Sammi waited patiently for her family to gather around the fire pit. Each of them on their own special stumps. This place had been their home for a good while. She would be sad to walk away, but for the good of the family it had to be done. She gave a soft curse as her wrist burned. No sort of rubbing or scratching would ease the itching sensation.<br/><br/>"Guys, we have a problem. I don't know who our new visitor is and I'm sure in time we'll be able to find out, but for now let's please let her rest until she's comfortable coming out or socializing. I'm sure she's been through enough."<br/><br/>She hesitated going on.<br/><br/>"As you all know, the new year is upon us and normally every new year theres another sacrifice to be made in the city. My mark is letting me know that it's time. Krov is on the move again and as Sam has said he is most definitely raising some sort of army. For what purpose, as of yet we don't know." She glanced at Sam and nodded.<br/><br/>"Keyan, the mark you've dreampt about is the same mark that Krov hangs on the wall behind his desk. I've seen it. I don't know what it means as of yet. Perhaps we'll find a way to enter the city to find out. As for what is going on from the wall, I'll let Sam tell you. As she was there and I was not."<br/><br/>Sammi nodded again and fell silent, waiting.