arrived. It also appeared that this other visitor was also looking for someone. She followed this newly arrived group, curious about the kind of person that would arrive with such an entourage and proceed to be so demanding. Eventually she heard the name of the Sunfield family, something that she recognized only through the letters that she had been receiving. These letters had only made mention of a single Sunfield daughter, no son. It was obvious that he was not one of the knights of Candaeln, or any other kind for that matter.

She grabbed the boy by the back of his jacket and lifted him until his eyes were level with hers and his feet were nearly his own height again off of the floor. It also offered him a much better view of the room and saved her the effort of having to bring herself down to his level. Despite her face being hidden behind the helmet the eyes that were visible didn't look at all angry. At least not as angry as the knight that had confronted him.

"There appears to be many empty chairs here. I expect that the Captain might be out. A pity. I had business with her as well."

Salz paused for a second.

"Are you a brother of Sult Sunfield?"