[h2]Tyaethe Radistirin[/h2]

The paladin was paying no attention to the increasing aggression, fixated as she was on the meteorological portent. It wasn't like there was a regular call for divinatory practice, but shadow...? No sort of sunbeam or anything that might point at the fort, just brief darkness, which could only mean... well, it could just mean sheer happenstance, the weather changing in respond to nothing else at all, but she was fairly confident that there was no reason to be snubbed like that right now, least of all when such a dangerous artefact had escaped into unknown hands.

The vampire groaned, interrupting anyone that was talking, or thinking about talking, and resisted the urge to bury her face in the pony's neck. That would make talking difficult. "We got here too late. I'm confident that the shard isn't here any longer and if whoever stole it in the first place was prepared, then they now have their hands on it."

"So unless Alette has a master tracker on hand..." Which was [i]also[/i] fairly unreliable, whoever it was had probably escaped down the road far enough to leave no discernible tracks before breaking off.

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