RHETT
The late evening had drawn into the late night. Most were in bed except those who patrolled the border and palace of Riocht.
I sat sipping whisky I had just poured from the decanter in one of the many parlors. Pondering Ashe’s words and wondering if she knew who the gatekeeper was.
She had to. She was an oracle according to her own declaration. She didn’t mention Travis’ name or allude to her knowing who it was but…
“Don’t look so glum bud,” Tobias says walking in and immediately pouring himself a drink.
Tobias takes a seat across from me, propping his feet up on the table, and leaning back in a casual way. He sips his drink letting out a satisfied sigh, licking the remaining liquid from his lips. “It's just a trip to the mountains. Nyctimus will give you the location of the tre
