Eccelisa hung her head when Dasavi stood up in the open and demanded what the rider wanted with her. Cursing under her breath, she stood up alond side the child. She drew up her humble cowl over her face so that they couldn't see her face. She could feel its eyes on her and an involunteery shiver went up her spine. "Blood and ashes, you want to be killed?" she hissed venomously at Dasavi. Eccelisa could feel the rider laugh mercilessly at the duo. Her hand brushed against one of her knives and it twitched. The steed pawed the ground and pulled against the reins. She could see the lather wellling in the animal's mouth and she knew that wasn't good. That meant that the steed had been ridden long and/ or hard to get here, and that in turn meant that the rider was willing to sacrifice the beast to reach her.<br/><br/>"Eccelisa? Eccelisa... Why did you leave?" the rider asked her in an almost husky tone. She winced in return. She glared daggers at him under the safety of the cowl. He waited patiently upon the beast, still and silent as a statue.<br/><br/>"You know why I left, Chorl. If not, then you're even more of a fool than the village women," she shot back with tight fists. He laughed, a big throaty laugh that set her on edge.<br/><br/>"Sorry to hear that, dearie. But you're coming back."