Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-11457306-20131230041009

"We seek only to speak to the Lord of the Hunt," said Anwen, turning to face the witch. "We seek his aid," she said, her voice trembling, hoping the witch wouldn't ask too many details. She whispered to Mak, "Why don't you speak?  Surely they would listen to you?  You're why we're here!" She was angry, frightened. This had been a very bad idea. She'd have run--but she knew the Wargs would be on her in second.