Ashke, Verlian and Ravynne sat in the small stone confines of Verlian's home. Ravynne sat on the bed while Verlian and Ashke stood before her. Their shadows danced across the wall behind them thanks to flames from the fireplace. The scent of fresh firewood burning filled the air. Despite the warmth from the fire and all of the furs on the bed, Ravynne found herself shivering. She twiddled her thumbs nervously as she waited for one of them to begin, a sense of doom coming over her.
Verlian stared at her with concern but did not say a thing. His long black hair was tied up in a high ponytail and the additional layers of his pelts added to his shape, making him look even more intimidating than normal. He stood firm and looked over at Ashke who was running his fingers through his fire red hair and huffing out in frustration. The two locked eyes and Verlian prompted him to begin.
