"I will ask then. Do some leg work. Mayhaps even look into those who were on duty up at Camp Bronzelake. If I can find a lead, I will take it." The bit of hope brings a small smile to her lips, but the worry hasn't been banished, not completely anyway. She shakes her head at Odette, her smile becoming sad, "Sadly, I cannot tell you where he makes his home. It appears that he moves around a lot to prevent himself from being found by his enemies. To make matters worse, he is a Thaumaturge. Tal said he decimated an Amalj'aa ambush all by himself."
The grow close to the gates of Little Ala Mihgo as they converse, the entrance would soon loom before them. "He also seems the sort to punish those who meddle in his business. It is why Aeron did not want to put his name to this. He did not want to draw the Jackals into another fight against a foe with great resources. I understand. Seeing half of the shite the Jackals have to deal with, I cannot blame him. Between Garleans and Cults and all that, another enemy may be too much for us to handle. I will figure it out. If I have to, I will put an arrow into the Lala's eye and be done with it."
Finally, they arrive at the gates of Little Ala Mihgo. Two guards, a man and a woman step before them wearing harnesses and subligars, each holding a wicked lance. "Speak your names and your business in Little Ala Mihgo." Nahli would pull her lyre from a pouch on Leafsong's side, "I am Q'nahli. I have performed here before." She would put on a smile, looking to Odette and Bayard.
The grow close to the gates of Little Ala Mihgo as they converse, the entrance would soon loom before them. "He also seems the sort to punish those who meddle in his business. It is why Aeron did not want to put his name to this. He did not want to draw the Jackals into another fight against a foe with great resources. I understand. Seeing half of the shite the Jackals have to deal with, I cannot blame him. Between Garleans and Cults and all that, another enemy may be too much for us to handle. I will figure it out. If I have to, I will put an arrow into the Lala's eye and be done with it."
Finally, they arrive at the gates of Little Ala Mihgo. Two guards, a man and a woman step before them wearing harnesses and subligars, each holding a wicked lance. "Speak your names and your business in Little Ala Mihgo." Nahli would pull her lyre from a pouch on Leafsong's side, "I am Q'nahli. I have performed here before." She would put on a smile, looking to Odette and Bayard.
