Yara stood by the table with a small frown on her face, they had to go now. She looked at the glowing map in her hand, Elduin had been right when he said the map was enchanted. Ebonspire seemed to pulse with a silvery glow as she unfurled the map. Urgh, this would be so bad in the hands of the wrong people.
She tucked it into her back with a shake of her head, no need to think about that now. Around her, people were rushing to get one thing or another done.
As Yara adjusted her cloak, ensuring it was intact and checking her supplies, Imar approached her quietly.
"Yara, you know what you're doing, right?" Imar's voice was low, his eyes searching hers for any sign of doubt.
Yara nodded, giving him a small, reassuring smile. "I know, Imar. I'll be careful. We have a goal, and I won't forget that."
"Don't get too caught up in this. Keep your focus." Imar continued, squeezing her shoulders lightly.
