“Welcome to the council meeting” the dirty old man from the Maiden Hunt said as I nodded in reply. His name was Admon, with Orel description of those in the council with him, I could recognize them all by matching what I was seeing with his description and although his description was a bit funny when he was giving it, I could see that it is right. Admon was not a dirty man as I had first thought. No, his skin naturally was that brown and he has a few scars on his face which made him look fierce and he was fond of grey or brown clothing which was why I had given him that nickname in my head. I glance at the others and took note of the differentiating factors
“Thank you.” I replied after wetting my lips, I was nervous because even though I had the time to get used to Orel being a warl
