Tormund

In his head Tormund recounted the list of things he would need for the trip, checking off items as he identified them on his person. His money pouch and the letters from the elders were tucked safely away, and his pack was well-suited and organized for ease of access and comfort on his shoulders. His clothes were excellently chosen for the weather this day (slightly cool, but quite sunny and pleasant). Furthermore, he felt limber and sound of body for the day's journey. With one last look around he left his home and set the lock on his door. The sunlight filtered through the cedar and hemlock trees and made pretty patterns on the moss and rock outcroppings of the forest. It would be a great day for traveling.

As he was beginning down the path to the lake-shore road, he was greeted by a voice.

“A fine day to you Tormund! And would you care for companions on your walk?”

Tormund turned to see a man in a blue robe standing beside a tree just off the path. He had a calm friendliness about his face, though his eyes hinted at a deep knowledge within. The marshal approached, slowly, and slightly tilted his head. “And who might these companions be?”

A smile, and the man in blue held out a hand. “To introduce myself: I am Telon, a humble scholar of the Champlain Council at Queen City. I have found myself passing through your lovely village on my way inland, and would love to have company on these strange new roads.” he stepped out onto the path and lowered his hood.

Telon continued as the village marshal shook his hand. “The other companion you may already know, as she is a local of these parts.” A girl stepped, seemingly from nowhere behind Telon. “May I present my new apprentice, Ayleah Pine.”