
I got married since we last met! I forgot to mention it in my letters. "Your baby bump, dear."Ī hit of pale pink flashed on the pale goddess’ cheek. Tsunya tilted her head, narrowing her eyes as if thinking deeply but quickly giving up, “Showing?” she questioned.īenea let her hand fall to the side and sat up straight. "Take no offense, darling, it was to keep tensions down. "Woof," Benea let out a puff of air as she deflated into the seat and threw a hand over her face. “I hope this journey wasn’t harsh? I tried to deliver supplies to you, but it seems you have avoided my towns in the later half of your journey.” She nodded in acknowledgement of Benea and pointed to a nearby chair.
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The way station between Node 7 and 8 proved itself to be the most logical meeting point, a woman in a cyan uniform welcoming the goddess before guiding her to a side-path, avoiding the area with most mortal travelers and instead moving to a quiet wing of the building, entering a spacious room that overlooked the Mirror Marches.ĭzallitsunya waited there, looking a bit different from last time they met, with longer hair, skin a bit more olive but still pallid and most notable of all, a bump in her midsection, as she was in the later half of her pregnancy. With promises to reunite with the army before they made it to Node 13, Benea and her bodyguard made swift work of the Dusklands, eager to reach the designated meeting area. In the letter Benea offered to meet with Tsunya before entering Node 13 herself and so when the Goddess made it to the spot she had envisioned in her plan, she and Jermane split off from the columns. Unfortunately, Benea didn’t have much choice, but did send advance notice and then decided to stick to marching around any major settlements so as not to worry any sensitive locals. On the whole, the people of Benean lands had great trading relationships with the dusklanders, but as of late a sense of isolation seemed to permeate the dusklander culture and marching an army through wasn’t going to help. The biggest issue the paladins had with Node 7 was the people, and their judging stares. For the most part, such a change didn’t bother the paladins, having trained in Maelite, the arctic or in the shade of the mountains.

There the sun was shaded under a thick mist that the land of Tsunya was known for.

Altogether the group had marched out from Node 1, the land of high meadows and recent construction, and then through Node 6, the cradle of order, and into Node 7, the friendly land owned by Dzallitsunya. Behind them marched three-hundred and eighteen paladins.
