The walk to the wizard's camp wasn't far.
Siverly camped amongst trees for their shade and protection but his only job was keeping an eye on Polona's northern gate.
In comparison to the other wizards Henry and Callum had experienced, Siverly was relaxed and easy to be around. He didn't look at the knights with inherent mistrust nor did he have any desire to condescend.
Perhaps they had gained his trust during the monster war in Chemois or perhaps he had simply matured after receiving the Passing of Honor. There was something about his demeanor that seemed to hint that he no longer had the desire to participate in the cutthroat politics of the mages.
Whatever the reason may be, Henry felt relaxed around the man and he appreciated the need to let his guard down since they were finally outside of the magical barrier.
Siverly had a tent set up but he didn't go inside.
