Tables were placed about a foot deep into soft ground shrubs that covered the grounds for about a square mile<br/><br/><div align="center">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQXPnNprHMc/TlGBNDx1jsI/AAAAAAAAHYg/2habILJ9esQ/s1600/ireland-glade.jpg)</div><br/>On a rustic wooden table sprawled a magnificent feast and on matching chairs three witches waited, all three with very different postures<br/><br/>"Do you think she will kill me for not saying so earlier ?" Angela said to the table distantly<br/><br/>"Well she might, she doesn't really need the armor, and if the thought of you being linked to her distracts<br/>her more than the armour helps her, then the link is a liability isnt it ? Being a warrior ... "<br/><br/>Roseanna smirked evilly while popping a grape from the table into her mouth and giving Angela an evil wink.<br/><br/>"Damn it you two stop it" Aryia was again subconsciously tugging her hair and seemed to ceaselessly change her position on the chairs<br/>"Angela, she knows your new to this also and fearful of her wrath, I heard she was dueling with another swordmaster, she will<br/>likely work off her annoyance in the way she is trained for"<br/><br/>"Or be refining the method to dispose of you poetically" Roseanna murmoured<br/><br/>Aryia shot Roseanna a glare that would shatter glass then turned to Angela "Roseanna is just jealous she didn't get to the same bond phase you managed<br/>with the king, she was hoping for political influence and now she has to work for it"<br/><br/>Aryia then looked to Roseanna "You were one of the best witches, you gave up a lot for this, the armor is still intact, and still<br/>made for a king, what you have sacrificed is not for nothing, it will come we will work on it"<br/><br/>Roseanna's smirk faded as the truth sunk in "I miss being able to cast the way I did, so far all I get are refusals to see anything, its horrid"<br/><br/>"Its logan, and well ... Roseanna, please don't scare Angela more than she already is, what good would that do really ?"<br/><br/>Roseanne nodded then sipped a wine glass before settling it back on the table<br/><br/>"The armour I am linked to is about two days ride east of here, if its logan that has it or the king or thrown in a ditch I don't know, but<br/>it has not moved in hours, I can only sense it if i focus and the location is vague at this distance, because none really wore it I am only loosely aware of its whereabouts."<br/><br/>"Its something Roseanna, thankyou" - Aryia sipped also<br/><br/>"What do you think Akara will do?" Angela let her eyes drift to the faces of the others about her<br/><br/>"Frankly Angela I don't know, It wasn't the time to talk of such things when one is angry with other matters but what is done is done,<br/>the understanding the great shifting sands has with mistpeak is on a knife edge, and Akara holds it. Wars have started over less, and from her culture not telling her that could easily be insulting enough to be one and the same thing. Frankly Angela I don't know, if she did kill us all or have the shifting sands declare war against mispeak, many others would agree with her decision or even support her. We would be doomed. I dispatched messages to the other heros to meet us here, hopefully they will receive it in time"<br/><br/>Aryia then stood and paced the gardens<br/><br/>"Heavens ! We rid the place of undead together ! this SHOULD be a time for celebration ! and here we are at our nerves end second guessing what others will do and have done, not knowing friends from enemies !"<br/><br/>"Culture clash" Roseanna snorted then sipped the wine again "It happens"<br/><br/>Aryia shook her head and sighed "Yes it does, unfortunately"